William Johnson

**Backstory**

William grew up in the bayou in the northern parts of the Gulf Commonwealth. He was 7 years old when the bombs fell, and his mother and sister were his only family. The three of them joined together with their town and survived the initial downfall of society within the isolated swamp lands. A man, by the name of Jacob Lawrence, aided these local families with his massive stockpile of foods, armaments, and enlightening sermons. For several years the townsfolk survived in this area, untouched by the foul raider gangs and hellfire of the bombs. In due time, the radiation from the bombs plagued the waters of their safe haven, and the irradiated waters of the bayou rose each month. It was during this time that the preacher, Jacob Lawrence, had to find a way to get his people to safety. They prayed to their god, and showed their devotion in any way they could.

Finally, the town was able to commandeer a way out of the swamp lands, but not before William's mother fell terribly ill due to the irradiated waters. They didn't make it far from the Gulf Commonwealth before, he and his sister had to bury their mother. Grief stricken, they carried forward in the name of their god. As they traversed the dangerous wasteland they came across many tribal gangs, vicious beasts, and hordes of foul ghouls. In this time William took it upon himself to learn how to fire a rifle; to protect the townspeople, and his sister. The two of them quickly became accustomed to the hatred and pain that the wastes threw at them.

By the time the group reached the Central Eastern Commonwealth, William was a man grown. He and his sister were two of the best shots out of the entirety of the townsfolk. Their group continued their trek across the wastes looking for a safe place to settle, but it became increasingly challenging. They were always assailed by evil groups, and it felt as though they were constantly running. The preacher, a man falling to madness, grew tired of the running, and started to tell his people to fight. United against the wastes with renewed zeal they turned the tables, and went on the hunt. William and his sister hunted down roving bands of raiders. Together they forced their foes to their knees and decimated the tribals. The entire town rose from the ashes of its former self and became a force to be reckoned with.

William and his sister were recognized by the Preacher and his right hand man, Charles Alston. They began to use the duo as a weapon of righteousness, and it worked for some time. They carved a path through the eastern commonwealth, and liberated many slaves, and doomed settlers. The reality of the harsh wasteland, once again, came to William one awful night. As he and his sister sneaked their way into a compound they were assaulted by a group of slavers. His sister was gruesomely wounded, but ultimately they defeated the slavers. Alone, and covered in her blood he buried his sister just as they did for his mother years ago.

Now, the group known as the Consecrators of the Exalted, makes their way to Appalachia, where there has been word of many new settlements. William "Vanquisher" Johnson was sent forward to scout out the lands that they seek to consecrate.

**Personality & Appearance**

William
Johnson is a no-nonsense kind of man; he does what must be done. He is grim,
observant, and doesn’t talk much.  He
lacks the social norms that most people would expect. Once he considers a
person as an ally, his loyalty is unbreakable.

He usually has his face covered by his hat, glasses, and bandanna. The few that have seen his face see his rough and dark skin tone, the few scars that run across his cheek and lips, the scruff on his face, and his long dark hair. His skin is mostly covered by his collared long sleeve shirt, but sometimes his tattoos can poke through. Nearly every inch of him is covered in tattoos and scaring, besides the front of his face, and his hands.

**Clothing**

Boots,
Jeans, belt with large buckle, tucked in long sleeve shirt with buttons down the middle,
Cowboy hat, dark sunglasses. All dark tones and decently dirty.

**Weapons/Gear**

* A six-shooter revolver, black tinted with a gold plated handle.
* A second six-shooter revolver, black tinted, with a white plated handle. (Was his sisters)
	+ Both revolvers are holstered on his left hip, one above the other.
* A dark wood lever-action revolver with a sling for his shoulder.
* An Indiana-Jones-like satchel that contains; cigarettes, matches, canteen, and his holy book.

**Mutation**

Eagle Eyes - During his time as a child in the irradiated waters of the bayou he developed a mutation. His eyes began to yellow, and sometimes he would loose his vision. The sun and any light began to hurt him and he needed sunglasses to be able to see. Now, he can see a bit better than most, but still his eyes are sensitive to sunlight.