Name:Jackson Sawyer
Gender:Male
Age:22
Hieght: 5'7
Wieght: 147 lbs
Hair: brown with natural streaks of blonde
Eyes; Golden yellow swirled with blue
Ethnicity: Germanic
Birthplace: Unknown
Origin: Secluded temple atop a mountain
Abilities:
Strength: 4
Dexterity: 5
Endurance: 7
Intelligence: 8
Charisma:3
Specialties: Master of Ninjistu, free runner, master with blades;
Mutations/Powers: Enhanced sight, hearing, smell, and feel
Occupation: None(wanders the waste and steals from others stockpiles)
Alliances: None
Enemys: None
Pocessions: Wears black shirt and pants(fits comfortably, many pockets to keep rations, nicknacks, and weapons), wears a utility belt(contains multi-tool, crude map, single road flare, pan-flute, flint, combat knife, bandages, herbs, duct tape, and twine), white head wrap, worn black shoes wrapped in cloth, on his back is a single crude long short sword like sword, two sharpened shards of metal made to be like throwing knifes, a set of old worn football pads ,and a torn old Bible.
Appearance: He is slightly short and is slender. His muscles are not large but very define from him always being in some kind of struggle or adventure. His head wrap covers his face up to his nose. His clothes cover his football pads and weapons from view. His utility belt is visible and all his pockets are stuffed with rations and equipment for his long treks away from civilization. He is quite and avoids direct conversation with anyone unless it means he gets money or gains something.
Personality: His personality is complicated. While he cant stand people, he cant stand not being around someone or thing. He rarely speaks out loud and prefers action to words. It he has an option he will run and avoid conflict; but don’t corner him cause he’ll unleash hell on to anyone in his way. He prefers to take his supplies rather than buy them due to his low amount of anything valuable.
Story: His life from birth to about 4 years of age are a mystery. At the age of 4 he was found by a group of missionaries heading toward an old Buddhist temple somewhere in the Rocky Mountains. He spent most his life until age 16 at this temple learning military strategy, Ninjistu, and survival skills. One dark night a band of raiders attacked the temple, and though his clan fought valiantly, everyone but him was killed. The only reason he survived is due to an incredible stroke of luck when he over shot a jump and rolled down a hill into a river. He was unconscious until the next morning, and looked up to see all that he knew was up in fire and smoke. It was here that he lost all interest in deep relations with others and began to distrust others. He has wandered the waste ever since….
Gender:Male
Age:22
Hieght: 5'7
Wieght: 147 lbs
Hair: brown with natural streaks of blonde
Eyes; Golden yellow swirled with blue
Ethnicity: Germanic
Birthplace: Unknown
Origin: Secluded temple atop a mountain
Abilities:
Strength: 4
Dexterity: 5
Endurance: 7
Intelligence: 8
Charisma:3
Specialties: Master of Ninjistu, free runner, master with blades;
Mutations/Powers: Enhanced sight, hearing, smell, and feel
Occupation: None(wanders the waste and steals from others stockpiles)
Alliances: None
Enemys: None
Pocessions: Wears black shirt and pants(fits comfortably, many pockets to keep rations, nicknacks, and weapons), wears a utility belt(contains multi-tool, crude map, single road flare, pan-flute, flint, combat knife, bandages, herbs, duct tape, and twine), white head wrap, worn black shoes wrapped in cloth, on his back is a single crude long short sword like sword, two sharpened shards of metal made to be like throwing knifes, a set of old worn football pads ,and a torn old Bible.
Appearance: He is slightly short and is slender. His muscles are not large but very define from him always being in some kind of struggle or adventure. His head wrap covers his face up to his nose. His clothes cover his football pads and weapons from view. His utility belt is visible and all his pockets are stuffed with rations and equipment for his long treks away from civilization. He is quite and avoids direct conversation with anyone unless it means he gets money or gains something.
Personality: His personality is complicated. While he cant stand people, he cant stand not being around someone or thing. He rarely speaks out loud and prefers action to words. It he has an option he will run and avoid conflict; but don’t corner him cause he’ll unleash hell on to anyone in his way. He prefers to take his supplies rather than buy them due to his low amount of anything valuable.
Story: His life from birth to about 4 years of age are a mystery. At the age of 4 he was found by a group of missionaries heading toward an old Buddhist temple somewhere in the Rocky Mountains. He spent most his life until age 16 at this temple learning military strategy, Ninjistu, and survival skills. One dark night a band of raiders attacked the temple, and though his clan fought valiantly, everyone but him was killed. The only reason he survived is due to an incredible stroke of luck when he over shot a jump and rolled down a hill into a river. He was unconscious until the next morning, and looked up to see all that he knew was up in fire and smoke. It was here that he lost all interest in deep relations with others and began to distrust others. He has wandered the waste ever since….
