Matthew Garis

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Matthew.​



"Matthew-? Is that you?"
A man, tall and in his early thirties, looked up from behind the counter of the Bar in Anchorhead. His yellow eyes squinted, trying to remember the man who sat before him. Suddenly, the man's scarred mouth formed into a grin, laughing, he said.
"Aye, 'course I remember ya, 'ow could Oi forget?"
"Well yes, it is memorable moments like those that, sometimes, I'd rather forget."
"Aye, Oi understand that."
"I see life's been good to you, how's your family?"
"Doin' betta mate, doin' betta."

The man reached under the bar and brought out a bottle of Sarlacc Kicker. As he popped the top the other man laughed and remarked.
"You know me well, too well really."
Smiling, the man poured him a glass and said.
"Watch yaself, last man that drank some o' that ended up passed out on mah bar floor, had to sweep 'im out with the rest o' the trash that blows through 'ere."
Winking, the man drained the cup and said.
"Don't you worry about me, I can handle my drinks!"

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In the morning of another Tatooine day with the rising of the two suns, Matthew Garis was seen hauling off the unconscious form of William Harn and flinging him onto the dust outside. Sighing, Matthew rolled up his sleeves, revealing dark tattoos on his left arm in a language he couldn't understand. 'Birthmarks' he would often refer to them as. He tightened the leather strapped that held a plate of leather on the innermost part of his arm. The leather, appearing to be harmless and quite useless, held a blade nine inches long.

A nearby Hutt mercenary stopped behind Matthew and remarked.
"Isn't that the guy you was talkin' too last night?"
Matthew nodded and ran a hand through his greasy, dry brown hair. The mercenary laughed and said.
"Quite the pathetic one, ain't he? Where do you know him from again-?"
Matthew shrugged. Placing his hands into his uniform pockets, he stated.
"What are ya talkin' 'bout, I 'ave never seen this man before last noight, probably got me mixed up wit' somebody else."
The Mercenary appeared puzzled, and asked.
"Then why was you pretending to be all buddy buddy with the likes of him?"
"'Cause, people loike him spend every cent they 'ave at a bar they think they're friend is workin' at. An' he did."
As Matthew started to walk about into the bar, the Merc added.
"Oh, ye, also. Remember Matthew, your next payment to the Hutts is due next week, and it's double, since you missed the last one. When you gamble your money away like that with such a large borrowed sum, there is bound to be consequences. You'll be paying off the Hutts for the rest of your life."
"Aye, Oi know, so don't remoind me."

The Hutt nodded and left. Matthew entered his bar and got behind the counter. Fondly brushing his hand across DXR6 heavy carbine that was hidden on the back wall of the counter. Oh yes, he should be paying off the Hutts for the rest of his life. After all, he had borrowed ten thousand credits from the Hutts, as well as using every cent he had, to send his five year old daughter and wife off to Ruusan. They were farmers now, living happily with him sending half his of his profits to them every month. But he didn't intend to live like this forever, no. He would get out, get enough money, and get to Ruusan to be with his family.

He hadn't seen them in two years, and he was dying to. Just as well, his trigger finger was also itching to get out there and see them. He just had to. Before it was too late.

Age: 34
Faction: Civilian, Anti-Hutt
Occupation: Bartender
Height: 5'11
Weight: 173 LBs

Skills:
An excellent shot and very strong. He has been training himself anf his body for the last two years with the full intention of fighting his way off Tatooine soon. He is also an excellent improviser, and quite a good bartender.
 
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Interesting character. I think I might have one my characters get to know you.
 

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Ooooh, a bartender is he? Good thing both my dudes like to get their drink on! Hope I'll get to meet him somewheres.
 

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Ooooh, a bartender is he? Good thing both my dudes like to get their drink on! Hope I'll get to meet him somewheres.

Seriously didn't notice your people were drinkers until after I made this bio, either way, I think it would be expected for him to know them. Seeing as they are probably frequenters :D
So it may be inevitable that they'll meet.
 

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Haha yeah, I'm pretty sure I made that distinction in their bios...if not I had intended to and just forgot.

But who else would they go to for rumors and the like but the tender of a bar? It works out perfectly.
 
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