Name: Adam Campbell

Faction: Goodsprings

Hometown: Goodsprings

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SPECIAL:
Strength: 5
Perception: 6
Endurance: 4
Charisma: 6
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 5
Luck: 6

Tag Skills: Guns, Sneak, Speech

Perks:
-Lady Killer: Girls dig Couriers.
-Educated: Adam has been formally educated, and is well-read.
-Sneering Imperialist: While working as a Courier, his greatest enemies were fiends and raiders. As such, he's specialized in fighting tribals and junkies.

Weapons: Varmint Rifle, Boxing Tape, Switchblade

Armor/Clothing: Pre-war Buisness Suit, Prewar Hat

Personality: Adam generally falls into the archetype of Lawful Good. He's relatively humble about any heroic actions he takes, if he takes any, considering himself to be a punch-clock hero more than anything. He's relatively open-minded, at least wanting to hear everybody out before deciding a course of action or an attack. However, he's developed a certain distrust of tribals, thanks to Fiends constantly trying to attack him when he was a courier, and more recently, the Khans assisting in stealing the Platinum Chip. He also likes to flirt with every other woman he meets, which occasionally gets him into trouble. He's also a religious man, but not to the extent of Joshua Graham by a long shot.

History: Adam was just a little courier living in the Mojave. He was asked to deliver an odd, platinum chip. It sounded innocent enough, so he took the job. He was waltzing through Goodsprings when he was suddenly ambushed by a few thugs. One of them, by the name of "Benny", shot him in the head with a 9mm. He scarcely remembers the event now, it's all kind of a blur. However, a robot by the name of Victor had managed to dig him out of his grave, and delivered him to Doc Mitchel.