John “Lofty” McBride

“Well, this shite-show has gone arse-ways,”

"Lofty"

The storyteller's right-hand man
Lofty is a strange person, hangs around with the storyteller like a friend but sometimes acts more like a bodyguard. He is such a jovial personality that you’ve never realize how lethal he could be.

Born Dec 25, 1935 (39 at time of climb)

Physical Appearance

Short, chubby, but Super Fit

His snorting laugh was infectious”

Short and stocky to the extreme
Olive skin of an Inca or Chilean to the extreme.
Happy and content with the world around him to the extreme.
Loyal best friend or closest family member to the extreme.
I loved by everyone to the extreme.”

Quirks

Ends every sentence with a laugh
“Ha HAHA”

Role in the Story

Helps move the story along by asking questions and clarifying things

Comic relief, he says stupid stuff in the middle of serious situations

Traits

Likes to hold his substantial belly
never is more than 10 feet from the storyteller