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Excesmyr
Guest
Original poster
WIP
Name: Alexander "Broker" Turner
Alex is a small one. He's just a bit smaller than your average wastelander. He usually keeps a hood over his head that covers his short black hair and dark skin. He has a rather square jaw, and he also lacks the ruggedness of most wastelanders. He never really got into many fights or seen the worst the wasteland had to offer, so he's not really toned or hardened. Still, years of running and hiding had kept this young man in shape.
He ususally wears his black jacket with a red stripe. It was one of the pre-war clothing that stood out from the rest, so he kept it. His shirt underneath was a dark blue button-up shirt.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:
S- 2
P- 6
E- 3
C- 6
I- 7
A- 7
L- 8
Tag skills:
-Speech- Dealing with people are easy. All he had to do was pretend to agree with them and let them have their moment to shine. Little do they know they've fallen in his own little intricate web
-Sneak- One thing every thief needs. It would be hard in his line of work if he hadn't had discretion or guile. He's had plenty of experience getting in and out of place unnoticed.
-Security- Another tool of the thieves' belt. He wouldn't make a good thief if he hadn't been able to get in and out of locked buildings now would he?
-First Aid- During his first attempts at breaking and entering he'd been caught, which lead to some very angry people opening fire on him. He learned to patch himself up such as simple bullet wounds or cuts.
"Sometimes it takes skill, and sometimes it takes luck. In my line of work, it's both"
Name: Alexander "Broker" Turner
Alex is a small one. He's just a bit smaller than your average wastelander. He usually keeps a hood over his head that covers his short black hair and dark skin. He has a rather square jaw, and he also lacks the ruggedness of most wastelanders. He never really got into many fights or seen the worst the wasteland had to offer, so he's not really toned or hardened. Still, years of running and hiding had kept this young man in shape.
He ususally wears his black jacket with a red stripe. It was one of the pre-war clothing that stood out from the rest, so he kept it. His shirt underneath was a dark blue button-up shirt.
Alexander was a thief by profession. Unofficially, he was a sort of information broker. Out in the wastes, he was forced to use dirty and underhanded tactics if he were to survive, especially since his parents were somewhere in the wastes, probably dead. He was raised in a relatively intact house by a kind wanderer who had picked him up from his nesting place in a cliff face.
At the age of 15 he was no stranger to the dangers of the waste. No longer wanting to be restrained to his house, he set out to make his name in the wastes. He found that he could not hold down an "honest" job within any of the settlements he's been in, he was forced to steal to just get by.
He eventually had to do more with what he "earned". Some of it was useless to him so he'd always go and sell odd bits and pieces to caravans and wastelanders. After some time he realized that some things were worth more than anything, such as information. He then began to set roots as an information broker, setting up a wide network of contacts.
Unfortunately, the last time he went into the field, he got caught and by the wrong person. It was a group of slavers that decided that instead of killing him, they took him to a slave camp. They couldn't be bought off, bargained or reasoned with.
At the age of 15 he was no stranger to the dangers of the waste. No longer wanting to be restrained to his house, he set out to make his name in the wastes. He found that he could not hold down an "honest" job within any of the settlements he's been in, he was forced to steal to just get by.
He eventually had to do more with what he "earned". Some of it was useless to him so he'd always go and sell odd bits and pieces to caravans and wastelanders. After some time he realized that some things were worth more than anything, such as information. He then began to set roots as an information broker, setting up a wide network of contacts.
Unfortunately, the last time he went into the field, he got caught and by the wrong person. It was a group of slavers that decided that instead of killing him, they took him to a slave camp. They couldn't be bought off, bargained or reasoned with.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:
S- 2
P- 6
E- 3
C- 6
I- 7
A- 7
L- 8
Tag skills:
-Speech- Dealing with people are easy. All he had to do was pretend to agree with them and let them have their moment to shine. Little do they know they've fallen in his own little intricate web
-Sneak- One thing every thief needs. It would be hard in his line of work if he hadn't had discretion or guile. He's had plenty of experience getting in and out of place unnoticed.
-Security- Another tool of the thieves' belt. He wouldn't make a good thief if he hadn't been able to get in and out of locked buildings now would he?
-First Aid- During his first attempts at breaking and entering he'd been caught, which lead to some very angry people opening fire on him. He learned to patch himself up such as simple bullet wounds or cuts.
"Sometimes it takes skill, and sometimes it takes luck. In my line of work, it's both"
