Age: 34
Appearance: Precisely 6 feet tall, he possesses a light and relatively thin, almost atrophied frame. He has a black buzz-cut, and a cleanly shaved face no matter the situation, and hazel eyes.
Skills: He has learned close combat fighting both armed and unarmed, but has never used it in practice. He is well versed if not expert in repair and medicine, and is experienced in using energy weapons, the low recoil of which suits him perfectly. He is also trained to use power-armour, and is capable of slight acrobatics.
Gear: Recharger pistol, laser rifle, cattle prod, jeans, leather jacket, undershirt, leather boots, aviator glasses, rebreather.
Bio:
His early life was relatively uneventful, a normal Knight of the Brotherhood of Steel in the Mojave Chapter, until Elder Elijah decided that it was a good idea to take HELIOS one. Back then he was much more naive, blindly following the words of his superiors. However, everything changed at the battle for HELIOS one. He had never seen such a massacre before, so many men incinerated with no trace left of them but a pile of ash. While he did his best to fight off the massive assault, he instantly ran when a rocket barely missed him and splattered the Paladin beside him. While the NCR considered giving chase, it was not a good idea, and so he survived.
It was for a whole five days on end that he ran, until he finally fell, exhausted. When a day later he woke up, he thought what his first action would be. It was not long before he realized he had to ditch the power-armour, and his combat armour. When finally ridding himself of the biggest identifying things of the Brotherhood, he realized he had to put great distance between himself and the Mojave Chapter of the Brotherhood.
Now, he is in California's New Reno, thinking he can hide his past by putting on the "tough merc" persona. While he did hide his Brotherhood past, he is an inexperienced mercenary surviving only by his high quality weapons.
