Peter Culliford

Executive Vice President

It is rare that a man sees and experiences as much as Culliford has, but most men do not live for an excess of five centuries. Despite his elderly, well-worn appearance, cool manner, and reserved demeanor, Peter Culliford is as sharp and as ruthlessly manipulative as they come.

Once a priest in the medieval Catholic Church, Culliford delighted in the power that came with speaking for God. Fully aware that in this day and age, celebrity culture, consumer greed, and government-induced paranoia have replaced God, he envisions a global holocaust of everything natural brought about not by Pentex itself, but by the world population who slavishly do anything for the love of everything Pentex has to offer. Through this vision, he approved Lamont’s procurement and development of the RED Network, one of the world’s most popular entertainment news networks.

Culliford takes an obscene level of enjoyment from incidents of mass hysteria and spree killing. He monitors brush wars around the globe, putting a significant level of Pentex resources in to the area to keep the war going to spread the worldwide despair and hopelessness he desires. He is a shrewd individual, and fully intends to see his company in control while bringing the rest of the world to heel.

Peter Culliford has never stopped hearing what he refers to as the voice of God, but deep within his twisted brain he knows it better as the Defiler Wyrm. It came as some surprise to Culliford and the other Directors when in the last decade he began to age for the first time in centuries. Out of desperation and through the advice of those on the Board with loyalty to the longstanding Director, Culliford went about revising his staid tactics and worked with his longtime rival Benjamin Rushing on a new focus in the corporate direction. He voluntarily stepped down as Executive Director at this time. The Wyrm has yet to confirm whether Culliford has done enough to preserve his immortality, with the new Executive Vice President now working feverishly to prevent the onset of death through something as ignoble and bland as old age.