NAME: Wesslie Kilborn Khel
FACTION: Railroad
PROFESSION: Heavy Agent
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 44
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: 213 lbs
EYES: Emerald
HAIR: Rust
SKIN: Rosy
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ Veteran: He fought with the Minutemen, and is comfortable with the use of both energy and ballistic weapons while also understanding how best to maintain them.
+ Lone Wolf: He does best alone, and knows his way around just about any situation.
- Gruff: As a Lone Wolf, he doesn't do so well with others, and can make enemies through misplaced hatred. He hates working with others, but it sometimes comes across as hating the person he's working with.
APPEARANCE:
A solitary figure, broad of shoulder and stocky in build, can often be seen traversing the wasteland. Garbed in old military fatigues with a sweater beneath, he can typically be found digging through ruins for parts and lost goods. Light combat armor pieces, all matte black, cling to his shoulders, legs and arms - though they're clearly light armor. A re-purposed assaultron head serves as his helmet, regardless of the season, and the mess of his beard adds a bit of longevity to the sorrow inherently visible in his eyes.
He, just like anyone in the Commonwealth, appears to have seen a little too much. At his hip sits a revolver, and a scoped hunting rifle is usually held in his gloved hands. Rarely does her interact with those he passes, though he's been known to at least give a friendly nod as though every day is just another day at the office - even when it's clear that the fifteen feral bodies littering the ground were all shot by him not long before.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born in Diamond City, his youth was relatively carefree in so far as a wastelander's can be. Protected by the walls and security, he was still familiar with the dangers of Boston proper - super mutants lived outside their door, quite literally. As he got older, he began working for Diamond City Security in maintenance of their robots and automated defenses. Not wanting to sit still for long, though, he attempted to join up with the Minutemen, and served for several years before the Quincy Massacre.
Leaving after that, he wandered for a time before deciding to help the Railroad. Apparently a man needing a cause to keep himself going, he found a home working as a 'heavy' for the Underground - a promotion he earned quickly for his skill with a gun. Sent only on the most dangerous missions, it's rare for him to come back to impart he's failed his mission. However, when he does, he offers no excuses, and simply waits for his next assignment with due patience.
He's still escorting Synths out of the Commonwealth and fighting the Institute, but he's increasingly being sent to the Northeast and South in the hopes of finding ammo and parts to keep their base running.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
avid Carmichael
