[b]Basic Info[/b]
[b]Name:[/b] Aaron
[b]Age:[/b] ~26-27

[b]Appearance[/b]
[b]Height:[/b] 6’2’’
[b]Weight:[/b] 175 lbs
[b]Build:[/b] Stocky Muscular
[b]Short Description:[/b] Aaron is rough around the edges. He has a short, scruffy beard, messy black hair, and dark brown eyes. His hands are calloused and he has a bit of a slump to his gait — perhaps from years of carrying things on his shoulders.

[b]History[/b]
Aaron’s mother just needed a meal when he was conceived. Needless to say, the man who exchanged his food for her services didn’t stick around, and he left her in the wasteland amid thieves and warlords. She gave birth to Aaron alone in a shack while black acidic rain fell from the sky. Then — while broken, exhausted, and dehydrated — she walked to the nearest colony with her infant son bundled in her arms. There, the people of Tinleaf were kind and gave her the rest she needed to get better. 

Even though she never fully recovered from her fatigue, Aaron’s mother managed to raise him well enough. She brought him up as a quiet and humble man who felt like he owed something to the people of Tinleaf. The more he grew, the more Aaron went out of his way to help the colony in any way he could.

In many ways, this would become his prison. Aaron was happy to help, but always felt stifled by the self-imposed obligation. He never learned to read or write, and often looked to the mountains in the distance, daydreaming of what might lay beyond them. Time and time again, Aaron thought of leaving, but the thought of his mother always brought him back. Over the years, Aaron learned to keep his head down and work — it would help his mind stray away from thoughts of adventure.

[b]Personality[/b]
Aaron is a quiet and humble man. He will almost always drop everything he is doing if it means helping another person. In many ways Aaron has ingrained instinct to assist, even to a fault. He hardly speaks, for fear of sounding undereducated, but he is constantly observing the world around him.

[b]Equipment[/b]
[b]Clothing:[/b] Aaron dresses in just a simple cream colored tunic, a pair of dark slacks, and some boots.
[b]Other:[/b] Aside from the clothes on his back, Aaron doesn’t carry much. He has no need for books or journals, and trinkets rarely interest him. The only thing he has is a watch he was given by his mother. It no longer works, but his mother claims it belonged to her father, Aaron’s grandfather.

[b]Events[/b]
(to be added)