Name: Morrison Crowley.
Age: 56.
Physical Description:
Morrison stands at 5'7" and still appears somewhat burly in his older age though he does have a small hunch from age.
Role: Caretaker.
Personality:
Positives- Defines hardworking, never took the easy route his whole life.
-His age has given him a lifetime of experience to draw on.
-Fairness is something he lives by and he thinks everyone one will get their fair shake in the end whether it be good or bad.
-There is an obvious intelligence about the man in his expression and eyes beyond his life experience though what it is most don't care to figure out.
-He is a normally calm, respectful individual when he isn't working or otherwise occupied.
Negatives- He makes a mule seem agreeable considering how set in his ways he is.
-He is a rather private man preferring to keep most of his business to himself, a loner to some or secretive to others however one chooses to look.
-If there is something to be said about the older man one is to not invoke his anger because is rarely ends well for the recipient.
-The man can be rather cold to strangers and locals alike, he is not a social man and intends to keep it that way.
-His memory is starting to slip ever so slightly as he nears his sixties, though it is mostly unnoticed by anyone but his daughter, if at all.
Biography: Morrison was born, raised, and never thought to leave the peaceful little town of Ashenport because in his eyes there was hardly a better place to settle down for a simple hardworking man. When he was young he was quite different from the old man everyone knows in current times and learning of it might prove a shock to some who doubted the possibility. He was happy and outgoing with a town full of friends during his younger years and he enjoyed every minute of it on the advice of his parents who were lifelong residents themselves. There wasn't a patch of dirt he didn't know in the town and surrounding area because exploring the outdoors was a wonderful way to forget school as well as finding places no one else knew about. Then of course finding more about the asylum and graveyard beyond it was something all the local kids wanted to do out of curiosity, Morrison was no different though he would eventually have a more lasting tie to them later in life. As he got a bit older he ended up with a kid sister whom he did care about though he was starting to become a more quiet mature person making for a rather boring older sibling. He knew he could never leave Ashenport unlike many of his friends who left over time which had a bit of an impact on him in knowing he might not see any of them again.
Morrison ended up working in the asylum as an orderly for the original caretaker of the building looming above the town. It was one hell of a time for him seeing just how bad people could get which came as a surprise to him not ever having known it. However, if he was good at one thing it was dedicating himself to the task at hand no matter how unpleasant it was for him. His family life suffered because of it of course with him getting absorbed into his routine often forgetting his younger sister was there at all, not to mention his parents who got a bit worried about him at times because he denied himself the chance to be around others while he burned the candle at both ends. He eventually had to slow down which happened in a peculiar way, because the current caretaker rose him up to a less intensive job while still being important. It gave him more time to be with his family which helped ease the stress which he put himself under while helping to keep the household going. It went great for a few years like that and he could hardly have complained about it up until a life changing event struck him rather hard.
Morrison was beside himself when his father died to a fatal heart attack, it apparently ran in the family. He shutdown emotionally for months afterwards resembling a machine more than the still strong, proud young man he was. If it took a toll on his mother and sister he hardly noticed it just wanting to work for his pay, eat, and sleep to keep distracted from the loss he felt. He eventually came back to his senses doing his best to make up for his inability to be part of the family though any damage was already done but he did his best feeling guilty for not being there in spirit. His mother ended up leaving to stay with relatives unable to stay where her husband died, it was far too painful, leaving Morrison to take care of his sister which he did without question to the best of his ability.
It went like that for a long time, him taking care of her but never really able to be an older brother more like a makeshift father who was almost always working to bring in the money for both of them. He had risen up through the ranks of the asylum staff to the assistant of the now seventy year old caretaker who was still going despite his age, the younger man admired his dedication seeing him as almost a replacement for the father he lost. Not long later he got word of his mother passing in a city he never cared to remember but it meant he inherited the house and he became more like a strict father to his sister seeming to not care quite in the same way he used to about the young woman who would eventually move out leaving him alone. This absence of another person left a void for him which took time for him to fill and when he finally did he was married to the woman who would be his first wife.
Morrison had felt something he had been missing for a long time and unable to find, happiness. He had emotionally separated himself for years but opening up had a healing effect on him to an extent making him feel better than he had in a long time. He realized the money he was making wasn't enough when he realized his wife was pregnant and he found a rather unorthodox way of looking for money. There was far to much pride in him to get a loan and considering he worked only a short distance from the graveyard he armed himself with a shovel and started digging graves as a side job while keeping his normal hours at the asylum, though he was really looking through coffins in hopes of finding something worth a large chunk of change. His former employer soon kicked the bucket and the younger man's surprise he became the caretaker of the asylum himself at the request of the old man in his will. It would be a job he kept until current time in the memory of the man he admired and more income for his family.
There was hardly a happier moment in his life than when his first daughter was born and it would be his motivation to keep his work going so his wife and child would never have to lift a finger. It worked for awhile though he did worry about his family being alone but his wife assured him they would be fine and seemed accepting enough of his choice to keep them together while he was gone for long hours though she worried about him equally. It was working fine up until he came home early to surprise his family only to find a drunk driver had crashed into his wife. Something in him shattered that day and it was the same day that he put his daughter under the care of the town preacher finding himself unable to care for her without his wife and it being his greatest regret upon realization of what he had done. His grief made him withdraw deep into himself for years causing him to sever ties with practically everyone in town at the time, he became as close to a hermit as possible despite getting food and the like on occasion. There was nothing he wanted to do with the rest of the townspeople so he kept to himself ignoring the rest of Ashenport for several years unable to bring himself around.
Morrison ended up remarrying and having another daughter which sort of brought him back to reality, though he had never truly gotten over his first marriage. He managed to shorten his hours he spent at work to stay close to his family not willing to let them get broken because of his absence. As well as they hid it, him and his second wife had issues between each other which eventually blew up into a full scale argument over their daughter's future in which his wife decided to get away and go out of state to visit family, an idea Morrison got behind quite easily in his anger. He has done his best to be a good father and attempt to make it up to himself for his failure during his first marriage, though money wasn't entirely an issue this time because of some business he had made over the asylum and graveyard. He still hardly socializes with anyone but his own daughter finding it far easier to ignore them as much as possible and deal with them when absolutely necessary.
Relationships:
Vlad Simkov- If there is one thing Morrison can tell about the man when he had the unfortunate timing to have to talk to him is that he has a past that vexes him. That and the man is a snake in the grass as far as he can tell, the old man really doesn't like him.
Rory Asuda- The younger man seems to be a decent enough person, hates Simkov which is a relatable point, but he seems to look down on the town itself which annoys the long time resident. Morrison had stayed in the town because it was his way and he couldn't imagine staying if he was unhappy with the location as a whole, he feels a bit of pity for the kid though he wouldn't mention it.
Mellory Grennich- Morrison was surprised that there was someone who could match him grump for grump that was nearly a quarter of his age, though he respects the need to be alone. It is rather hard to kick the old man out of anywhere and he never speaks unless the mood strikes him so there have been few confrontations between him and the young woman but she keeps the store running so he will keep shopping as he pleases for a long time to come.
Audrey Crowley- Audrey is the pride and joy of Morrison. He has noticed her ambitiousness, something he is proud of in a way, though he worries she might not like what she finds when the girl gets older and likely leaves Ashenport but he would still stand by the decision.
Montana Crowley- If anything has remained constant in his life its that Morrison never stops worrying about family. The relationship has been rocky since she left but he would have a place for her regardless and her recent attempts to reconnect have been positive for both of them. The interaction between his daughter and sister make him happy as if the family was more or less complete.
Myles Reeve- Morrison doesn't know much about the mayor beyond him trying to be friendly to everyone. Though he does keep the asylum in line so every now and again he has to talk to the man about business. He has no ill will towards him as of yet or any like of the man, a neutral stance as it were.
Nightmare: Morrison's dreams have lately held one figure in particular that often causes him to wake up in cold sweats and leave him unable to return to sleep for hours at a time. A woman in a wedding gown with the shroud pulled over her head, deathly pale skin from what is visible, who continues to move to him slowly drawing out the suspense before throwing the shroud off to show the twisted face. It is literally twisted with the mouth enlarge covering the entire bottom half of the face with what seems like rows upon rows of dagger like teeth with the bunched and strained skin above showing one dead, solid black eye through the folds. The hands appear to have thorns which help it grip onto him while it engulfs his head in the mouth. Then he always wakes up having the feeling he knows exactly why this image keeps coming back to him night after night in the most recent week.