I know what it was that I saw! I know the truth that lurks in the dark.
Social Rank: 6
Concept: Stalwart Conspiracy Theorist
Marital Status: Single
Hair Color: Golden Brown
Eye Color: Umber brown
Skintone: Weathered Fair
Description: Gerrick is a man who walks taller than he is. His sense of purpose lends him greater size, a bit of swagger. His hair is longish, swept back from his face, darker at the root and lightening to an almost golden brown at the ends. His skin is weathered from a life spent outdoors, what was likely once a uniform fair, is now a bit weathered, lightly redened at the tip of his nose, in the apples of his cheeks. He often wears several days worth of stubble, occasionally slipping into a light beard before on a whim shaving it all away. His smile, when used properly, is a dashingly charming thing. He's often filled with an intense energy that can be either engaging or offputting depending on the time and place.
Personality: It is the one-eyed man who is king over the blind. All his life, Gerrick has been aware that things don't simply happen. There are no coincidences in this world. Things are linked, connected. There is a cause for every effect and yet those around him so infrequently question, instead they blindly accept what answers they are fed. Not Gerrick! He questions, he investigates, he goes seeking those mysteries to bring them into the light! On his own time, that is. While he is a dedicated observer of the unknown and cryptic, he is also dutiful about his professional life as investigator, former Tracker and sometimes guard captain for the Keaton family. He might not always have the free time for his investigations, but he's always paying attention!
Background: Gerrick Bradshaw was born to Gabriella Bradshaw of Okahaven, and an unknown man from... somewhere. Growing up without a father, Gerrick would watch the other children interacting with their dads and often come home to pester his mother with his hundred and one questions about his father. Gabriella was always patient and she would spin the most fantastic tales of the man, his deeds and adventures. There was no question she did not have an answer for and Gerrick took these tales to heart, believing in them so completely it fostered in him a nascent belief of the unrealistic and the ability to accept things some others might reject out of hand.
As he grew older, instead of abandoning the stories of his youth, he set out to prove them all true. Knowing he would need a specific set of skills to accomplish this, he volunteered to join the Keaton Trackers. His inventive mind was an asset, and he often saw connections that others might have missed. He had a knack for stumbling into clues, and though his interpretation was often... unusual, it typically worked for him. His reputation as oddly effective gained him the attention of Margerie Keaton who had him transfered to her personal guard. She shared with him her belief of the Keaton Curse, and Gerrick's fertile mind dug into the story. He became her personal investigator, looking into stories of Keatons past, hunting down rumors and trying to prove (or disprove... but totally prove) the Keaton Curse was real. When his lady and the new young lord were making plans to relocate to Arx, there was no way the faithful Gerrick was going to let them out of his sight in the big bad city.
|Adalyn||Margerie's faithful investigator and a valued member of the Clement staff. I quite agree with his outlook that a bit of disaster can make things more interesting in life. Enjoyable company and a delightful dance partner, particularly with surprise flourishes to keep things entertaining.|
|Amari||He's particular about his drinks especially when he just wants tea, and has many assorted animals following him around which in my opinion speaks well of his character. He's possibly a bit eccentric, but smart people often are.|
|Apollo||The man I remember loomed, terrifying and competent beyond imagining. It's nice to be shown he's human.|
|Ian||Liqueurs to whiskey?!|
|Lisebet||Someone solid and sure in himself.|
|Mabelle||A fighter. He looks tired. Gives the impression of a loyal man.|
|Margerie||Loyal and curious, I am pleased to have my longtime guard back in my employ.|
|Medeia||A peculiar man with all the bearings of an Oathlander. Kind enough, and amusing.|
|Neilda||What -is- that thing crawling on him? It's like... a ferret-cat? A pretty raccoon? I'm so confused.|
|Piccola||House Clement's investigator. We probably need one for House Tessere, but whom? Something to consider and think about. Also seems to have military experience.|
|Poppy||Funny and kind. He makes for great company.|
|Raja||He has very creative ideas for blades! I was privileged to see a bit of his concept. I look forward to seeing Felix finish his piece.|
|Reigna||Gerrick Bradshaw, a loyal captain of the Keaton guard. Retired, at least from our service, but still part of the family.|
|Rowenova||He fell out of a tree, and then he needed scar therapy!|
|Svana||A former soldier turned researcher who has more than a touch of eccentricity to him. Good for conversation.|
|Sydney||I encountered this alleged rabbit while deep in my cups at the Murder. Offered me a drink despite me being obstinate for little enough reason. Don't reckon he's too bad then, for a rabbit imposter.|
|Thea||I have a slight feeling he may need to learn how to hold alcohol better. Or slow it down. Or not drink at all...|
|Vitalis||An unusual specimen for a Keaton Huntsmen in my experience - though I am not an expert by any means. Margerie trusts him, so I trust him.|