Christopher Eamon Brady

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Description

Chris is built like a brick chimney—broad through the shoulders, heavy in the fists, and steady on his feet. His nose has been broken more than once, but his smile still flashes boyish and genuine, even mid-swing. He dresses simple: rolled shirtsleeves, suspenders, worn boots, and a rosary wrapped around one wrist. He carries the kind of strength you feel before you see it—and the kind of heart that makes people follow him without thinking.

Personality

Chris is loyalty made flesh. He's not a leader, but a cornerstone—steady, dependable, and unshakably devoted to Sean, Meab, and the old neighborhood. He fights like a steam engine and talks like a dreamer, often quoting Yeats or Kavanagh between jabs. He believes violence should mean something, and if it doesn’t, he makes sure it does.

Habits

Tapes Irish poems into the inside of his coat, changes them out monthly

Touches the rosary on his wrist before every fight and after every win

Keeps an old tin box of dried clover in his pocket “for the fallen”

Hums Irish folk songs while drinking, louder the more bruised he is

Hooks & Angles

May have feelings for Meab, but keeps them buried under guilt and tradition

Was approached by Outfit recruiters—he said no, but never told Sean

Still visits his old high school boxing coach, who’s gone half-mad and sees ghosts

Once fought off three ICB enforcers with a broken chair and a quote from The Green Helmet

His father got caught up in some of the worst of the '19 race riots, those ghosts still haunt the family

Year of Birth

1921 CE 32 Years old

Birthplace

Canaryville, Chicago

Eyes

Bright blue, often bruised but never dull

Hair

Dark brown, kept short and combed back

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Ruddy, scar across the left eyebrow, strong jaw

Height

6'2"

Weight

225 lbs.

Belief/Deity

Irish Catholic, quietly devout