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Lucas made his way to the front of the court so that he might look upon all of those gathered, adjusted his collar, and took a deep breath. After placing his fingertips together to focus and center himself, he began to speak; slowly, for those not quite fluent in English.

"My good people of the Elk Lake Commune, you will find that what I tell you today is said in the spirit of justice and recovery. Not so much in our defendant's case, for I believe his actions are laid bare and shall speak for themselves; no, I want to speak in regards to Elk Lake itself and its future. Truly, I believe that these events and thus this trial will be remembered by the residents of this place for some time to pass, and will no doubt affect how we all live our lives from here on our, and thus I find it important that I speak on the matter while I have the chance.

"We are..." he spoke, pausing to find the right word. "The land is scarred by nuclear devastation, as are the people who would dwell on the earth with the tenacity the human race is known for. This was all done in the name of greed, in the name of striking down our fellow man for personal gain. I was only a child at the time and cannot claim to know just what the leaders of the time were thinking when they unleashed hell upon their neighbors, but I believe that I am not alone in finding it a waste... a waste of our beautiful home, this spaceship Earth that we have dwelled on for thousands of years."

Again he hesitated, for the speech unnerved him more than he was making known through his words and small fidgets. "Yet still, we have survived the apocalypse. The world is worse for wear, but humans continue onwards. I think it is our duty not to repeat the mistakes of the times before the war... the mistakes of the 'Old World', as it were. Our fathers and theirs before them have assured we have precious little in this time, but this does not mean we must abandon our brothers and sisters to claim material goods for ourselves. If this is some sort of test from whatever power may dwell on high, then we should approach it with... well, in the spirit of teamwork and community, not competition and contention. We've seen what war has wrought on us, and I don't believe any of us would like to repeat it." he continued, holding out his hands spread out to keep everyone's attention.

"I can't speak for the state of the world past North America, but looking on even the deserted lands here, I can only imagine that the situation is largely the same beyond our dwelling here. What I mean to say is that the Old World is dead, and this brave New World flawed as it may be is our chance to begin again. To prove ourselves better than those that came before us." he pleaded, then gesturing towards Rick. "The people of Canada had their home taken by the people of the United States... my people, I suppose... in the spirit of victory against a hostile power that they could not comprehend possibly understanding. The wounds of the Old World persist in their struggle to reclaim what is left, and... I believe it is only right that they should not fight any longer. If only to avoid more bloodshed in Richard's fashion. Far too many men are willing to lay down their lives for family and country, which while I admire, I believe is fruitless when we could be laying down our guns and tending to our fields."

With an idle hand, he moved to stroke the pendant around his neck, focusing on his closing statements. "I... suppose if there's one thing I'm trying to say, it's... Well, I believe it's clear that for better or for worse, there are four groups of people here in Elk Lake. The Americans, the Chinese, the displaced Canadians, and the people of the Vault. Each of us have our own strengths and weaknesses, our own perspectives to offer. The Americans and their advanced equipment; the Chinese and their strong sense of community; the Canadians and their knowledge of the land; and the Vault Dwellers, with their advanced technology and preserved resources. I say that instead of living in silent animosity, repeating the mistakes of the Cold War, we instead strive to work together and make a home off of what land we can muster. Abandon America, China, the Vault, even Canada... and make Elk Lake a place safe for the children to come."

Luke began to step back to his seat, but hesitated shortly. "I... understand that words cannot replace loved ones, nor can they mend wounds. I'm a doctor, I know that better than anyone." he said, again taking a calculated breath to give himself more time to think of how to close off the speech. "Still... I think we owe it to those gone before us to try, maybe just for the chance that we can preserve what humanity we have left."

With that, Luke respectfully bowed to those gathered and muttered a quiet "thank you" that some may have not even heard.

After Luke's heartfelt speech he returned to his seat in the audience and Zhang got up and began pacing once more as he made his final statement.

"I'm not sure what to say. I'll concede Rick isn't The Black Cat. He may be a commander, but he isn't the commander. However, he still murdered three people in cold blood. And I believe he'd do so again. We can't let him go and if he stays here, it's only a matter of time until his friends try to rescue him. Rick may be earnest in his attempts to repent but, they won't care. Think about it, if they had one of ours, Sebastian, Ho, Xiao, wouldn't we try to get them back? Even if they told us not to come? Of course we would." said Zhang. "It's unfortunate, but I think we all know there's only one way this trial can end. What the verdict will be and what sentence must be passed. In light of all the evidence, I hope the judge will make the right decision."

Zhang nodded at Yisheng. "Thank you." said Zhang before returning to his chair.

"Rick." said Yisheng, gesturing for Rick to stand and make his statement.

Slowly standing up, Rick gazed out over the many faces gathered here. Those of his companions, the crowd, Sebastian, Yisheng, Zhang. He met the eyes of as many as he could before he took a breath, exhaled, and spoke what would likely be his last words.

"'Will be', 'must be', 'one way'..." Rick shook his head. "That's not true."

"We make choices, every one of us. Some right, some wrong, and we have to face the consequences for all of them. Make yours, and do your best to make it a choice you won't regret."

Doctor Ho was silent for about half a minute following Rick's speech. "After weighing all the evidence, I've come to a conclusion. For the murder of Tong, Bo and Tong the defendant is found guilty. However, on the charges of sedition, both Rick and the Black Cats as a whole have been found not guilty. I fully believe Rick acted alone and hope our communities can find common ground in the future, one free of an American and raider threat." said Yisheng. The judge let out a deep sigh. "Rick you are hereby sentenced to death. Sentence to be carried out immediately in the courtyard by Field Commander Zhang."

The guard who had escorted Rick in put his hand on the rebel's shoulder, lest he get any ideas about running away. "Your body will be returned to the Black Cats." Yisheng added. He gestured toward's Rick's companions. "If you want to say goodbye or perform prayers, go ahead."

Even though Chris had been doubtful that the trial would end in anything other than an execution for Rick, his stomach still took a lurch when Yisheng announced the sentence.

He looked at Rick to see his expression. This was horrible.
Rick was a murderer, and if the Tongs and Bo had been friends or relations of Chris', he would be reeling with enough hatred right now that a large part of him would be glad of the verdict, but it was still disturbing to see it all play out, nonetheless.

A part of Chris felt like Rick must want to die. He could have left for good after the coup at camp, or sneaked off instead of helping defeat the raiders.
It seemed clear that the Canadian wanted to be judged. His own admissions showed he made no excuses for his actions.
He looked tired of the whole thing; life, fighting, survival. He was letting fate decide his judgement and death was likely a form of being set free, of retribution, something that deep down he welcomed as a release from his own mental prison.

There was sadness in the moment. As a doctor, it was hard for Chris to not feel like there was some other way, something that could be done to help bring out the good that he knew was inside Rick, and push out the part that made him pick bad choices and kill by way of supposedly doing 'the right thing'.
However, in the wasteland, such notions seemed naive and overly optimistic.
Things were more black and white; there wasn't the time or the resources to be trying to reform every killer or criminal out there.

Chris turned his head away from the defendant. He was tired of so much death being dealt; the future hoped for in Luke's speech was a future that needed to come quickly.

Rick looked towards the ground, and nodded slowly. He'd known this would happen, in spite of Lucas' urgings, in spite of it all.

At his guard's discretion, the sentenced man walked towards his former companions. He felt nothing really needed saying, between him and them. Rick did look to Chris, however. "If Xiao comes to..." He hesitated, and then shook his head. The Commune didn't need to hear any more from him, not even Xiao.

He looked to Luke, and had but one thing more to say. "Tell the Black Cats I said goodbye."

Turning, he nodded to the guard, indicating he was ready to proceed to the courtyard.

Rick was led outside by the guard and Zhang. Everyone else stayed inside, none of them would witness Rick's actual execution. He was brought round to the side of the cabin and put on his knees. Rick felt the cold metal of Zhang's pistol push up against the back of his head. "For Tong." said Zhang in a biting tone before pulling the trigger. Rick fell forward to the ground, his ears buzzing as he could feel an unbearable amount of pain. As Rick felt his consciousness slipping from him, he made out a casing just in front of his face. It was from a bullet he'd used to kill Tong.

Those inside the cabin heard a second shot a couple of seconds after the first.
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The Restless Dead:

The attack on The Restless Dead utterly crushed the raider forces and with Yama dead, their remnants were unable to regroup. The few who'd escaped headed north or east leaving Elk Lake behind them. The half a dozen ghouls who had been taken prisoner following the attack, including Joey, were eventually found guilty of raiding and sentenced to death.

After being scavenged for resources by people from the Free Territory, the logging camp was left vacant. Still, there are rumors of a fierce one eyed cougar who's made the camp her home.

Vault 115:

Vault 115 never again had an Overseer or Chief of Security. For a time Vault 115 remained under joint occupation by Black Cat and PLA forces but this came to an end shortly after the fighting that broke out in November 2099. Officer Everett and Officer Alvarez were among those killed in that fighting. By December 2099 the population of Vault 115 was lower than 100. Vault 115 had little choice but to become incorporated into the Free Territory of Elk Lake and while some residents left the Vault, many from Camp Elk Lake and the Elk Lake Commune moved to Vault 115. With the advanced technology and plentiful resources of the vault, it became an important part of Elk Lake. While the medical resources were doubtless more valuable, many appreciated Vault 115's vast entertainment achieves. Still, Vault 115 residents continued to be met with a certain level of distrust by others for decades to come. The New Plague was mostly used up in producing vaccines, the small amount that remained was kept under tight security in case more vaccine was required in the future.

Herbert Tooms & Hermes: Doctor Tooms was put on trial for the role he played in spreading the New Plague virus. However for informing the Caravan survivors and helping produce the vaccine before it was too late, Tooms was granted clemency and sentenced to house arrest, to remain in Vault 115. While Tooms continued his job as a doctor, he never again made music and his research into New Plague and the ghoul condition came to a halt. Tooms was wrecked by guilt for the rest of his days, unable to make peace with his own actions. He died of a morphine overdose in 2108, whether it was accidental or suicidal is unknown.

Following Herbert's death, Hermes continued his role as a medical assistant in Vault 115.

Camp Elk Lake and The Summer House:


Camp Elk Lake became the hub of the newly established Free Territory of Elk Lake. The US Military were officially ousted and many former soldiers left the region. No longer under military control, many residents began to expand outwards, reclaiming sections of the town of Elk Lake proper. With the influx of new cattle the agriculture of the camp was bolstered and their four working vehicles were invaluable when it came to transportation. The Black Cats as an organisation evolved into a generalized militia for community defense.

Constance Holliday: Constance, like most Black Cats, was deeply saddened following Rick's death. After negotiations in December 2099 and the formation of the greater Free Territory of Elk Lake, she retired from her role as The Black Cat and role as a soldier in general. She put down her guns, leaving the militia to others. Instead she took a more organisational role in her community. Before long people were joking referring to her as a mother hen given her tendency to check in on everyone.

Constance hadn't had much luck with the ladies in the past, Elk Lake was admittedly a rather small pool for that sort of thing. However in 2100, months after her husband's death, Constance began to form a connection with Kristie Goodcrow, a woman she'd secretly had a crush on for years. In 2103 Constance and Kristie married with Daniel Goodcrow and Tabitha West becoming Constance's step-children.

Sophia: Rick's or rather, Bo's rifle became Sophia weapon of choice. Saddened by losing so many comrades but inspired by Rick's words, Sophia continued to protect her community. In time Sophia effectively became the commander of Elk Lake's newly established militia. The Summer House became the command center for Elk Lake's militia.

While she still tried out her psychic powers on occasion, she never did develop a full understanding of them nor was she able to do anything other than get a sense of what someone was thinking or feeling at the cost of great pain.

Anderson: Anderson retired completely from military operations following his injuries during the assault on The Restless Dead. It may have been due to his wound or ghoulification, but Anderson soon developed an incredibly deep gravely voice. Anderson turned his attention to mechanics and eventually filled the void left by Riel as the go to mechanic for Elk Lake and the person who kept the trucks running.

Jan Iwinski and Rick: Both Jan Iwinski and Rick had their bodies recovered and were buried with honors alongside Riel at The Summer House.

The Goodcrows: Michael Goodcrow was tragically killed in the fighting at Vault 115, serving as a medic for Black Cat forces. However his brother and sister continued to work as doctors in their community.

Michael's widow Kristie adopted Tabitha West and eventually remarried with Constance Holliday becoming her wife. The Ion Maiden was a wrestling champion for years to come, a moniker eventually adopted by Tabitha who developed a real talent for punching things.

Andrew Kuo: Andrew Kuo left Elk Lake the morning after Rick's execution, taking Rhodes two magnums with him. Following Cooper's death and the rise of the Black Cats Kuo could tell there was no place for him in Elk Lake any longer. Kuo was going to leave alone but at the last second Private Braus, the woman who's brother Harry had murder decided to go with him. Together the pair made their way south into America and whatever awaited them.

Johnny the Robobrain: Johnny the Robobrain remained in Elk Lake for a few months much to the delight of the community's children. But eventually the road called to him once more and he was off again, seeking his adventures on the road, making stops and performing shows in the various settlements he came across.

"Johnny Guitar" a family radio drama staring Johnny and drawing inspiration from his life became a massive success in the New California Republic in the early 23rd Century. There were even episodes about the conflict around Elk Lake including rather inaccurate recreations of some of its key figures and events while embellishing Johnny's role in resolving things.

Elk Lake Commune:

Following the conflict at Vault 115, the bulk of the remaining military forces at the Elk Lake Commune departed with Zhang as their leader. Following negotiations the Commune officially became part of the Free Territory of Elk Lake. There were still tensions between the two communities, but things became far more peaceful than they ever had in the past. While it's members still had notable sway as well respected figures of their community, the Citizen's Council was dissolved.

Ming Xiao and Sebastian Guttenburg: Fang Xiao was born on January 1st 2100, a healthy baby much to the delight of his parents and older sister. Ming made a full recovery from the wounds she'd sustained at the hands of Tu. While she'll forever be a Maoist at heart, with their significantly reduced military power, little hopes of defense and the benefits Vault 115 could provide, Ming was convinced to dissolve the Citizen's Council and join the Free Territory of Elk Lake. While no longer Chairwoman, Ming remained a well respected and influential member of her community. In time the knowledge that along with her father and Tong she'd launched 6 nuclear missiles at North America was lost to history.

Sebastian continued serving as a a teacher for the youth of Elk Lake well into old age.

Chris Xiao: Following in her namesake's footsteps Chris became a fully trained doctor and like her mother matured into a well liked and respected member of her community. Had they not been absorbed into the Free Territory, Chris likely would have been Chairwoman herself one day.

Yisheng: Doctor Ho had fully expected to die within a few years given his old age, he was set to retire around when the war had broken out after all. However it didn't happen and he'd go on to discover just how long ghouls could survive. But among Black Cats he became a figure of much hatred given the sentence he'd laid down upon Rick.

Still while he was a bitter old man who few liked, he served as a doctor for the people of Elk Lake for two more decades before eventually leaving for parts unknown.

Zhang: Zhang and those who went with him traveled eastward, leaving Elk Lake behind them. They established the Red Star Mercenary Company with Zhang as their leader and took jobs big and small across the Great White North.

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In the aftermath of Rick's trial, Dr. Lucas did as he always had; strove to improve the lives of the people around him. He was instrumental in the negotiations concerning the future of the Elk Lake territory, and though he often despaired over the future of the area, he always pressed on with hope and faith close on hand.

During his efforts in the north, Luke stayed with the Goodcrows, yet another ward of the kind family even after the loss of Michael. During his stay he aided them in building a new home, raising Tabitha West to an extent, and did his best to keep them healthy in a harsh world. It was less than a year to the day after Rick's execution when the long-running rumors of the doctor's involvement with Ms. Sylvia Goodcrow were confirmed , and the two were married in the year 2101; Luke ended up taking the Goodcrow name largely in thanks for their generosity in accommodating him.

Largely in part to his contributions to the peace in the region and the formation of the Free Territory of Elk Lake, Luke was offered leadership positions in many capacities, all of which he refused. He insisted that he only did what anyone in his position should have, and left the task of leading and representation to those more qualified than he. For a few years he ran a pediatric clinic with Sylvia's aid, taking care of the children of the land to quell what ails they might have had. However, as Chris Xiao and others her age grew to become doctors, Luke found his place in the north a little redundant. After a long talk with Sylvia, the couple agreed to depart for a time in the year 2104 in search of new places to find and new people to help in their hours of need.

This temporary excursion turned into an extended journey, for the needs of the scarred wasteland were great and Luke's ability to heal was in great demand; as were Sylvia's scouting prowess, which were pivotal to their survival during their adventures. The couple outran raiders in the ruins of Idaho, combed the abandoned ruins of Luke's home vault for medical supplies, performed emergency surgeries in the town of Jacksvault, and even passed through the lawless Mojave Desert.

They planned to return to Elk Lake at last after nearly five years on the road when they came across the outskirts of the San Diego ruins, overshadowed by the massive cloud of radiation known as The Glow located at the old West Tek research facility. The people of the settlement that would eventually come to be known as "Dayglow" were fringe settlers at the time, unable to approach the harsh radiation that would permeate the area for decades to come. Luke and Sylvia set up shop on the outskirts of the ruins in a small settlement called Vista, founded in the former suburb of Chula Vista, and worked on treating irradiated residents.

The demand for aid was far greater than what could be solved by a short stay. A few months turned into several years, and it wasn't long until Luke and Sylvia considered Vista to be their home. They were joined by their children; twins Isaac and Isabella (2109) and youngest daughter Imoen (2111), and were known by the people of the area as impossibly kind benefactors to all who requested their aid.

Time passed quickly for Luke after this. Doctoring paired with parenting made the years blur together, but he knew one thing; despite the severity of the world he found himself in, he was happy. There were occasional excursions, crises in the Vista, and Luke once repelled a raider invasion of the area through negotiation alone by recruiting the marauders as a defense force in exchange for resources. He was respected and beloved by his neighbors and fellow survivors, and against his urgings was made Mayor of Vista in 2126 at the fresh age of 58.

Twelve years passed, and the shaky peace of the subrub settled on the edge of disaster began to crumble. By now the Goodcrow children had departed to pursue their own lives away from the fringes of San Diego, and the aging Luke and Sylvia Goodcrow were left as the leaders of a town depleted of resources. The Vista Shields, formerly repentant raiders who rose up to become the settlement's defenders, grew dissatisfied with increasingly small compensation for their protection and turned on the people of Vista instead. In the expanse of an evening, Luke lost everything; his home, his town, and his wife, all gone in a blaze of fire. As one of the few survivors of the incident, he departed to the only nearby settlement he knew of; the ruins of San Diego, knowing full well that it would be an incredibly dangerous journey for a man of seventy years. He was surprised, then, when other survivors joined him on his trek; they wished to repay the kindness he had shown them for over thirty years by ushering him to San Diego, and despite harsh resistance by feral ghouls, the journey was successful.

Luke fit in well with the residents of the ruins, and tutored the younger folk in the ways of medicine as best as he could in his age. He imparted them with tales of his travels with Sylvia, and would always dwell on the story of Elk Lake and the plight of the Black Cats. Luke would always stop mid-way through these stories for a moment, wondering what became of the people in the Great White North, before continuing on; always ensuring that Rick's deeds, controversial as they were, were known.

As always, disaster followed the doctor, and the inhabitants of the ruins were flushed out by a marauder attack. Luke again miraculously survived and accompanied the migrants of the settlement to the north, serving as the resident 'kindly old man' that kept the children entertained with stories and assurances that they would be alright. This migration was spearheaded by a confident young woman named Nicole, who looked to Dr. Goodcrow for advice from time to time in the ways of the Wasteland.

At long last the migrants looked upon the perfect place to claim as their new home; deep within the Boneyard, the remains of pre-war Los Angeles, they came across the Los Angeles Public Library. Within the building the migrants found books and databases including invaluable knowledge; agriculture, history, medicine, and more that had been lost to time after the falling of the bombs. Inspired by their success, Nicole gathered the people that followed her into the Boneyard and proclaimed the founding of the Followers of the Apocalypse, a faction dedicated to tending to the inhabitants of the wasteland; all the while ensuring that the mistakes of the Old World were to never be repeated. Dr. Lucas Goodcrow was counted among the founding members and officers of this organization, even despite his old age and his physical confinement to a wheelchair.

By the year 2161, the 93-year-old Dr. Lucas had come to accept the twilight of his years ("well past their due", as he would say). He spent most of his time confined to his quarters, inscribing his memoirs and stories into a lovingly-kept journal. One day, after kindly giving directions and advice to a traveling Vault-Dweller from further up north, Dr. Lucas Goodcrow passed away peacefully in his sleep.

He departed knowing a few things that brought him great comfort; that he had done as his creator would have urged him, that he had done his best to be a loving father and devoted husband, and most of all, that he had left the Wasteland a better place than he had found it.

To this day, the Followers of the Apocalypse look back on their history and note Dr. Lucas Goodcrow, the kindly old healer that stumbled into their fold by chance and provided guidance. He is colloquially known as "Father Lucas", and his writings are studied by Followers particularly interested in the practice of medicine.

Gene, Will, & John McWhite

Lucas never saw his half-brothers again. He would go on to out-live each of them; Gene perished in the mercenary line of work long before Luke reached California, Will was killed during a cave-in around Boston, and John disappeared into an irradiated junkyard, never to be seen again.

Isaac, Isabella, Imoen

All three of Luke and Sylvia's children departed to their own pursuits at different points during their lives, but always carried on the teachings of their father with them. Eventually the three children would find their way back to California, each with a weight of experience and knowledge all their own, and became members of the Followers of the Apocalypse after hearing of their father's contributions to the organization.

After the Elk Lake area was declared Free Territory, Chris stayed at the Commune for a few weeks, helping out the community with his skills as a doctor.
He enjoyed spending time with his brother, sister-in-law and niece before he began the journey back to Vault 5 in Seattle to give the long awaited news to his father, Michael.
Michael was happy to see the return of Chris and overjoyed to hear that his eldest son was alive and well.
The two of them left the vault together and travelled back towards Elk Lake. Their travelling party was attacked enroute, but thankfully only minor injuries were sustained on their side.

Once safely back at Elk Lake commune, the family reunion was one of the happiest times that Chris could remember.
Understandably, it took Michael some time to become accustomed to the outside world and its people, but he soon re-established his role as a surgeon within the community, without whom many a life would have been lost. He was also fortunate enough to see the birth of his second grandchild, Fang.

Chris also settled down within Elk Lake. Although at times he missed vault life, he enjoyed the freedom of the outdoors and the diversity of people whom he met.
As well as his main job as a doctor, Chris enjoyed helping to farm the land, as well as learning to cook what offerings they harvested.
It was during his time that he met his partner, Thomas, who worked as a chef, and the two of them lived contentedly together until their twilight years.

In the days before the Great War, the average American's vision of Canada was a nation of peace-lovers. A little brother to America, never stirring the pot, never doing anything of gravity aside from some simple mutual trade.

They were very wrong. Throughout history, Canadians have done a lot of bad and a lot of good, both. As soldiers, they distinguished themselves to their enemies as stormtroopers, fearlessly pursuing their objectives, no matter the cost.

Rick's confidence in the Black Cats' victory over the US Remnants never wavered for an instant. His actions and his end, though both controversial, had undoubtedly shaped the region's future. None would forget the man or his deeds--hated and loved, reviled and revered, he lived and died to see independence restored. Black Cats, Vault Dwellers, the Commune--it didn't matter. So long as all lived equally, the Great White North was a land for all to live and prosper.

To those who know all to well the price of freedom, the red and white of their flag is blood on the snow, shed in the pursuit of lasting peace.

After being suspended again, Ashley Kennedy ended up being lost but when she heard that Rick was executed, she felt a mild pleasure in knowing that the man who she held responsible for the loss of her arm was dead. However, with the new state of Elk Lake, she found herself having issues trying to continue her purpose and was fortunate enough to find herself in a unique position but not intentionally. During the spring of 2100, Tesa ended up having an affair with a golden retriever and gave birth to a healthy litter of 12 Husky Retrievers. She found herself caring a lot for them and discovered that retirement wasn't that bad. Using her understanding of Tesa, she became a renowned dog breeder over the next few years in Elk Lake and Husky Retrievers became a common sight though Tesa ended up becoming a bit of an egostical dog as a result of it. After the events of 2099, Grace Atkins returned to Vault 115 to help assist with the transition but as the months went by, increasing dislike of all Vault Dwellers plagued the citizens of the vault. Some left for new pastures, others remained. As the woman who unknowingly played a major part in the spread of the New Plague, she felt it was best to leave before someone decided that she needed to be buried 6 foot under. Without so much as a goodbye, she departed from the only place she knew as home but found herself surprisingly not caring about it. In a way, she felt a small burden lifted off her shoulders and her interest in the outside world was free to roam wild.

She headed south and was not heard from again by the residents of Elk Lake. Whether those who knew her missed her or not, it was not known. But this did not mean Grace Atkins perished. No, she ended up in Oregon after a few close encounters with local raiders on the way and encountered Geckos. But unlike the Geckos she had previously encountered and due to recent mutation, these were larger and more vicous. Out of a mild interest, she used it for meat. To her surprise, it was quite tasty and by the summer of 2100, she ended up in Kalamath Falls, having gotten distracted by caravans, raiders, salvaging and trading with merchants.

Intially, she traded some of her salvaged gear and used her expertise to get by but she realised that the town had an untapped resource. One that would keep itself fed. After purchasing a hunting rifle, she began to hunt Geckos for meat. At first, she was met with poor results but once word spread of how filling Gecko meat was, the former head of expeditions of Vault 115 in the Great White North found her new purpose in life and ended up starting a new tradition that would outlast her. She ended up falling in love with a fellow hunter in the year 2105 and a decade later, to her surprise, became a mother. She had never viewed herself as such but Klamath Falls was her home now and she had concrete roots. She ocassionally explored the nearby ruins and salvaged what she could but she flourished as a Gecko hunter and became quite popular. In the year of 2115, she considered destroying her pipboy but it's usefulness was superior to the idea that she was hanging onto the last bit of her old life.

Here is my Character:

[b:]Name:[/b]Nekros, Witch-Priest of Bha-Kath:

Ghoul

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Physical Description: Nekros is unusually tall, standing at 6'6. He has black hair that reaches just slightly below his shoulders. He is strong and toned but with little to no bulky muscle. His eyes are a dark green and slim, suggesting a slight hint of East-Asian ancestry. Unlike most ghouls his skin is more grey than green and surprisingly intact. He has a thin and slightly pointed nose. He typically has a small scowl on his face.

Starting Equipment: Armored Witch-Priest robes (Stats of metal armor chest piece but with 1/2 weight) - a 3 pronged black helm (same stats as Raider helmet (fallout 4)) - a pair of black leather boots - a steel longsword (26 slash damage)

Biography: Nekros' backstory before the War is unknown; he refuses to tell you anything he thinks you don't need to know. He does mention being a witch-priest of Bha-Kath, a mysterious city that worships their immortal God-King. Nekros reveals very little of the city, saying that he will tell you when you are ready for such knowledge. Apparently, the God-King of Bha-Kath issued Nekros a divine decree to find the Holy Sepulcher, a seemingly mythical site that Nekros will not share more about. Nekros is cold and calculating but also devoted to a religion that he calls the Way of Kath. He is interested in spreading his religion and before being ambushed, had several acolytes traveling with him. His devotion to the Way of Kath leads him to be sometimes stubborn and arrogant. Nekros has no close relations and sees love as a weakness. He is known for towering above others with his larger than normal height, and his demeanor enforces respect amongst the lower people of the wastes.
Nekros has survived for long periods of time by himself and is a capable fighter using melee and kinetic weapons, though preferring the former. Nekros is a passionate speaker and is capable of drawing in large crowds, which he sees as more potential followers of the Way. As a person he appears to have no morals or emotions, seeing them as hindrances of a person's capability. Many see him as some form of psycopath.

Nekros was actually a high figure in the Pre-War American Army and his real name is William 'Bill' Forrest. He was feared by many for his disregard of human life and willingness to do whatever it took to win. Fearing that a war with the Reds would erupt, he gathered his family onto his personal ship to keep them safe. Unfortunate, all either died of radiation poisoning or became ferals. He and whatever soldiers still under his command decided to join the Enclave, the last bastion of America. While the Enclave recognized Forrest as a highly decorated military man, he and his entire force had ghoulified and thus shunned by them. Only Forrest's career saved them from being killed outright. Forrest and his men wandered the wastelands for years, dropping steadily in number, but eventually reached the city of Bha-Tath. Nekros doesn't remember what happened and the closest memory to that event was when he ascended to the ranks of Witch-Priest. Seeing as he never heard from his men at arms again, Nekros believes that it is safe to assume they were killed outright or put to death in the gladiatorium.

C:6
A:6
S:7
P:5
I:6
E:5

Skills: Melee = Skill at engaging in combat with your bare fists and with melee weapons like knives, clubs, axes, etc.
Speech = Skill at persuading, seducing, deceiving and overall manipulating people by talking to them.
Survival = Practical knowledge of the outdoors, knowledge of tracking and the ability to live off the land.

Traits: This is My Boomstick

Other details that don’t fit into existing categories: Despite being scornful, arrogant, and stubborn, Nekros truly believes he can help people with the Way of Kath. Before the war he had a wife, but he put her down when she became feral. Because of this Nekros has little strong non-friend relations. He is very suspicious of other people and is very slow to trust, but can be a strong ally and a loyal friend.

Could I use this Character?

Is this too late?

theEpicShadowscale wrote:Is this too late?

Unfortunately yes. RP ended in 2017, but there's still some people active over on the discord server that do RPs