Name: Will
Age: 32
Race: Ghoul
Physical Description: Will is very tall standing at 6ā7 and is a relatively new ghoul so his skin hasnāt deteriorated to the state of most but itās beginning to peel and irritate him, falling off in strips and flakes. Wears long sleeve shirts and hooded jackets in attempts to hide his condition, is usually seen in a dark blue hooded jacket and tattered jeans.
Personality:Will is in general a very quiet individual, keeping to himself since most donāt trust or appreciate his presence. He grumbles to himself often and tends to be quite grumpy if bothered needlessly although if youāre polite, you can often avoid this reaction. Despite his bitter attitude, he seems to enjoy those with upbeat personalities and jokes which heāll give a passing huff and smirk in place of a laugh. Will also despises being alone for long periods of time even though he acts as though others constant presence annoy him. If he's not welcome in the area where he's currently at then he'll hover around the outskirts to simply watch the inhabitants and draw the socialization he needs from that. Typically not the first to jump the gun to help someone in need but his time around a young woman named Beth has slightly changed this and he often finds himself in frays defending complete strangers.
Although not exactly out on the prowl for conversations, if someone actually approaches him and isnāt rude then heāll answer them with grunts and short answers. If he finds himself under the fire of bigoted remarks then he has no qualms of using his large size and frightening appearance to scare people off. When it comes to the select few he considers close, heās extremely protective and even someone giving them a wrong look could cause him to jump across a table and dig his teeth into the perpetratorās face. Generally quiet and grumpily tolerant of most, he also has no problem manipulating the fear behind what he is to cause people to flee if they bother him.
History: Will is originally from Pennsylvania and lived around more highly irradiated areas until the effects soon became visible. His hair began falling out and his skin flaking but he refused to cower in Underworld as the other ghouls so quickly moved on to other areas of Washington to avoid detection. He would hide his condition under clothes and bandages; it was easy considering his skin was luckily not deteriorating quickly. Sometimes hitching rides on passing caravans, other times walking by foot until he finally resigned himself to an abandoned building in an unfamiliar area.
Time passed and the isolation began to take its toll on him. He was slowly becoming feral and it seemed this would be his fate, until the day a group of raiders decided to hassle a young girl outside his cave. He was still in his right mind and watched the scene until the girlās pleas for help finally reached him and he acted. Using his teeth, brute strength and a rock, he killed a few of the raiders before the rest fled in fear at the raging, hulk of a ghoul. Now left with the girl who he was sure would be afraid of him, he was surprised when she merely gawked with wide eyes for a moment, and then timidly asked his name. He told her he couldnāt remember and apparently answering her was enough to show he wasnāt insane because she then hugged him, declared his name was now Will and that he looked as though he was hungry. This was the start of a long lasting friendship.
Will stuck with Beth as though he were her shadow, keeping her safe and never letting her out of his sight for too long. He felt as though he owed her his life for saving him from the depths he was sinking into long ago in that dark cave. It was known that if you saw her, he wasnāt too far behind and vice versa. Of course the wastes are supremely unfair and fate tends to strike when youāre at your most content. Beth was taken from him, killed by raiders which left him alone once more but this time he vowed in her honor to not be taken over by the suffocating isolation. He now wanders from area to area scavenging what he can and even scavenging for those who are unable to do so for themselves.
Recently he's heard of a man offering money to travel into Neo York. There should be plenty of good scraps there and who isn't hurting for caps this days? So now he's set off to join this man.
Equipment:Will can usually be seen with a large pack on his back holding his necessities but also to place anything he might find while out scavenging. In his pack he carries a few food rations, a few bottles of water, limited ammo for his gun, a lead pipe and an old pair of binoculars. He also lets his gun dangle from his back, attached by a strap across his chest, a Rockwell CZ53 personal minigun.
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