Giles "Old "Iron Fist" Giles" "Jack" Cooper

"I've forgotten more fist fights than you've ever been in, sonny."

Having spent almost his whole life farming in the village of Stratford, Giles was well-known locally as someone who is easy to get along with, and someone with whom you should endeavour to. He once even got so far as to be crowned the Nottinghamshire Fisticuffs Champion of 1165.

Despite his advanced age and rough life causing cauliflower ear, arthritis and his general physical decline, Giles remains a very capable fighter, having often taught the local lads how to throw a punch and slip a grapple.

Though he didn't see as much action as he would like due to his local fame, he had the opportunity to stay sharp playing in the village's traditional football game. Unfortunately it took a turn for the ugly, and Giles along with several others were arrested and due to be executed by Guy of Gisborne. After being broken out by the magi of Sagehollow, he accepted their offer of employment as payment for his continued existence.

Description
Born: 1144 Height: 5'6" Weight: 128lbs Build: Wiry

Characteristics
Strength +2 Stamina +2 Dexterity +1 Quickness +1 Perception -1 Intelligence +0 Presence -1 Communication +1

Virtues

 * Improved Characteristics
 * Lightning Reflexes
 * Tough

Flaws

 * Arthritis
 * Poor Hearing
 * Poor Memory (Names)

Reputations
Iron Fist (Sherwood) 2

Personality Traits

 * Brave +3
 * Loyal +2
 * Proud +1

Key Abilities

 * Brawl
 * Awareness
 * Carouse
 * Folk Ken

Languages
English 5

Abilities

 * Brawl (Punching) 9
 * Awareness (Alertness) 5
 * Language: English (Slang) 5
 * Carouse (Power Drinking) 44
 * Folk Ken (Peasants) 4
 * Athletics (Upper Body Strength) 35
 * Charm (Being Witty) 3
 * Leadership (Intimidation) 3
 * Nottinghamshire Lore (Personalities) 311
 * Profession (Farmer) 3
 * Etiquette (Peasants) 21
 * Guile (Hamming up his age) 25
 * Intrigue (Gossip) 2
 * Survival (Villages) 2
 * Animal Handling (Horses) 1
 * Swim (Cold Waters) 1

Typical Gear
Quilted Cloth

Opinions on Others
Mages The Bird - A quiet lass, but she ain't half as bad as most mages here. At least she lets us go about our business while she does... whatever it is mages like to keep so mysterious. Scary Woman - The lass seems alright, as they go. Doesn't give me the heebie jeebies like a couple of the others. Not one to get on the wrong side of, though - that glare of hers isn't something I want to be on the receiving end of again. Crow Boy - God knows what the damn crows see in him, 'cause he freaks me out. Still, better to have him on my side than not, I reckon.

Companions Tall n' Holy - I worry for the kid - someone that gentle weren't made for a world like this. Still, maybe that's why we need more folk like her. Big Bastard - A big lad with an even bigger mouth. Definitely seems to know his way around with that axe of his, but how can you be that damned big and be that damned useless in a brawl?

Grogs Cook - Big lad can cook. Having him around makes for a nice change from the overcooked stuff the others make. Imp - The little imp's good fun, so long as she ain't turning her mischief onto you. Lucky for both of us she ain't tried nothing on me, I get twitchy when someone sneaks up on me. Bootlicker - Knows his shit, that's for sure. Though it beats me why a lad would spend his life learning about the rich bastards. It ain't exactly like he's gonna be one, is it? Scarry Woman - Poor girl's clearly sweet on young Will. Not sure why, the boy's an oaf, but it's painful seeing that mopey look when he's not about, and that yearning look when he is. Bard - Ain't bards meant to talk? Seems she just hung back until singing time. Still, that was one hell of a show once it started. Mercenary Girl - Lass must have a hell of a time trying to earn a living in battle. Wouldn't see that back in my day... Weasel - Slippery little fella, ain't he? Comes across as friendly enough, but one to watch your coinpurse around. Whatsherface - Not sure who to be more wary of, Silk or this lass. Quiet and watchful - those types are either as dependable as they come, or likely to stab you in the back. It's funny, though - I can never seem to get her face in my mind's eye. Must be my age catching up...

Experience
Spring 1190: Nottinghamshire Lore 5xp Summer 1190: Nottinghamshire Lore 2xp Autumn 1190: Guile 5xp, Etiquette 2xp Winter 1190: Athletics 2xp Spring 1191: Etiquette 9xp (Training) Summer 1191: Carouse 4xp, Athletics 3xp Autumn 1191: Winter 1191: Nottinghamshire Lore 2xp