Mr White. Operator and chief banker at the First Probity bank. White took over this well established bank from his father after returning from the war. After coming back from the War Mr. White had lived in his fathers home till he had enough money. Then He moved into a small house on the outskirts of town. Recently White moved into the culdesac after earning enough money from his role at the bank. Now with a pleasant life, Mr White is looking for a Pleasant wife. A woman who he could have kids with, and grow old with, a woman who would put up with his sleepless nights. But while he looks he will be there, at the First Probity Bank, in his office on the second floor, working till late.

White's Bank, a grand place. The First Probity bank is a two story building. As you enter the lobby, and look around you will see that there is a teller booth in front of you, to the right along the wall is seating and the occasional potted plant, on the right wall is a staircase leading to the second level. To the left is a locked door, probably where John's storage or his back room. As you go up the marble stairs you will pass a tall grandfather clock. At the summit of the stairs is a balcony with Dark Oak Railings. The Wrap around balcony overlooks the bank floor. The floor is an alternating black and white marble pattern. Continuing along the balcony you will come to three doors. The one on the right is Mr White's Office, in the middle the men's bathroom, and the left the women's.


Mr White's clients tied with a mortgage would find, that if they read the carefully worded contracts closely. That by signing this contract they will have to provide White a dinner, and provide entertainment, whenever White decides to drop by.
While White was in Europe he saw, did, and heard some very unpleasant things, causing White to dream the horrors of war at night. The main reason the neighborhood would see White up early is not because he is an early riser, but because he woke up in his dark room sweating, and crying. Normally a long walk in the cold dawn clears his mind and allows him to get on with his day.

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Eric White was the son of John White who was the son of Eric White and so on. Eric White is John's father, a father who taught John about banking. Eric now works for his son but will be retiring soon. John's mother and brother died on a fire causing John and Eric to grow closer.

Frank, younger brother of John Died at the early age of 7. John blames him self for the unavoidable tragedy that lead to Franks death.

Mille, mother of John died early with her son Frank in a fire. Mille was the daughter of a military family and encouraged John to join the army.


John and Helen go back to High school, but after they went their separate ways, Helen apparently still lives in Probity and is single, making a possible option for John

He’s a mild mannered man that would greet you with a smile and tells you to have a nice day as you leave. Despite the fact that dealing with animal parts gets messy, he definitely puts an emphasis on cleanliness so you probably don’t have to worry about your choice cut’s cleanliness. His store also makes sure that you have fresh and quality meat everyday whenever and wherever you may need it. If you’re lucky, you can even catch Mrs. Goodwin, Daryl’s darling but asocial wife, helping around the store when she’s not busy sewing or knitting wonderful clothes and adorable little tapestries. But more often than not, young Jonah tends to man the store when his uncle’s not around.

On special occasions, however, you can even approach him for any special meat procurement that isn’t the usual pork, beef, or chicken. He’s also a hunter, after all. Had been all his life. Just remember to tell him in advance and he will likely do it for you.

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<sub>No one is really sure where he came from. Well, except his parents. No one is really sure whose his parents are. Well, except his parents. However, his parents have clearly never claimed him. And therefore, by default, Filthy Frank has no idea where he came from either. All anyone knows (except for his parents), Frank just kind of rolled like a tumbleweed into town on one of those patriotic 4th of July celebrations and caused some ruckus with the neighborhood kids when the fireworks were painting the sky in America's favorite red, white and blue; and sometime after that, it was made apparent that no one and nothing was going to make this hobo leave town. Frank was here to stay... homeless (and flithy):

Good Samaritans have tried to take him in and show him what a real, good American family is like, but for some strange or bizarre reason, Filthy Frank doesn't seem to have the ability to stick around with the civilized for very long. It is as if he prefers to be homeless and roam the streets like some filthy animal as opposed to living like a sophisticated human being. It is supposed that he is probably just too wild to be tamed, now. Nonetheless, there's a sweet charm to spotting Filthy Frank, sitting and humming on the side of the road offering the women roses that he plucked from [FIXME: sandman9913's Character's Name]'s deceased wife's rose garden. In fact, the town sees him like some sort of tune-caroling mascot. Plus, he usually doesn't cause much of any trouble aside from his foul smell and odd habit of stealing pies from windowsills to feed to the birds at the public park. Sometimes, he causes a riot just to get off the streets during the winter, but it's never something the public truly is shocked to see a Molatto do. It's not like he can magically cleanse his nigger-half because his locks aren't kinky.</sub>

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