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Name: Stephen “Dionsio” Mercury. (Originally: Dionsio Mercurio de Pizarra)
Age: 30~40s
Birthday: Sept 27th
Race: Human
Gender:  Male
Height:  5’6”
Weight: 130
Occupation & Rank: Brothel Owner & Adventure Capitalist
Affiliation(s):  (Owner) The Bend Knee Brothel, Pizarra’s Estate, (Former member) Rusk Rustler Gang, Law Practice & General Store Investor

Appearance:

Background: 
	Dinosio’s grandparents fought in the Mexican War of independence.  The Pizarra’s were awarded a bit of land out in current day Texas to retire on. They were mostly a family of masons, and not only built their own home, but practically the town around it virtually. Unfortunately the legacy of the family’s lands would not stick around as long as expected.
The Texas Revolution had broken the family apart both metaphorically & literally. None of the family had agreed with the Mexican government as a whole, though some most had sympathized and supported the emancipation & abolishment from slavery. Once the revolution has completed, the Pizarra family was supposed to have their land seized, as they were placed as secondary ‘citizens’ over the Texas government of the time. Due to Dionsio’s father, Luis who practiced reading the law, as upcoming lawyer. As some of their family was near the events of the Alamo, and had likely died to the events, possibly in favor of Texas’ rule. While they were violently removed & separated from the lands, the deed to the estate was tied up in legal processing & forgotten due to clerical oversight. Leaving it technically, in the family.
Luis had labored through Dionsio’s young years, until they were caught up in the yellow fever epidemic. Dionsio fell into light thievery and odd jobs until he ran across his steady employment as a scout for a “cowpoke” company for Rudo, a freed man. The pay was small though steady. They were transferring more than cattle, sneaking enslaved persons to freedom and abolitionist towns to hide them. The cattle were sometimes rustled, and snuck away to fence for money too. Jobs were getting dangerous, and soon they’d upgrade from simple transport.
The most dangerous job turned into a practical robbery of a developing railroad. Dinsio ended up with his left knee being blasted whilst he was disguised. Forcing him into a retirement, which Rudo had reassured things would be taken care of. It seemed Rudo had been investing large portions of the pay for jobs for Dinosio’s future, taking a large chunk of their cut in the process.  However with the pay from it, he was able to full win back his family’s estate, and purchase a place for himself. His old family home is rented out for the time being, though one day he hopes to move back.
The Bend Knee Brothel was a business they helped build from the ground up. He has some investment in a law practice in name of his retired fathers, and some smaller investment in a general store. The Bend Knee Brothel is rather his shining jewel. It’s space is used mostly to help with underground fencing, and hiding persons from unjust pursuit if needed. Certain guests may even end up disguised as one of the servicers to aid in their hiding. 
	
Personality:

Skills/Traits:  
Scouting- Searching and spotting around different terrain for various dangers. Memorizing the landscape and different landmarks on it to help navigate and avoid environmental or person caused hazards accordingly. 
Marksmanship- A sureshot, especially with rifles. He’s no gunslinger, but he’s able to shoot a gun out of a person’s hand from across town or hit a can from over a tenth of a mile. When he lines up to shoot, he’s going to hit though it may take a breath. 
Bluff- Able to lie, or fake his expression as easy as he breathes. He could say you he has a complete royal flush without any sense of a tell, only to have nothing better than a pair of two’s and a stick of bubblegum. He can cover up his expression as easily as he can breathe without giving a hint otherwise.
Multi-Lingual- English, Spanish, Cherokee and some phrases in a couple other languages to get by. Truth be told. He speaks fluently in only a couple able to write in them too. In Cherokee he speaks a bit falteringly and in anything else, he may be able to get a few phrases. 

Likes*:
Lawyers/Attorneys
Card Games
Dice Games
Sturdy Architecture
Dislikes*:
Law Enforcement
Storms
Shotguns

Weaknesses*:
Bad Knee- His left knee is heavily damaged. He won’t be running anytime soon, and he can struggle up to a basic jog if he has a cane with him. Otherwise, he’s walking or fast walking just about everywhere.
Astraphobia-  A freezing fear of lightning & thunder. The thunder is rather the signifier, while lightning is what he’s actually afraid of. Seeing it sparks a ‘freeze’ reaction out of him. It would leave him trembling.
Game Invitation- He can’t turn down a game invitation to most traditional games (with the exception of chess) even from his worst enemies. At a gaming table, one could mention they’ve committed the worst atrocities known to man, and he wouldn’t do a thing until the person left the table.
Person of Interest- He has little to no respect for law enforcement, especially law enforcement of the United States. He would provide no information to them in the best of times. On top of that, he has some other deals & persons that go through his brothel (but not necessarily him) that he’d take care to keep quiet about, or cover up. 
While he was disguised, and a lot younger he was also part of a criminal gang to worry about as well. Which can run him into some trouble. 

Misc.*:

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