Member
Name: John White
Age: 36?
Gender: Male
Occupation: Caravan trader
Sexuality: Straight though not wanting a relationship as then he would have to settle
Nationality: Nomad but I doesn't matter anyway the word has gone to hell and no real nations stand anymore
Race: Human
Karma: Neutral but does it matter anyway we just do what is needed to get by in this cesspit of a world
Faction Allegiance: Anyone with money to buy, tends to float between factions
Appearance: John White, a man with a weathered face from wandering the wasteland he wears a nomads backpack and hat with a roving traders outfit. Brown hair, no scars, his eyes show that he isn't trusting.
Skills: Bartering, small weapons,charisma, and speech
Brief History: “John White? That's a name I haven't heard for years. Sure we were old companions but it is the wasteland and that's the way of things. I'll tell you about him sure. I knew he was born to a nomadic trading family, with his mother and younger brother, his father was killed before John was born at aroun- Oh you want to know about when I knew him? Well that was 3 years ago back in the commonwealth. What he's where? The capital wasteland I've heard bad things about that area, well I wish him luck” -Frank Winterburg
“My life? Why would you care about that? I'll start where it matters at the age of 10 my mother was killed by a mirelurk, and it was then just me and my brother, Roy. When I was 13 Roy and I came to a bridge and we were stopped by a group of raiders. Roy being the hardhead he was tried to argue, he didn't even finish his sentence before he was killed by a raider, if I had pulled the trigger first pistol he could still have been alive.”-John White
“John White? My brother? Does he know? Good. Yeah I guess it was a good childhood. But I know he cheated me… I can't Remember what now. What's that he moved on to megaton? That pile of shit? Suits him right. So what if I faked my death to join the raiders. I can tell you now he runs a good store, and he is fair… except to me. Yeah I've been keeping tabs on him.. I know he has had at least 3 companions they don't stay long. I know he uses a 10mm pistol.” -Roy White
“White? What I know about him? Well he wandered into the capital wasteland quite some time ago. He brought along another lad….. Anyways he is a frequent visitor to megaton. Every time he sets up a large crowd gathers. I don't know much about him as a child but last I heard he was headed to Rivet City. I've noticed some things about him, he is quite fast with his gun, he can talk you into almost anything and can get you up to his price before you notice. He's a good man”. -Sheriff of Megaton
Age: 36?
Gender: Male
Occupation: Caravan trader
Sexuality: Straight though not wanting a relationship as then he would have to settle
Nationality: Nomad but I doesn't matter anyway the word has gone to hell and no real nations stand anymore
Race: Human
Karma: Neutral but does it matter anyway we just do what is needed to get by in this cesspit of a world
Faction Allegiance: Anyone with money to buy, tends to float between factions
Appearance: John White, a man with a weathered face from wandering the wasteland he wears a nomads backpack and hat with a roving traders outfit. Brown hair, no scars, his eyes show that he isn't trusting.
Skills: Bartering, small weapons,charisma, and speech
Brief History: “John White? That's a name I haven't heard for years. Sure we were old companions but it is the wasteland and that's the way of things. I'll tell you about him sure. I knew he was born to a nomadic trading family, with his mother and younger brother, his father was killed before John was born at aroun- Oh you want to know about when I knew him? Well that was 3 years ago back in the commonwealth. What he's where? The capital wasteland I've heard bad things about that area, well I wish him luck” -Frank Winterburg
“My life? Why would you care about that? I'll start where it matters at the age of 10 my mother was killed by a mirelurk, and it was then just me and my brother, Roy. When I was 13 Roy and I came to a bridge and we were stopped by a group of raiders. Roy being the hardhead he was tried to argue, he didn't even finish his sentence before he was killed by a raider, if I had pulled the trigger first pistol he could still have been alive.”-John White
“John White? My brother? Does he know? Good. Yeah I guess it was a good childhood. But I know he cheated me… I can't Remember what now. What's that he moved on to megaton? That pile of shit? Suits him right. So what if I faked my death to join the raiders. I can tell you now he runs a good store, and he is fair… except to me. Yeah I've been keeping tabs on him.. I know he has had at least 3 companions they don't stay long. I know he uses a 10mm pistol.” -Roy White
“White? What I know about him? Well he wandered into the capital wasteland quite some time ago. He brought along another lad….. Anyways he is a frequent visitor to megaton. Every time he sets up a large crowd gathers. I don't know much about him as a child but last I heard he was headed to Rivet City. I've noticed some things about him, he is quite fast with his gun, he can talk you into almost anything and can get you up to his price before you notice. He's a good man”. -Sheriff of Megaton