[quote=@POOHEAD189] Work in Progress. I just got my history left. [hider=My character][b]Name[/b]: Carver Sutherland [b]Alias[/b]: Wetland Wanderer [b]Age[/b]: 24, give or take a few centuries [b]Gender[/b]: M [b]Race[/b]: Human [b]Primary Skills[/b]*: Guns, Unarmed, Barter [b]SPECIAL[/b]*: 33 [b]Strength[/b]: 4 [b]Perception[/b]: 7 [b]Endurance[/b]: 6 [b]Charisma[/b]: 5 [b]Intelligence[/b]: 6 [b]Agility[/b]: 7 [b]Luck[/b]: 5 [b]Gear/inventory[/b]: [list] [*].44 Magnum (45) [*]Lever Action Rifle (38) [*]Combat Knife [*]Drifter Outfit [*]Radaway (x4) [*]Nuka Cola [*]Purified Water [*]Stimpak (x3) [/list] [b]History[/b]: Carver was born in Jacksonville, Florida 23 years before the bombs fell to a family of mixed Celtic and Seminole heritage. His father worked in a steel mill and his mother worked as an attorney for the Mayor of the largest city in Florida. They never had the money to send him to college, and Carver had been working odd jobs since he was 15. The list includes bag boy, courier, zoo attendant, Karate instructor, deli worker, and now Everglades tour guide. For nearly 3 years, Carver was a freelance guide, being paid for the service of taking tourists out and viewing the Florida wilds up close. He came home for his vacation, spending a few weeks with his folks who had him sign up for the ridiculous 'Vault' idea. He was to head back to Brandon the next day when the bombs fell. He and his family made it in just in time. He was frozen in Vault 189. Next thing he knew, his capsule opened and he fell out, coming face to face with an armed Ghoul who hid behind another capsule. Both seemed surprised to see one another, and after some convincing on the Ghouls part that he wasn't dreaming, he was given a gun. They both managed to dispatch the three raiders that had been chasing the Ghoul, which had led him inadvertently into the Vault, scrambling to find a button to close himself in, which instead opened up Carver's capsule. Unfortunately, the gunfire broke the opening mechanism, leaving his family frozen indefinitely. He began to travel with his new companion, Chek, a heavily armored ghoul with a shotgun who almost never spoke. They traveled all along the gulf, and after a year of surviving fights against raiders, mutants, and even a super mutant or two, they found themselves back in North Florida. [/hider] [/quote] I hope this neat but relatively vague history works for you. Also, my guy kinda would look similar to my avatar from up ahead, except with darker hair (and no medieval armor).