Welcome to Choteau, Montana, in 2018. What was once only a small city focused on fossils, has now started to turn into an equestrian mecca. Everyone still knows everyone, so the question remains, what will you become?
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Markings: Old, faded scars behind his neck and between his shoulder blades. Young, fresh, barely mended scars on his knuckles. Has a tree with Celtic knots for roots tattooed on his left side across his ribs in dark red ink (measures about 13" top to bottom).
Height: 6'
Weight: 145lbs.
Build: Thin and wiry, but apt to fill out someday with proper nutrition.
Personality
On first encounter, Lachy presents as a friendly enough guy, easy to talk to and open, but at his core, he's more indifferent and reserved, keeping people at arm's length. His first and only concern is himself. While he can keep positive relationships and acquiantanceships, any feelings of friendship or comradery are generally not returned by Lachy -- he has simply learned to adapt and play along. Although he is detached and will never admit it, he's still quietly seeking his place in the world.
Likes: Companionship -- he is a social person and likes to have conspirators, but he doesn't feel obliged to make anyone a permanent fixture in his life. He would get a pet, however, he is not fit to own a dog as they require too much care and attention, and cats are treacherous anyway.
Fine dining -- nothing says "you're successful" more than a belly of expensive cuisine, in Lachy's opinion. He doesn't get the chance often, but occasionally he can con his way into a fancy dinner.
Risks -- he enjoys the rush from getting into trouble. He particularly likes trespassing or breaking and entering (being anywhere that he's not supposed to be).
Dislikes: Commitment -- Lachy can't commit to showing up at an appointment on time, let alone commit in relationships.
Routine -- nothing sounds duller to the young man than following a set pattern. Wake up at a certain time each day, go about hygiene rituals, scurry off to a job, and repeat the next day? Lachy thinks not.
Authority -- generally in regards to law enforcement, which he views as corrupt. Probably also wouldn't get along with a demanding boss.
Strengths: Resourceful -- whether he needs to hitch-hike, panhandle, or scrounge, this boy will always find a way to survive. His tactics are typically a mite more refined than the aforementioned, but whatever it comes down to, he will do.
Cunning -- this is where that refinement comes into play; Lachy is a fledgling con artist, taught what he knows by a big wig in the underground business. The two have since parted ways, but Lachy has taken those lessons and attempted to further develop his methods.
Charismatic -- every con man must show some charisma. Luckily for the young man, he comes by it naturally.
Weaknesses: Unmotivated -- while he is probably smart enough to do something with his life, he finds his current path easier and has no plans of educating himself or putting his skills to proper use.
Irresponsible -- he can't even care for a houseplant (not that he has a house or home to keep that plant in anyway).
Possessive -- Lachy doesn't have much, but anytime anyone tries to take something of his, his reaction is highly negative. It doesn't even have to be something of personal or monetary value to him, it's simply the fact that they're taking what's his.
Hypocritical -- this must be included because of the above point made, and the fact that he is somewhat of a thief...
History
Killarney, Kerry, Ireland 1997 -- Born out of wedlock, Ean never knew his father and two years after his birth, his biological mother put him up for adoption after struggling down to her last dollar and accepting that she could not provide for a child on her own. By that time, he was in poor health and his foster placement was delayed as he spent time in the pediatric ward recovering. When he was healthy enough to be placed, he went to a foster family that used him to collect government stipends until his caseworker caught onto their game and revoked custody. At that time, the church took him in as a ward of the boarding school.
During the summer months, he was fostered in respite care homes. Many families in this line of fostering ended up seeking to adopt the children staying with them, but not the families that Ean stayed with. He was a trouble maker. Mostly due to the ill-humor of a child that had never been taught better, he pulled puppy tails and drew on the walls. He slammed doors, fought with other kids, and stomped around in flower beds. It wasn't until he was ten that a family from America showed interest in adopting him.
His new parents had taken countless hours of adoption education classes for raising an older child of the system and it showed. Ean's behavior started to turn around, despite his initial phase of rebellion. Their patience was new to Ean and it eventually wore him down, coaxing him to become more compliant and even start to seek their praise.
That was all well and good, but Ean wasn't the only child in the home. He had an older brother, Brenden, who was a biological son. Brenden had grown out of the "wanting-a-little-brother" phase by the time the adoption was finalized and did not take to Ean. At first he showed little interest in bonding, but later, when they were alone, he had a tendency to be violent. Ean hid the bruises, afraid to rock the boat until things got so bad that he couldn't stand it.
He went to his parents who were shocked and doubtful, but to their credit they gave him a fair chance. Unfortunately, an investigation brought up no hard proof and they turned on him, defending their blood son and blatantly remorseful for buying into Ean's accusations. He was sent away in disgust and returned to the foster system where he was blacklisted and would stay until he aged out.
At eighteen, he was put out on the streets with a parting sum of $200. Of course, that didn't last long and the homeless, unemployed young man decided he only had two choices: prostitution or theft. He chose the latter.
He managed to survive on what he stole here and there, but eventually, it caught up to him. Caught red-handed while he was breaking into a parked car, Ean thought he'd reached the end of the line and was about to be carted off to jail, but the owner of the car had something else in mind. The supposed benefactor proposed that the young man come to work for him. He owned a few racehorses and wanted a "groom." As it turns out, he soon had Ean running an underground betting operation and other shady side hustles.
After a year or so of that, Ean decided it was time to move on and returned to his nomadic lifestyle.
Welcome to Choteau, Montana, in 2018. What was once only a small city focused on fossils, has now started to turn into an equestrian mecca. Everyone still knows everyone, so the question remains, what will you become? 
