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|Image          = [[File:Owtd-ahostetler.jpg|200px]]
 
|Image          = [[File:Owtd-ahostetler.jpg|200px]]
|Name            = Richard "Hoss" Hostetler
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|Name            = Arnette Hossenfelder
|Origin          =  
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|Born            = 1817 (60)
 
|Role            = Livery Owner
 
|Role            = Livery Owner
 
|Group          = [[:Category:Babylon|Babylon]]
 
|Group          = [[:Category:Babylon|Babylon]]
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|Status          = NPC (Active)
 
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<p>AKA "Hoss"</p>
 
<p>AKA "Hoss"</p>
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=Tropes=
 
=Tropes=
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[https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GentleGiant Gentle Giant]; [https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HonorBeforeReason Honor Before Reason]
  
 
=Details=
 
=Details=
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<p>His past is a bit of a mystery, as he generally avoids talking about it. "Hoss" says was born sixty years ago, somewhere back East. It's generally inferred he is a freed slave, who worked with his master's horses in his youth. However he got there, the story goes that he ended up in San Fransisco, and joined up with the California Company on their way to the San Juan Mountains of Southwest Colorado to found a new mining camp, what would eventually be incorporated as [[:Category:Babylon|Babylon]]. He's been running the livery at the camp, and the town, since it began. He's a good fellow, does a good job, and helps people whenever he can. But he still can't seem to shake the idea that he's somehow a lesser being, and lives in constant fear that he's one wrong word or deed away from being thrown out of town.</p>
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<!--<p>During the Reprisal Raid (presumably by the McCastle gang), he was too afraid to fight back, so he hid in the livery and did his best to avoid attracting the raiders' attention—their attention was focused on main street, so the livery was mostly spared. Afterward, he helped put out fires and tend the injured, and nobody ever called him out as a coward. Even so, he still feels terrible about it, and avoids talking or looking at anyone, lest they bring it up. </p>
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<p>The eventual arrival of the [[Bill Hatcher|new marshal]] and his deputies brought a significant amount of bullying with it, and these days, he's of half a mind to walk away from the enterprise entirely.</p>-->
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*Don't want no goddamned trouble. Don't need no goddamned trouble…
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*Ain't had a drop of liquor in seventeen years
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*His expectations of ill-will/treatment by others are (usually) unjustified
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*Won't tolerate being called a liar
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===Contact===
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Category: Technical/Trade (Equines)
  
 
=Traits=
 
=Traits=
Horse expert, with some veterinary ability; can read/write and cypher "just enough"
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Big-guy, still strong for his age; Professional animal-handling (horses); Basic veterinarian (horses); Basic blacksmithing; Reads & cyphers "well enough"; Mostly harmless; Honest-to-a-fault; Shy; Low self-esteem, sometimes leading to low-grade depression
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=The Livery=
  
 
=Notes=
 
=Notes=
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*[[Mahanui Greene|Manny's]] employer
  
 
[[Category:Old West-The Debt]][[Category:Personalities (OWTD)]][[Category:Babylon]]
 
[[Category:Old West-The Debt]][[Category:Personalities (OWTD)]][[Category:Babylon]]

Latest revision as of 08:20, 16 November 2024

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Name Arnette Hossenfelder
Born 1817 (60)
Role Livery Owner
Group Babylon
Status NPC (Active)
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AKA "Hoss"

Actor: Richard Gant, ref: Deadwood

Concept

Mild-Mannered Businessman

Tropes

Gentle Giant; Honor Before Reason

Details

His past is a bit of a mystery, as he generally avoids talking about it. "Hoss" says was born sixty years ago, somewhere back East. It's generally inferred he is a freed slave, who worked with his master's horses in his youth. However he got there, the story goes that he ended up in San Fransisco, and joined up with the California Company on their way to the San Juan Mountains of Southwest Colorado to found a new mining camp, what would eventually be incorporated as Babylon. He's been running the livery at the camp, and the town, since it began. He's a good fellow, does a good job, and helps people whenever he can. But he still can't seem to shake the idea that he's somehow a lesser being, and lives in constant fear that he's one wrong word or deed away from being thrown out of town.

  • Don't want no goddamned trouble. Don't need no goddamned trouble…
  • Ain't had a drop of liquor in seventeen years
  • His expectations of ill-will/treatment by others are (usually) unjustified
  • Won't tolerate being called a liar

Contact

Category: Technical/Trade (Equines)

Traits

Big-guy, still strong for his age; Professional animal-handling (horses); Basic veterinarian (horses); Basic blacksmithing; Reads & cyphers "well enough"; Mostly harmless; Honest-to-a-fault; Shy; Low self-esteem, sometimes leading to low-grade depression

The Livery

Notes