Casval

SPECIES: Human
RACE: Caucasian
GENDER: Male
AGE: 29
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.-S: 5 P: 5 E: 5 C: 6 I: 8 A: 6 L: 5
FACTION/GROUP/UNAFFILIATED: Talon Company
SEGMENT IN FACTION/GROUP: Lt.
WEAPON PREFERENCE: Two 12.7MM SMG’s ammo belt around his chest has eight clips for them on it. On his back he has Two Pump action shotguns, on the stock there’s Five Shells on each side for extra ammo as well as the five already in the Chamber. One SMG is Silver, With an Ivory Handle, the other is Gun Metal Grey with a Walnut Handle, named Betty and Veronica, one shotgun has wood grain, the other has a Synthetic stock to it, called Lucky Luna (Wood and Gunmetal) and Bertha (Black and Nickel Plated) a Knife on the right Pauldron of his armor
AUGMENTATIONS: None
SKILLS: Adept with just about any weapon you give to him, prefers Mid to Close Range combat though, so he sticks with the SMG’s and the shotguns mostly. Skilled with a Knife when he needs to be. Skilled with Computers and Repairing things as well, especially weapons.
BIRTH PLACE: Rivet City
OCCUPATION: Mercenary
HISTORY OF CHARACTER: Born in Rivet City in 2248 to a couple of Technicians that worked there keeping various facets of the makeshift city running from robots to the Water System in the boat, as such he spent his time around allot of technical stuff, in his free time he’d hang around Flak and Shrapnels’ gun shop when it first started helping them with the shipments of weapons and learning all he could from them, as well as bugging the Scientists in their lab to learn what he could there, in-between him getting kicked out from there all the time, as well as spending time in the preservation society.
At an early age he was renowned for his intelligence and his Charisma in Rivet city even at an early age, though in most areas, he was pretty average. When he turned 17 he left taking some Armor and his first SMG from the Guards’ armory by hacking though a Terminal and shutting down the Robot guarding it when confronted by one of them on his way out asking why Casval simply said “I‘m tired of living in the Husk of the Old World, the Knowledge and means to create the new one is out there.” When the Guard tried to stop him again Casval Knocked the man out with the Butt of the 12.7mm SMG he’d stolen as well as taken the man’s caps.
Over time, he named that first SMG after a girl he fell in love with in the wastes that died, Betty, he got another one, and another girl, named Veronica, after she died, then came two more, twins that used shotguns, eventually they died as well, and he took their guns and named them after them regretfully.
He’s spent most of his time working as an adventure for hire, spent some time in Megaton he wandered looking for a group that could help serve as his means to reform the wasteland, the Brotherhood of Steel was too Knightly to do what needed to be done, Megaton didn’t have the means to it, the Outcasts only wanted to hold back the Knowledge of the Old World, he settled on Talon Company, a diamond in the ruff, something he could easily manipulate over time he surmised into taming the Capital wasteland, or something to do while he realizes he can’t change s\*\*\*. Since he was 27 he’s been working with the Talon’s and has recently be placed in Mack’s Squad in DC trying to route out the mutants.
 PERSONALITY: Calm, can be friendly, cold when he needs to, has a way of Manipulating people to do what he wants it seems.
HAIR/FACIAL HAIR: Wavy light Blonde, goes down to the base of his neck at the Longest point.
EYES: Pale Blue
SKIN FEATURES: Relatively pale
BODY TYPE/HEIGHT: Average 5.9 Feet Tall
CLOTHING/ARMOUR: Talon Combat Armor, with a modified Pauldron from your run of the mill Leather armor on the right side, in reality it’s that same combat armor he took in Rivet City just repaired over and over, and with the Logo of the Talon comp on it, also has splotches of Red Pain the put on it at one point Faded old jeans instead of the old Fatigues as pants, as well as new Shin and thigh guards from Combat Armor Mk.II Ammo belt around his chest with eight 12.7 SMG Clips on it
JEWELRY/ACCESSORIES: Big Black Sun Glasses.
LIKES: Tech, Guns, helping the world (even if it means he has to help burn it a bit more to get the means) Robots, Cigarettes, The Color Red
DISLIKES: Needless Violence, people doomed to repeat the mistakes of the past, your average Talon Company member (he likes some of them, but not the ones who are more or less Raiders
FEARS: The world never improves, or gets Restored to the Flawed systems that led it to ruin
AMBITIONS: To create a new Civilization in the Capital Wasteland, or die in the attempt. Barring success of that, he’ll strike out somewhere else and see if he can’t make his dreams a reality there. Manipulateing his way up the ranks of the Talon company to use it's Soliders to begin.
REASONS FOR AMBITIONS: The place is a cess pit, anything is better than it just about.