Badass with a Tragic Past
Height: 5’ 11”
Weight: 200 lbs
Hair: Long, brown
- “Frank God-Damn-It” The one sure route to rile his temper is to call him by his given name, Francis. In one instance, he and his buddy were laying low in a crowded saloon when a loan shark and his gang came in shouting, “We’re looking for Francis Corbett!” Impulsively he stood up, kicked over his chair and yelled, “It’s Frank, goddammit!” He was summarily sapped, robbed, and left in the horse trough.
- Ranger Perfectly at home in the wild, Frank has spent much of his adult life driving cattle across the Texas landscape. He is adept at surviving, tracking, and hunting. He and his trusty Mustang, Pancho, have a close bond, and he has often fallen asleep still atop his horse only to wake up miles later, still within sight of the herd.
- A Badass… The law has long since proven itself arbitrary in Frank’s mind, and he has no qualms about starting a fight in a saloon over a loaded die or stacked deck, stealing from the rich, or insulting a Sheriff. He has cultivated a reputation of ruthlessness and fearlessness, and he likes it that way.
- …But a gentleman at heart. In spite of his outward appearance, he is quick to defend a woman’s honor and protect the innocent. He doesn’t care about what other people think, but instead acts according to his sense of honor and justice.
- Marksman Frank counts himself proficient at long-range shooting and is handy with a rifle(his trusty Winchester Model 1873), keeps a lever-action shotgun on him in case of emergencies, and of course a sports a pistol on his hip (Colt .45 Peacemaker). He is no trick shooter, but he can get the job done.
- Widower Frank lost his wife and girls to Tuberculosis some five years back. He keeps Catalina’s pocket bible in his pack even though he cannot read it, and wears her rosary beneath his shirt at all times despite his irreverence for Christianity (“I’m sure Jesus Christ had to shoot a few hombres in his day”).
- Thwart and undermine the railroad that bought him off for his property when they wanted to build a new line through it.
- He ultimately wants to settle down, maybe try and start another family, but right now he has neither the money nor the right woman with which/whom to start a new life.
- I’d really like to have the chance to let Frank’s good side shine in spite of his rough edges. He’s a chaotic good character, if he lives a little outside the law, and I want to play up that polarity as much as possible during gameplay.
- Finally, I’d like to be able to shout “Frank God-Damn-It!” at every opportunity.
Skeletons in the Closet
- (Known) He actually sympathizes with the North despite being a Texan since most of his family is from Illinois, but most of all he is a Unionist.
- (Unknown) Has a bastard son or daughter from his wilder youth who is now somewhere between 16-18.
- (Friendly) John Ashby, former fellow cowboy and close friend who has recently invested in a saloon where he works as the barkeep. He’s somewhat of a comic relief character, with a toothy and charismatic smile. The eternal bachelor and endless flirt, but keeps a shotgun under the counter as precaution.
- (Friendly, but slightly strained) Antonia Fonseca, Frank’s sister in law, is a relatively independent woman for her day who became a singer and showgirl instead of getting tied down in marriage; rumor has it she’s handy with a pistol. She can’t blame Frank for her sister’s death, but she has always harbored feelings for him that she’d like to deny. Frank is completely oblivious of her feelings for him.
- (Nemesis) Thomas Marshall was the man who represented the railroad and personally brokered the deal to buy Frank’s property. He serves as the face for the company Frank so despises; given the chance Frank wouldn’t hesitate to kill him if he could get away with it.
Memories, Mannerisms, and Quirks
- One of his most prominent memories is of him standing on the porch of his homestead, with Catalina rocking gently in the chair while knitting for their daughter-to-be, while a storm gathers far off in the horizon.
- Unsurprisingly, Frank has only infrequent access to a razor, so he has a goatee and chinstrap beard that he trims when he can. His facial hair is slightly redder than his hair.
- In camp he’ll often pretend to be “reading” his wife’s pocket bible before settling down to sleep. Whether he actually has begun to understand any of the passages or he just uses it as a time to reminisce about his married life is up in the air.