Post by Janitor on Jul 6, 2014 12:09:51 GMT -5
Name: Owen "Undertaker" Brown
Race: Ghoul
Gender: Male
Age: Too old to count (Pre-war)
Profession: Gravedigger, Undertaker, Headsman, Sheriff. Not necessarily in that order.
Theme: The Gravedigger
Appearance: His skin is long since charred away from the bombs of the war. His flesh left darkened to a charcoal color by the singeing fires. He wears a black weathered leather hat atop his head and a tattered duster over his shoulders.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 170 lbs.
Equipment: Under his coat he holsters a sawed-off pump shotgun as well as a .36 revolving pistol. He also keeps a hunting knife on his belt. He owns a hunting rifle that he tends to leave in his shack by the graveyard.
Personality: Depending what mood he's in he could either greet you with a handshake or a bullet, but the best way to get on his good side is to buy him a round of whiskey.
History: When you've been alive for over two centuries, there's not alot you haven't seen or done. Owen was always a drifter, even before the war, he never had a home. It took almost a hundred and fifty years of odd jobs such as couriering, barkeeping, bouncing, caravan guarding, bounty hunting, killing and even joining an army, taking him all across the United State's wasteland before he settled down in a small town in one of the East Central Commonwealth states. In the early days he acted as a sort of sheriff for the town, but after a few years of "martial law" the town was having problems with bodies stinking due to poorly dug graves. Brown took it onto himself to deal with the problem and acted as the town Undertaker and Gravedigger, while still working as a sheriff when needed.
The town has always gone by the name of Hopeville, even before Owen Brown had arrived, he had always just figured it was the name the town went by before the bombs, but he had never seen a pre-war sign for a place called 'Hopeville'. Ever since before the Gravedigger arrived, there had been ghost stories about how the town was haunted by spirits from before the war, some people have even reported seeing 'ghosts' and objects floating or moving on their own. A good number of people believed these stories, Owen Brown not being one of them. He had lived in Hopeville for almost eighty years and had never seen anything to prove the existence of these hauntings.
Race: Ghoul
Gender: Male
Age: Too old to count (Pre-war)
Profession: Gravedigger, Undertaker, Headsman, Sheriff. Not necessarily in that order.
Theme: The Gravedigger
Appearance: His skin is long since charred away from the bombs of the war. His flesh left darkened to a charcoal color by the singeing fires. He wears a black weathered leather hat atop his head and a tattered duster over his shoulders.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 170 lbs.
Equipment: Under his coat he holsters a sawed-off pump shotgun as well as a .36 revolving pistol. He also keeps a hunting knife on his belt. He owns a hunting rifle that he tends to leave in his shack by the graveyard.
Personality: Depending what mood he's in he could either greet you with a handshake or a bullet, but the best way to get on his good side is to buy him a round of whiskey.
History: When you've been alive for over two centuries, there's not alot you haven't seen or done. Owen was always a drifter, even before the war, he never had a home. It took almost a hundred and fifty years of odd jobs such as couriering, barkeeping, bouncing, caravan guarding, bounty hunting, killing and even joining an army, taking him all across the United State's wasteland before he settled down in a small town in one of the East Central Commonwealth states. In the early days he acted as a sort of sheriff for the town, but after a few years of "martial law" the town was having problems with bodies stinking due to poorly dug graves. Brown took it onto himself to deal with the problem and acted as the town Undertaker and Gravedigger, while still working as a sheriff when needed.
The town has always gone by the name of Hopeville, even before Owen Brown had arrived, he had always just figured it was the name the town went by before the bombs, but he had never seen a pre-war sign for a place called 'Hopeville'. Ever since before the Gravedigger arrived, there had been ghost stories about how the town was haunted by spirits from before the war, some people have even reported seeing 'ghosts' and objects floating or moving on their own. A good number of people believed these stories, Owen Brown not being one of them. He had lived in Hopeville for almost eighty years and had never seen anything to prove the existence of these hauntings.
