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Name: Eric Reid

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Age: 34

Personality: An example of one of the more restrained raiders in the Commonwealth, Eric is a firm believer in picking your own battles. If he puts out his neck out for anyone, it's only to further his own goals... usually survival. However as restrained as he likes to show himself, Eric enjoys bloodshed just a little too much and when he's not completely soaked he's usually the first one into the fray. In the end while he enjoys battle and bloodshed, Eric's true first goal is taking care of himself and his interests.

Apparel/Armor:
-Road Leathers
-Metal Chest Armor
-Metal Left Arm
-Leather Left Leg
-Leather Right leg

Weapon(s):
-Ripper A.K.A. "Jack"
-Sawed-Off Shotgun
-5x Molotov Cocktails

Settlement Occupation/Contribution: Town Drunk/Occasional Guard

Biography: While you'd never hear it from the man himself, one has to only take a slightly more inquisitive eye to see that he was once a raider. An up and coming raider boss who got unlucky and trusted the wrong people, his own second in command staging a mutiny when the caps started to stutter. Obviously he lived and survived with a sizable stack of caps to take with him, though exactly how he keeps to himself as going around talking about your raiding days is liable to get you shanked. Now days he lives looking through the bottom of a bottle, drying out his stash on hooch and defending Tennpines from the occasional raid.

Reason for Agreeing: The caps he's been draining at the bar is coming on empty and he needs to feed his habit.
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