Otis is a hulk of a man and he's had more then his fair share of fights and he's always come out winner. He's got a lot of fights left in him but he doesn't waste his time with young bucks and bar fights, because:
"You see these bright white smiling teeth you of mine ain't my own,
mine rolled away like pebbles down the street in Magnimar. But I left that person cursing and nursing seven broken bones; he only broke three of mine, that makes me the winner.
Now behind this grin I got a steel rod that holds my jaw in place; a trophy of my most successful horseback race. Each morning when I wake and touch this scar across my face it reminds me of all I got by being a winner. Now I broke my back from the dying act of a handsome Harry Clay, that sticky Osirion night I stole his wife away. That woman got uglier, meaner every day but I got her boy and that's what makes me a winner. You gotta speak loud when you challenge me because it's hard for me to hear with a twisted neck, these migraine pains, and this big ole' cauliflower ear. If it wasn't for this glass eye of mine why I'd shed a happy tear to think of all the things these boys'll get by being a winner. I got arthritic elbows, I got dislocated knees; from picking fights with thunderstorms and charging into trees. My nose been broke so often I might lose if I sneeze.. and people say they still wanna be a winner. These young fighters remind of my younger days when I used to clench my knuckles white, but for now I'm gonna sit right here and sip this beer all night. If there's something that you got to prove by winning some silly fight; well okay I quit I lose you're the winner tonight."
