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Wilton 'Boots' Richards
Occupation: N/A
Birth Place: Sonoran Desert, Legion Territory.
Height: 5'10
Weight: 115 lbs
Age: 26
Hair: N/A
Eye Color: Brown
Skin: Sun-Touched
Build: Ectomorph-Mesomorph
Notable Features:
Tribal tattoos across his forehead and cheeks.
Scar that leaves from the outer crest of his right eye.
Fidgeting gaze.
Personality
Personality & Traits: Tends to try and settle down as much as possible, clinging onto what's left, rather then what could be. Tends to lean more towards being a pessimist. The majority of his time is spent building up something nowadays.
Legal Status: No societal connections as of yet.
Current Goals: "I rather live peacefully for the rest of my life rather than get myself back into trouble."
Likes: Blades, company, has a slight interest in pre-war technology, music, relaxation, and risk.
Dislikes: Being alone, violence, egomaniacs, change, chemicals (drugs), and being taken cared of .
Skills
Skill:
(Shit,Beginner, Novice, Skilled, Expert, Mastered [Thanks Lighty])
Blade Work (Working with melee weapons [Maintaining and using]): Expert
Music (Guitar); Beginner
Pick pocketing: Expert
Firearms: Skilled
Cooking: Shit
Endurance: Expert
Blackjack: Mastered
Woodwork: Skilled
Equipment
Equipment/Gear - Male|5'11| Looks to be in his late twenties|Light brown eyes, almost chocolate in appearance|His voice is a bit unsettling to those that could take him as a bandit, light-hearted and monotone it resembles that of an older man(Forties)|A scar leaves the outer crest of his right eye with a almost creme hue|Green baseball cap with a a faded logo of a Mr.Handy hitting a baseball with a slogan, "Hit a home run for America!"|Tribal tattoos that are see coming from his cap towards the upper area of his forehead, two more symbols like this are also seen peeking out from the sides of his bandanna that covers his face from his nose down (Under this, the man has an okay jawline that seems rather tight to his face. Around his lips is a small goatee and facial hair that isn't really indignant in any way)|His ears are rounded|Around the man's neck there is a small chain necklace that is just steel, nothing fancy|The man's shirt consists of a couple patches of Brahmin hide and a majority of it being dyed black cotton|The man's shirt is surround by leather belts and buckles that could be used to attach to something else|Around the man's shirt there is a marine green trench coat, more like jacket, that surrounds him that has a built in patchwork knife holder. Most of the jacket is together, but the jacket's lining comes out of it|On the back of the man there is a bed roll with some visible holes, in the same color as the jacket|The only visible weapon that this man seems to be carrying is a elongated sword , possibly makeshift glaive, inside a scabbard, custom made for this sword out of wood,that has it's handle wrapped in a blue adhesive. The sword's blade is clean, and sharp as it will ever be|Inside the man's pack , a whetstone, made out of a metallic black material resides|In the knife holder, there is a shiv that is a harder metal, probably a silver, knife that has some engravings on it (T)|His backpack that is put over his sword has some basic supplies, bandages (2), a couple of blamco's mac and cheese, a few rounds of .45 rounds (8), purified water bottles, toilet paper, a canteen, a singular syringe of med-x and one empty rad-away bottle|His pants are normal sweatpants with an elastic waistband, that has little holes in it|At the waist area of his sweatpants, there is a gun holster clipped onto the side of it|A spiked metallic knee-bracer surrounds his left knee|His boots, engraved with the name Boots. His boots have leather straps over the tongue and base of the boot instead of strings|
Relations
Special||Close Friend||Friend/Well Received||Acquaintance||Untrusted||Disliked||Hated
Faction Relations
Untrusted - NCR: "Secrets are told in the shadows, fuck man, I don't know shit."
Acquaintance - New Delta: "People, what more could I ask for."
Acquaintance - Crimson Caravan: "They sell, they buy, doing honest work."
Background
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