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Robert Cullen

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About Robert Cullen

  • Drifter, Prospector

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  • Role
    Supporting Character
  • Playby
    Robert Sheehan
  • Full Name
    Robert Joseph Cullen
  • Goes By
    Bobbie, Rob
  • Profession
    Miner
  • Position
    N/A
  • Birth Date
    11/24/1856
  • Status
    Single
  • Height
    6'
  • Hair Color
    Dark Brown
  • Eye Color
    Green

Physical Description

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Traits & Characteristics

Determined (+)
Stubborn (+/-)
Outgoing (+)
Decent (+)

Personality

Determined - Robert is not a quitter, he has had a hard life but he remains quietly optimistic things will all turn out right, he works hard to make it so too.
Stubborn - He's that in spades, he's not one to give in or give up. At times this can turn into a fault.
Outgoing - He is friendly with a keen sense of humor, doesn't take himself too seriously. Enjoys a good time when he can stumble into one.
Decent - He could have turned to crime but he has retained a sense of decency about him, he's not a saint by any means but overall he would be characterized as a good soul.

Employment

Employment: Self-Employed

  • He's done a lot of jobs already in his young vagabond life. Currently he is trying his luck at mining for gold, enticed by the Gold Rush stories he'd heard back East.

Professional Skills: Manual labor - cutting wood, using a pick axe, various skills involved in menial sorts of jobs.

Expertise

Self Defense: Back East, Robert engaged in a bit of boxing for money. He's been in his share of scraps too so despite his unimpressive physique, he can surprise people when it comes to fisticuffs. He's also tougher than he looks, he can take a punch.

He does own an older model pistol and has been taught how to load it properly. He's even fired a few shots with it at targets with unimpressive results. He can't afford to waste ammo engaging in more marksmanship practice though. It's not like he is going to ever be a gunfighter.

Hobbies & Interests: He's on his own and every day trying to stay alive and eek out a living............no time for hobbies and such. His main interest is make some money!

Aliases / Nicknames

Robbie, Rob, Bobby

Residense(s)

Current Residence

Cabin outside of Kalispell 

Place of Birth

Robert was born in County Dunn in Ireland, family emigrated to US when he was still a baby.

Kith & Kin

Parents: Joseph (deceased), Agnes (deceased, though as of yet he does not know it)

Brothers:

  • Liam - Deceased
  • Ryan - Younger by two years, he ran off and family lost track of him.

Sister: Sylvie - Three years older than Robert, she married and lives somewhere in Midwest, he's lost track of her.

Life Events

1856: Robert was born to tenant farmer Joseph Cullen and his wife, Agnes, their third child. 

1858: The family uproots everything and risks starting all over in America, landing in New York. Encountering hostility to the Irish and lack of work opportunities, the desperate family moves from place to place.

1861: Becoming more aware of things by now, young Robert sees his father enlist in the Union army for some big war someplace. While it's not much, it's at least a wage. His mother does all sorts of menial jobs to help make due.

1864: Joseph returned home from the army minus a leg and in poor health. Oldest brother Liam started stealing to help the family much to his mother's sadness yet they needed what he brought them.

1868: Joseph died of drinking wood alcohol. Agnes took up with another man right after and Liam decided to leave. He offered to take Robert with him and their mother actually gave her blessing on it. The two boys struck out on their own, heading west for adventure or so they hoped.

1870: They made it as far as Chicago in their slow wanderings when Liam got into some trouble with the law and a judge sentenced him to jail for two years. Robert waited for him having to survive on his own. He did but barely. 

1872: Liam was released a few months early due to overcrowding they said and the two young men were back together this time determined to get out of this city and go see the wide open frontier west they kept hearing so many stories about.

1873: The brothers traveled on a wagon train as far as the Dakota Territory, taken along by a traveling merchant to help with his two wagons of goods. Liam 

Character Notes

Animals & Pets: Abercrombie (gray mule)

Player Notes

Character Concept: Young Irish immigrant trying to make a life for himself on his own. Drifter, jack of all trades, mostly master of none.

 

Notes, plotters, and stuff will be updated.

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Recent Posts

  1. Robert Cullen
    Apparently the older man's thoughts were same as his. This could be something valuable alright. And finding a treasure was a hell of a lot less work than trying to pan it out of these mountains tiny granule and nugget at a time, as the young Irishman could attest to. Old Elmer may have gotten really lucky here?
     
    "I suppose I could go with ye inta town then if ye want me to," Robert nodded, the other prospector's excitement was becoming contagious by now.
     
    "I mean....well, I don' be wanna hornin' in on somethin' that's yer find after all," he pointed out, not wanting to be pushy or anything of the sort. He liked and respected Elmer.
     
    @Juls
  2. Robert Cullen
    Robert stepped closer to Elmer's side so he could better look over his shoulder as the man answered.
     
    "Is that so? I didn't think anything could be older than you," he grinned after teasing the veteran prospector, figuring the man was good natured enough to take a little joshing.
     
    The words meant nothing to him - English or no English. If Elmer thought he would be a help, sadly wasn't going to happen.
     
    "Sorry old timer, but I never learnt to read any," he figured he might as well admit the truth.
     
    But Elmer had a plan, take it into town and find someone there who could.
     
    "Aye, that sounds smart, it does," the young man nodded.
     
    But - there was more, Elmer unfolded what was some kind of map too, tucked inside the volume. Elmer pointed to a very specific part of it, up in one corner and was convinced that mark meant something important.
     
    "Could well be. So....are you be sayin' like something he buried then marked it?" Robert immediately thought 'money' or something valuable like that.
     
    @Juls
  3. Robert Cullen
    Turned out the older man had found about enough gold to spend on supplies which was fairly typical sadly enough, Robert nodded sympathetically as that was his typical success too if even that. But Elmer seemed excited about something else he had found and soon showed it to the young Irishman. It was a book, a book in really bad shape too.
     
    "Aye, I know where ye mean," he nodded as to the location described by the other prospector, "Found that there then?"
     
    Elmer had discovered a corpse and with the body apparently this book, nature had done it's worst on the item though. He had buried the corpse properly but kept the book. Nothing wrong with that in Robert's opinion, not like the jasper was ever gonna read it anymore.
     
    "So did ye open it and read some of it? See what it's about?" he was curious.
     
    He hoped Elmer could read because frankly he was barely literate, he could read some common signs in town and he had learned to sign his name though that was barely legible. But read a book, way beyond him.
     
    @Juls
     
     
  4. Robert Cullen
    "Well, says well for ye that you've lived long enough to have that gray hair," teased Robert.
     
    The young prospector then invited the man to join in for some breakfast. Turned out he had already eaten but he was willing to partake in a cup of coffee should it be offered.
     
    "I got coffee, ye be more than welcome to sit and drink a cup while I eat," Bobby then waved him on to follow him to his cabin.
     
    "So you had any luck as of late? I've been findin' way too much fools gold and not enough of the good stuff," the youthful Irishman inquired even as he admitted his own panning frustrations.
     
    @Juls
  5. Robert Cullen
    A cool envigorating, some folks might say, morning had Robert up and already engaged in his usual routine. He started by leading his mule to the river and letting the animal drink. That finished, he tied it to a long line which allowed the beast to do some grazing while he then went about preparing for his day. Not that it would be anything exciting he figured, just another day of expected frustration. And chores of course, such as they were.
     
    When he had first woke up, he renewed the fire in the cabin fireplace so he could prepare a breakfast. But at the moment he was still outside after seeing to the mule when he heard something....someone approach. Turning to locate the sound, he spotted a single rider with a second beast behind the fellow. His momentary worry it might be Indians immediately vanished, in fact he even recognized the individual. Old man Stroud. They'd run into each other on rare occasions, both of them being engaged in the same career....if you could dignify it with that title. The man must have recognized him right at the same time for he waved. Bobby waved right back and let him draw closer.
     
    "Hey there! See the Indians haven't gotten your hair yet!" he called out, his Irish accent quite noticeable.  (ooc: Sorry, I don't really do accents well dialog wise.)
     
    "Doin' alright," Stroud responded then when they were close enough reached down for a handshake which was eagerly accepted by the younger man.
     
    Bobby liked people...make that most people and was a friendly fellow by inclination. Not to mention it was a lonely life out here in the wilderness by oneself. He kept telling himself he needed to get into the closest bit of civilization out here, Kalispell, more often but that often meant spending money and that was something in short supply.
     
    "That be a good thing, same here," Bobby grinned as they shook, "You ate yet? Ye be right welcome to share mine....nothin' fancy ya know."
    @Juls
     
  6. Robert Cullen
    "I surely would be quite the sight, would I not, lass?" Robert had to just shake his head and chuckle, not that he truly believed he'd ever luck out to be that successful. He would settle for an occasional tidy sum to tide him over just long enough til he found some more. Right now money and supplies were tight. But hell..........this was supposed to be a fun evening and worrying about the future was hardly entertaining.  He was here to eat good (free) food and mingle with folks (such as Addy). So it was going well.
     
    Of course the musicians had just completed a high stepping energetic square dance number and now were switching over to a slow mild waltz. He was not much of a dancer not because of any clumsiness, he was quite the opposite but no real opportunities to practice such a skill. For one thing dancing took a willing partner. He glanced at the woman then made up his mind. Worst that could happen would be she would turn him down. But you never know til you try.
     
    "Addy, girl....would you be carin' to step on out on that floor with a two left foot Irishman and try a little dancin'? If I be a bit too forward here, I be apologizing," he made his sales pitch.
     
    TAG: @Adelaide Chappel
  7. Robert Cullen
    "We had some mountains back East, middle of Pennsylvania but be doubtin' they could hold up to those Rockies of yours," Robert observed, "Me, don care much for the cold. Means more layers of clothin' and that's one of many things I don got much of."  He wasn't whining though, he said it all with a smile.
     
    He had to laugh at her optimism though he knew she meant it as a joke, "Oh, I be havin' no trouble spendin' it to be sure. Clothes....shoes without holes in 'em..." He wiggled his boots.
     
    "A house not a cabin the size of an outhouse. Servants to do all me chores. And since it's sounds like ye be offerin', yes, I will hire a driver and would be glad for it to be you. That is if you can stand fer takin' orders from the likes of me?"
     
    TAG: @Adelaide Chappel
  8. Robert Cullen
    "And sorry bout your ma. Good to know you got some family left though," Robert nodded as she filled him in on her own close kin.
     
    Robert wasn't much on geography, no schooling but he was fairly sure Tennessee was down south and quite far away at that too. Her family had suffered in the war too. So many folk had. Even though it might have been a job, Robert was glad he'd never been swept up in the army but then he'd been too young at the time. Still, he could join the cavalry out here in the west, he'd given it some thought but thus far preferred being....as Addy said....his own boss.
     
    "Fraid  I dinna even know where Topeka is?" he had to admit, "Bin thru Chicago...Cincinnati, and Pittsburgh though. Think I be likin'  small places."
     
    Tag: @Adelaide Chappel
  9. Robert Cullen
    Robert laughed, "Me own boss? Supposin' I am. So I probably shouldn't complain any bout the man."
     
    Addy then less than tactfully pointed out a few of the drawbacks and possible futures in this sort of career. Robert couldn't argue with her assessment, things like that happened alright. But he didn't see himself with a lot of options either.
     
    "Aye, could happen. I guess I will just have to see," he shrugged.
     
    She then wondered if he had family to send his so called riches back to. Fair enough question.
     
    "Kind of lost track of where they be now once I headed out west. Me brother...Liam, older brother....convinced me mum to let me go out west with him to seek our fortune. Me da is dead, drank wood alcohol. Liam's passed now too, accident....least he din suffer none. I still got me a sister but she is somewhere in Pennsylvania...less she moved again."
     
    TAG: @Adelaide Chappel
  10. Robert Cullen
    Robert chuckled, "I wasn't there, by the grace of God....but heard it was a grand one. If I was goin' ta engage in some fisticuffs, I'd prefer to get paid for it."
     
    "So, Robert, what is it that ya do around these parts?" Addy asked.
     
    "I look to git rich, lass, and tis a fine career if you can stomach the lack of success....day after day. I pan for gold.  But tis that or be a cowboy and I canna even sit on a horse or throw a rope or herd a cow so seems a wee bit doubtful they'll be hirin' the likes a me," his grin showed he wasn't too disappointed about that.
     
    "Gold?"  A fool's occupation.  "Hard work, that," she commented, "but yer yer own boss, leastways."  She shrugged.  "Reckon there are some who get rich at that an' don't end up with a bullet in yer back an' yer dust in another man's pocket."
     
    Harsh, but true.  Prospecting was hard, messy, thankless work and very few made more than what they needed to survive, much the less get rich.
     
    "So, ya got folks back home ta send yer riches to?"
     
    She wasn't too versed on economy or politics of the World, but she did know that things were hard in Ireland and men were coming here to help support their families.

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