[center][color=Silver][h1]Reno Wylde[/h1][/color]
[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUCV9R_Wp0k]Barkeep, another around.[/url][/center] 
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[h3][i]"I have two guns. One for each of you."[/i][/h3][/center]
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[color=Silver][b][u]Name[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Reno Wylde[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Nickname[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Tombstone, Sheriff, Lightning[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Faction [/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Vanguard[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Rank[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]First Sentinel[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]27[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Gender[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Reputation[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]A smooth sweet talking poker player with a heart of gold, right up until someone cause's trouble in his town. While slow to anger, he is quick to action acting as judge as well as sheriff to the town of Churchill. He is seen as one of the towns founders and its defender. As he officially made guide to and protector of the work crews and is the only man legally allowed to openly carry a gun.

He carries guns a plenty, even a double barrel coach gun kept in his saddle. Along his waist shines his thunder and lightning, a .41 caliber colt thunderer and .38 caliber Colt Lightening. [/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Height[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]5'10"[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Weight[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]11.5 Stone [/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Appearance[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]With a well kept neatly dressed, and as cowboy as they come. A heavy leather duster over his body keeps the neat black vest and pants clean. His spurs jingle as he walks, a cue for all those breaking the laws to scramble away like the rats they are. A simple black hat rest upon his brow with a neckerchief around his neck he pulls up when he is riding. His eyes a steel blue, when he opens his coat three shining glints of metal can be seen a bullet pressed just above a marshals star indicting his position among the Vanguard. At his sides to nickel plated pearl gripped revolvers beauty in its most deadly form.[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Positive Traits:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Polite- His manner of speech and behavior befit a man far above his station.
[*]Friendly- A kind and caring man, he's the first to offer aid and the last to walk away from a friend.
[*]Skilled rider- Their is no man of greater skill on horseback, he could hit a fly on the wall with a rifle as road past it.
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[color=Silver][b][u]Negative Traits:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Itchy trigger finger- His time among savages gave him a shoot first attitude which he has yet to lose.
[*]Fair fighter- If he plans to kill man, he'll make sure the fool is fairly armed.
[*]Booze hound- A collector of fine liquor, he samples often when off duty.
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[color=Silver][b][u]Personality Description[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Growing up on Earth after a failed attempt by a select group to collect key historical items and transport them to TRAPPIST-1. His father had been security and his mother a doctor, both survived an attack by the wasteland savages. Their young son was raised among the rubble of Earth, however he was also raised among the most important remains of human history. From some of the greatest films of all time, books from the greatest minds, and music from throughout the ages.

He grew up learning of firearms, his father preparing the boy to defend himself while his mother a music lover all her life taught the boy to play the piano. Both loved and cared for their son, that's why when tribal's uncovered their hide away they fled to draw the raiders away. Leaving a sixteen year old son with a hydroponic farm to mind and a small case of antique fire arms. So the boy turned to a man, he learned to ride a horse and draw first before you don't get to draw at all.

After the arrival of the penal colony in Churchill he saw his chance to go from outlaw to lawman, and was nearly killed by the Overseers upon first meeting. In took weeks to vet his DNA and prove without a doubt he was no savage. After that however his gifts of locations of major art, literature, and music made him a friend to Muse's and Masterminds. While his firearms knowledge, horse breaking skills, salvaging spots one him friends among the Vanguard. Lastly his lack of criminal record meant that Overseer's had a man they could depend on not to shoot them and leave him to police the colony while they were away. [/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Quirks[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]He has a bad habit of tapping his finger on his pistol grip.
[*]When bored he will draw and spin his pistols to amuse himself.
[*]Gets antsy if he doesn't have something to be doing.
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[color=Silver][b][u]Specialties [/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Lightning fast draw, no one has yet to match his speed.
[*]Highly skilled horseback rider.
[*]Sniper grade marksman making him deadly to any who near the walls of Churchill. 
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[color=Silver][b][u]Weaknesses[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Restless unable to sleep at nights, nightmares of his time among the wastes.
[*]Weak willed, when politic issue's rear there ugly head he would rather stall than face it all head on.
[*]Conflicted over who he will side with in the end, as while he is a Vanguard member he was given this chance by Overseers.
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[color=Silver][b][u]Inventory[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Thunder and Lightning, twin double action revolvers in hip holsters.
[*]Badge and bullet fitted together.
[*]Charlotte, his horse with saddle and coach gun attached to saddle bags.
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[color=Silver][b][u]Fears [/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Never finding his parents.
[*]Being exiled back into the wastes.
[*]Never starting a real life in Churchill.
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[color=Silver][b][u]Secret[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Reno is considered a legend and horror among the wastes, before he was twenty he killed a dozen men. By the time he moved into Churchill he responsible for near fifty deaths. No one knows in truth he was just as bad as savages, killing and stealing from the dead to survive. [/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]Goal(s)[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]His three goals for his future are simple. Discover his parents fate. Help to ensure peace between the factions. Lastly to settle down retire before he ends up finding someone quicker on the draw.[/indent]

[color=Silver][b][u]History[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Reno remembers nothing of TRAPPIST system only his early days among the staff of old world reclamation initiative. They were a group of salvagers and sent to rescue important historical items, they even had a manifest of items and cleaning tools. However within three years of its founding the base was raided by natives, who killed majority of the staff. Survivors retreated away deeper into London, shuttles torched and most of the gear lost they had only the artifacts that's they had already saved. Jim Wylde was a security adviser seeing that they had no way out started to teach his son how to use guns.

As Reno grew older his gun training progressed while the survivors did the best they could to carry on without support. Sarah, Reno's mother began music lessons for the boy wanting to give him something as well knowing she might not be their for him one day. As the years passed the number of remaining survivors dwindled, some vanished while scavenging others went native. Until only Reno, Sarah, and Jim remained in the shelter hidden from terror of the wastes. Until Reno's sixteenth summer, raiders found the compound preparing to attack it Jim packed a buggy along with his wife. They would draw away the raiders and then returned for the young man, clutching an old shotgun to his chest he waited hour after hours, day after day. They did not return, so slowly he began to dress in cowboy like clothing that they had scavenged and antique guns his father had left.

Alone Reno began to walk through the dusty wastes, they molded him slowly from a scared young boy gunning down random scavengers for food and water into a hard riding quick pull trigger cowboy. What he learned, he learned the hard way and through movies the initiative had scavenged. About three years ago he arrived at Churchill baring gifts, and asking to speak to whoever was in charge. Overseers spent nearly a month or more vetting his DNA and story, however eventually they saw this as a blessing. Quickly instating him as marshal for the penal colony and allowing him to act as judge for crimes that occurred in there absence.[/indent]