Hometown/Place of Origin:
Calvert Castle, Maryland
Farmer, Militiaman, and Fifth Columnist
Landon is a short man, standing at only 5'1", and has a fairly average build. He has a farmer's tan (for obvious reasons) and shaves with a knife, which shows. He's cleanly, though, and keeps his hands clean at all times. He's known to have bad eyesight at longer distances.
Landon is the son of two people who were working on Calvert's fields before he was. By merit of their career, he was destined for the same.
As a child, Landon was a bit of a troublemaker. He didn't do anything cruel or malicious, but he always had a head for mischief. If another child (and occasionally, an adult) upset him, they'd find a bucket of paint being overturned on their head, or an unfortunate (but mostly harmless) accident would occur involving their feet and marbles, or... various other things. He was shameless - no, proud of his role in these pranks. His elders never approved, and from these youthful days on, he was branded as a troublesome boy with no interest in academics, which wasn't too far from the truth.
Landon really did have zero interest in academics. It wasn't because he was stupid, but because he learned much easier with his hands, not from words. As he grew older, he began to take an interest in mechanical objects. An old, broken lawnmower was far more interesting to him than any book; broken wires were a puzzle to be solved; a rusty nail gun, an experiment. He did not see these old things so much as relics as he saw them as challenges. He wanted to make things work, and he wanted to make his own.
However, Landon was a farmer and uneducated in the eyes of the heads of Calvert. He belonged in the fields, and he really would do well not to tamper with such artifacts of the past, lest he damaged them beyond repair. Anything he presented to his superiors was promptly taken for safekeeping, along with the other treasures of the old world.
So, Landon stopped taking things to his superiors. He bitterly keeps everything he tinkers with hidden in his house's old cellar, though most of what he finds he can't actually use (as they usually require electricity or gasoline). He dreams of a time when he can put his work to good use, and even more, of a time when he'll get the respect he believes he deserves.
Landon does not enjoy his lot in life. He does a fair job of hiding this fact by just acting tired, but he is really very bitter with his situation. He doesn't mind working in the fields so much, but he does mind the fact that he gets less credit for this than one of the old geezers in the library gets for reading aloud from a book. Landon feels as if his talents are wasted, and he doesn't like it one bit.
He is intelligent, to be true. He learns quickly, and he can apply what he learns just as quickly. However, he doesn't work well with words. He's at his best when he's watching someone show him what they want to explain by example, or better yet, by trying to do it himself. He doesn't want to hear about things that were; he lives in the present, and he wants to focus on the present and the future, not dwell on the past.
If there was an opportunity to change his life, Landon would take it. He knows he belongs in a station of greater power. He's worked the land; he knows the ins and outs of it; he's fired a few shots at outsiders like any good militiaman. Hell, he probably knows more about the outside world than the people with their noses crammed in their old books. The world has changed - These "United States" are nothing like the world is today, and studying about places across the ocean with names like "Russia" and "France" have nothing to do with pirates who want to take Calvert for themselves. Why can't everyone at Calvert Castle accept that and start changing, too?
Landon does care for the people of Calvert Castle, in the end, but he thinks most of them are stuck-up and lost in ancient history. He wouldn't want to see them get hurt, but at the same time, he simply can't cope with things staying the way they are.
Due to his upbringing, Landon's only real education is in farming. He remembers a bit about world history and the like when he was forced to put his nose in a book, but he doesn't remember it all too well. He has been trained to work on the fields, to shoot a gun, and that's really about it.
Landon's eyesight isn't perfect. Anything at a very long distance starts to get blurry. He can still see these blurs, and can even shoot at them, but making out who the blur is or what it is can be a problem.
Of course, Landon's real talent lies in engineering. He can put scraps of metal back together to form an actual, operating object, and he can do it pretty quickly, too. He loves tinkering, though he's never had a real opportunity to put any of it to good use (except a very old sewing machine that he's gotten to work, and which has actually made him a decent sewer). He is a master of using improvised tools, and always keeps a roll of duct tape at hand.
When he's not working or tinkering, Landon likes to practice math and play board games. Since most of his day is taken up by work, however, he doesn't find much chance to do either.
As a member of the militia, Landon has some skill with a gun, but he's actually much better at hand-to-hand fighting, despite his size. He's particularly good with blunt objects.
Generally speaking, most people just accept that Landon is there, and that's it. Some people, particularly the elders, dislike him for things he's done in the past (such as tampering with relics of the past) and for his indifference toward academic learning.
Landon has always respected Dr. Colleran for being, well, a doctor, but his respect doesn't go beyond that. He's had little interaction with the old man, and he feels he's in the same crowd as the bookish geezers. He's also jealous of Giorgio McMasters; he has the sort of job Landon feels he would enjoy, especially since the water is a great place to spend alone, and that jealousy makes Landon bitter toward his older peer.
Miles Reagan, however, has Landon's utmost respect. While Landon can be stand-offish by nature, he finds the old hunter to be a good, sensible man that's worked afield and knows about the outside world. He may not go out of his way to strike a conversation with Miles, but if they happen to be talking, Landon is friendly and polite to the man.
If there is one person who induces mixed feelings in Landon, it is Flower Child. Plainly put, she confuses him. He respects her, no doubt, and if he had the time, he thinks he'd like to know her; but at the same time, he's wary of her. He's seen her shoot once, and he's seen how calmly she killed, and while he respects her all the more for that, it frightens him.