NAME
Sully
AGE
30
GENDER
Male
SPECIES
Human
HOMETOWN
Dump Town - A small settlement located in a former rubbish dump. The mountains of waste provide solid protection to the inhabitants with a large metal gate used as an entrace on one side. Located several miles from Shreve's Port in The Northern Province.
FACTION
The Hunters - A group of mercernaries who, as the name suggests, excel at hunting. Whether it is finding an individual or a creature in the post apocalyptic world, The Hunters are capable enough to hunt what they are paid to.
While Sully wears a gas mask out in the wilds, when in a settlement he removes it. His resting face is aggressive and stern, accentuated by his sharp facial features. A long nose and pointed chin, coupled with a furrowed brow can make people around him nervous, often to his detriment. His hair is thick and black, often standing up due to the gas mask pushing it upward. His eyes are a deep blue and have an intensity amplified by his face. He has a scar running from his forehead down over his left eye, resting just above the corner of his mouth. He doesn't have any damage to the eye itself.
He stands at 6'1" and walks with purpose and confidence, his back straight and shoulders wide. Beneath his clothing lies a scarred body, close encounters with humans and muntants alike leaving their mark. He has no shame in his scars and instead uses each as a reminder that any moment could be his last.
His voice is gruff, as if waking up after a heavy night of alcohol and smoking. This combined with his appearance makes it difficult to get close to anyone who isn't a bandit or lowlife. As such Sully does play into the character that people assume him to be. For those who get close enough they can see that he truly is a good person at heart, but his profession often makes him do things that put him at the other end of the scale.
TYPE ISTJ
SPECTATOR'S REACTION
Sully is a planner and uses whatever information he has available, avoiding making assumptions. When people assume they often make mistakes and that is why he makes sure he has all the facts that he can before going into a situation. He is someone who has no issue taking the lead if required and tries to give clear, concise instructions. Once decisions have been made he has a preference to get right into the action rather than continually debating a topic. His thought process tends to focus heavily on logic with very little room for fantastical ideas or dreams.
TRAITTrigger Discipline: You’re a sharpshooter of sorts. You know your way around a gun and you know how to make the shot count. That being said, you’re slower to shoot than your friends, and you usually lean towards rifles.
SKILLSCombat SkillSmall Guns: The use, care and general knowledge of small firearms. Pistols, SMGs and rifles.
Active Skill(s)Sneak: Quiet movement, and the ability to remain unnoticed. If successful, you will be much harder to locate. You cannot run and sneak at the same time.
PERKN/A
STRENGTHS- Pin Point Accurate: After years of practise, Sully could shoot the nose off a molerat at full speed. He actually did it.
- Human Shadow: As a hunter of humans and all things scary, Sully excels in the art of sneaking and hiding. Why is there a tree in the middle of the road?
- Blur: Sully is able to move quickly and has quick reflexes, making him rather difficult to hit.
WEAKNESSES- Mr Angry: Sully's demeanour makes it almost impossible for him to charm the normal and functioning members of society. He never gets a discount.
- God Damn Molerats!: Some people hate logical things, Sully hates molerats. He will actively try and kill any molerat on sight. He once killed a childs pet molerat and then returned two weeks later to kill the replacement.
- No Hunt Too Dangerous: While a logical thinker, Sully will not turn down a hunt on the grounds of it being too dangerous. He is just waiting for the day someone asks him to hunt a family of deathclaw.
WEAPONSWidowmaker: A custom built sniper rifle that fires a .50 calibre round. It features an extended magazine, bipod, long range scope and a silencer. The gun itself is wrapped in various coloured strips of cloth to help camouflage.
Head Splitter: Another custom built weapon, Head Splitter is a revolver that fires .44 calibre rounds. It features glowing ironsights and a forward facing, curved blade that comes out of the grip.
ARMORCrafted Leather Armour: Leather armour crafted from the carcass of a Yao Guai Sully killed. It was fashioned into a coat and features a fur coating around the collar. In addition he has a gas mask that provides minor protection again toxic fumes.
CHEMICALS- 2 Stimpaks
- 3 Water
- 2 Radaway
MISCELLANEOUSPre War Dollar Coin: A silver coin dating back to before the bombs fell. It is in pristine condition and was given to him by his father.
Flint Striker: Nothing quite like a campfire under a starfilled sky.
"I'll take a beer." The barman stared worringly at Sully, his eyes converying a strong sense of fear. In his experience bar staff of the wasteland tended to be hardy folk, but this yokel was basically pissing in his boots. Sully glared back at the barman with a look of total dissatisfaction, he liked his barstaff hardy and ready for trouble.
"I'm not here to take your money. I just want a damn beer." The barman stumbled backwards towards the counter behind him, reaching under it with his long and gangly arms. He re-emerged with a brown bottle, the label long since faded leaving a stone white square. "See that wasn't so hard. Thanks alot." Sully did his best to smile as the barman handed him the bottle but it did nothing other than petrify him further. Turning away Sully rolled his eyes and made for a table in the corner of the room.
A well used candle that had dripped wax all over the table top was the only source of lighting. Sully couldn't work out whether it was a mood thing or just a lack of electricity, either way it was relaxing and he needed to unwind. He had just finished a two week long hunt that had driven him to the edge of insanity. Who wouldn't go insane having to find a stolen albino brahmin.
A farmer outside Shreve's Port claimed a gang of bandits had stolen it and were trying to sell it off. Unfortunately for Sully after tracking down the bandits and doing away with them, he returned to the farmer to find the albino brahmin back in the field. Suffice to say the farmer wouldn't be breathing through his nose for a while. It didn't matter though, Sully helped himself to the caps promised and that was when he headed for Shreve's Port.
As Sully drank his beer he overhead a conversation on a table nearby. Two young men spoke about a job directly from the Governor of The Northern Province himself. That in itself didn't matter, it was when one of the men said the amount he was willing to pay...over 1000 caps. Sully gulped the rest of his beer and made for the door, pushing chairs and people alike aside. Outside his mind began kicking into overdrive, I can't miss out on that sort of money...where is the Governers residence?
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