Name: Taylor Nighthorse
 
Appearance: http://image.shutterstock.com/z/stock-photo-pretty-young-native-american-woman-in-blue-jeans-1252054.jpg
 
Age: 35
 
Apparel/Armor:
*Vault 120 Jumpsuit
*Vault-Tec security helmet
*Vault-Tec Security Armor
*Overseer's left armguard
*Pipboy
*Overseer's right armguard
*Leather left leg
*Leather right leg
 
Weapons:
*Suppressed 10mm pistol
*Suppressed assault rifle with drum magazine
*Serrated combat knife
 
Settlement Occupation/Contribution: Hired gun
 
Biography: Vault 120 was supposed to have its own experiment but on the day the nukes fell the Overseer was at a meeting off site. The only staff that was inside when it was sealed were completely inept and were soon found themselves facing a mutiny they were overthrown by the masses and killed. The residents had it hard at first trying to come up with a leadership but after many years they settled down on a democratic process that prospered. They strictly limited supplies and the birth rate to ensure the best use of supplies. Every crime had a single punishment, execution. When supplies began to run low they began trading. Many traders broke their laws and were executed; their possessions were confiscated and distributed as needed. Some times when traders were slow to pass through they would send out people to gather supplies. Taylor was one of the gatherers, she reveled going out. While out on her twelfth gathering mission a band of posing as a traders managed to take over and kill everyone inside. Taylor and other gatherers banded together and took back the vault. After fighting past raiders to the overseer’s office, they detonated a failsafe device that an earlier overseer had installed. The gatherers fled with moments to spare before Vault 120 was gone for good. Some of the gatherers stuck together others went their separate ways; Taylor was one of the ones to go out on his own. Taylor wandered around for a long time
 
Reason for Agreeing: She’s doing it for the caps.