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~Defcon1~

NAME: Casey ‘Trader’ Romain
RACE: Caucasian – Australian/American
GENDER: Male
AGE: 55
BUILD: Average
WEIGHT: 140
HEIGHT: 6’ 3”
EYES: Hazel
HAIR: Charcoal Blonde, Ponytail, Unshaven
FACIAL FEATURES: Scar running from the side of his left eye, down along his jaw to just underneath the left side of his mouth, Broken Nose

WEAPONS: Assault Rifle - Galil ARM / Cavalry Saber – made from two swords, a Chinese officers Sword and an old Confederate Saber from a looted Museum

APPAREL: Stormchaser Hat, Blue-Grey Longcoat with yellow stripes and insignia, Olive-Drab Hooded Cloak, Long Sleeve Black Leather Jacket, Red T-Shirt, Tan Fatigue Pants, GP Boots, Scabbard

ARMOUR: suit of Combat Armor that appears to be mismatched and sports many different insignia





~Suttonboy~

NAME: Suttonboy
RACE: Caucasian
GENDER: Male
AGE: 32
BUILD: Lean
WEIGHT: 10 Stone
HEIGHT: 5' 11"
EYES: Green
HAIR: Blonde - Shaved
FACIAL FEATURES: Scars around Face and Skull suggesting torture

WEAPONS:Super-Sledge Nicknamed "Splat" and a Minie-gun Nicknamed "Hilda"


APPAREL: Torn Dirty Shirt and Torn Regular Trousers


ARMOUR: Combat Armour


HISTORY: Originally Kidnapped by Super-Mutants for FEV mutation he spent 11 years in a cell waiting for the unknown to happen, during this time he became obsessed with the weapons he could see outside of his cell and started to name them and talk to them. he was eventually wasting away from starvation and managed to escape through the bars of his cell and stole the weapons he had nicknamed and escaped from the testing area. he was found wandering the wastes in a dazed state by a member of





~GuFF MaN~

Name: Vincent
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Gray (Cold and life less)
Status: Single (The widower of Sydney)
Personality: Strait forward and very determined
Favorite line: You cant spell Slaughter with out Laughter.
Poison of choice: whiskey, Phyco
Rank In H.A.V.E.N.: (X-General) Soldier
Karma: Neutral (But slightly demented)
Weapons: Duel Deathclaw Gantlets (Slaughter) ; Sniper Rifle (Point Blank)
Armor: Ranger armor still stained with the blood of his wife’s killers and with the word H.A.V.E.N. painted on the top left on his chest piece.

History: Vincent is a former resident of vault 101 he left the vault when it was first open and unable to reenter the vault after it closed. He wandered the waste until the day he came across Reilly and the rest of her rangers. Vincent was able to join them only after several testes. And after a few years doing missions for Reilly it led him to Sydney, who was living in big town he fell in love instantly. And left the rangers and moved to a small camp North West of Girdershade. But only after a few months Vincent came down with a very bad illness. And Sydney was forced to go out and get money for medicine. She got work at rivet city and after her run in with a former vault dweller. She was returning home with her earnings when she was ambushed by raiders and was violently killed. Vincent new something was wrong and went out to find her only to find her dead and her killers not to far off having a good old time. Vincent slaughtered them all with Pain, and took back Sydney’s gun it was broken but he would fix it if it was the last thing he did. Then he left all of there remains for the local wild life. Vincent joined the H.A.V.E.N. after they witnessed the brutal murder of the raider’s reasonable for Vincent’s wife’s death. Vincent joined in order for him to find a new place to belong. Vincent became a general after three years of service in H.A.V.E.N. Do to his remarkable success rate in the missions sent on and because he was a former vault dweller his knowledge on the VO would prove usefully in the new role as General. Vincent’s first task as General was to was to commission members of H.A.V.E.N. to be apart of and assault team called Sanctum. And after the tremendous achievements of Sanctum, Vincent knew where he belonged and it was not behind the lines giving orders. It was on the battle field fighting, killing, and dieing side by side with the soldiers. Vincent busted himself down to the rank of the soldiers and join Sanctum.





~MastaC~

Age: 25
Height: 6 feet
Hair Color: White
Hair Style: short/messy
Eye Color: Blue
Weight: 180
Race: Caucasian
Aparrel: long white coat, white boots, white pants, white T-shirt
Weapon: Sniper Rifle Cusdomized to use .44 magnum rounds/razor sharp Hunting Knife
Personality: quiet, calm, observant, and fearless when in the field, friendly, trusting, and talkative when with others
History: Mostly shrouded in mystery, only thing the others know is that he used to work for the VO as an Assassin, until he figured out what they really want. Now dedicated to H.A.V.E.N's cause.
Major Skills: Small Guns, Repair, Sneak





~Methian~

Name: Nathanial
Age: 57
Race: Human Male
Eyes: Green
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 102 lbs
Karma: Neutral, in the middle, only no apology. Centered, unmoved by yin and yang ideology.
Mastered Skills: Repair - Small Guns - Unarmed
Standard Weapon: Hellburst. Flamer with radioactive flames and half a mile radius. A shishkebab serves as a back-up weapon.
Armor: Prototype Recon Armor

Appearance:

Personality: Talkative, Easily excited, Patient, violent, morally motivated, prefers the company of Ghouls over humans.

Bio: Nathanial was born to a young couple in Northern New Canada. They cared for him for a few weeks before leaving him with the Brotherhood of Steel. They trained him for 25 years to be a ruthless soldier but all hope was lost to quell his personality. Nathaniel focused mostly on assault rifles and scoped weapons, eventually creating a customized Chinese Rifle fitted with a long-range scope. His energy and talkative nature annoyed the more disciplined soldiers and they frequently made him take missions that made him leave the Citadel. At age 28, he went on a scouting mission with three other Brothers of Steel and they found a camp of wayward ghouls. Nathaniel thought nothing of them but the other members began stealing their supplies. Rather than sit by, Nathaniel shot his comrades in cold blood. The leader of that branch of the BoS striped him of his rank and gear and sent him to wander the wastes. In the dead of night, Nathaniel snuck back in and reclaimed his rifle and an experimental type of recon armor. It grants him quicker reflexes and more speed. For 20 years, he traveled down the eastern coast of North America before settling in Underworld. As long as he kept them safe and made sure the traders were protected, he could live there. He's always had a home there but nowadays, he mostly follows the caravans. He joined the Sanctum at 38. After the VO incident, it was revealed that he was a traitor. He was arrested for his crimes without a fight and thrown in prison. Rather than let him rot, the Sanctum leaders decided to give him another chance. He regrets his decision and hopes to regain his previous rank.





~Derek Vader~

Name: Derek Vader
Age: 39
Race: Human (African-American)

Height: 6.7 feet
Weight: 175 lbs

Mastered Skills: Speech - Barter - Small Guns
Main Weapon: Custom .44 Magnum
Backup Weapon: Machete

Aparrel: Modified Suit

Karma: neutral/bad

Personality: Voices his opinions strongly, Rather hot headed, Does not get on with 'non humans'

Bio : After the events of the VO incident, Derek left sanctum and returned to his pre-HAVEN existence, leaving all conflict behind him he wandered the wasteland once again, helping in any way he could, thinking that somehow, maybe, he could make up for his past actions.




~XtremeBladesta~

Name: Alex Mason
Race: Caucasian
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Build: Average
Weight: 125 lbs.
Height: 5’11’’
Eyes: Golden-Yellow
Hair: Black, A little long
Facial Features: On his left cheek, he has scars running like this from an encounter with some sort of mutated wolf:
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Weapons: Long Range: Gauss Rifle
Short range: A Black, Medievil-looking sword that he made from pieces of a meteorite that fell near his home.

Apparel: Sheriff’s Duster and Hat, with Sunglasses.

Armor: A Modified Chinese Stealth Suit. He deactivated the stealth field. It looks exactly the same, just no stealth field.

Background:
Alex never had a true family. Shortly after he was born, Raiders killed his mother and father. They took him, and raised him as their own. After 15 years of living with Raiders, Alex had never found anything wrong with them. After all, they were family. His view changed when he watched helplessly as they slew a baby’s parents, and took the child with them. “Just like you, eh?” said one of the Raiders as he walked by.
That was when he knew something was wrong. He ran away, and lived on his own for 3 years. He found a cave in the northern areas of the Capital Wasteland, where he became a great shot because of the dangerous wildlife. Throughout this time, he acquired his Gauss Rifle and Chinese Stealth Suit by ambushing patrols, and made his sword, which he calls "Phoenix". Eventually, he was found by Vincent, who asked him to join H.A.V.E.N. Alex accepted, and trained for 7 years until he was finally asked to join Sanctum. He accepted again, and eagerly awaits his trials.





~Shave ya Head~

Name: Shave ya Head
Gender: N/A
Race: Robot (Upgraded)
Age: 206 years old
Height: 5'5
Weight: 64kg
Armor: You wouldn't believe
Weapons: Laser Rifle (Standered built into arm), Grenade Launcher(Unattached)
Bacground: A failed US Government Experiment. Before the great war the US Govenment took a fallen soldier and inplnted metal chips into his brain, to make him obey every order given. 100's of bits of metal were inplanted in to every part of his skin and joined together with a mixture of aliminium and steel, to give the bits of metal room to bend. the end result being a soldier with a brain of a medium super computer and the ability to obey every single command given to him, he also has the ability to run abnormally fast, possibly due to the hydraulics built into his legs. he has a fully automatic Laser weapon built into his arm as well as a seperate grenade launcher. The metal built into his skin gives him only slightly better protection. Although he is a robot he still only has the strength of an Expert Weight lifter His downside is his vision, he cant see very well, the reason is unknown but theres a single person in the Wasteland who can repair his vision. Apparently he is one of the funniest people in the Wasteland, partly because he can do the robot dance perfectly, people find him hilarious. Maybe his most amazing feature is he is able to hack into any terminal just by touching it and 'Telling' it what to do

Several people have bounties on his head such as Flak and Shrapnel, Mayor Mcready and Officer Tenpenny, who now owns tenpenny tower. He plans to pay off these people before he joins the group to avoid any aggrevation to them.

Although he is part robot and part human, looking and being around him you would think he is all human.

After the events of the last mission, the Enclave dug up his body and rebuilt him a new one, transferring his brain to the new body. He escaped afterwards, retrieving his Grenade Launcher from the armory and heading into the Wastes top join back up with Sanctum.

His contract is currently held by Kybur





~Moustache~

Name: Moustache
Age: 28
Race: Caucasian
Build: Average
Height: 6,6
Weight: 180 lbs
Eyes: Green
Hair: Short Black, Thin Moustache
Facail Features: Scar running from his head(just above right ear) down to the corner of his mouth.

Matured Skills: Energy Weapons, Science, Lockpick

Weapon(Ranged): Black Laser Rifle with BlR written on either side of it (Moustache nicknamed it BlR for short)

Weapon(Melee): Combat Knife

Armour: Black Combat Armour (similar to Talon Company Armour minus the insignia), Black Combat Helmet, Black Shades

Bakground: Moustache's early life was spent in Rivet City. He always longed for action and adventure both of which was hard to find in Rivet City accept during the occasional attack by Mirelurks. Moustache was always able to hack into the most advanced computer and pick even the most complex lock. When he was 20 he was caught by Rivet City security taking weapons from the armoury. He even deactivate Private Jones and the turrets inside. This act angered the Rivet City Council so much that Moustache was exiled from the city and not allowed to return. For the next few weeks Moustache wondered the Wastes with nothing but his clothes. He eventually came across an abandoned house near Fort Bannister to which he would stay for a while to rest. Unfortunately for him Talon Company Mercs had been scouting the area and seen him enter the house and started and attack. Moustache dipped in and out of cover avoiding their bullets and lasers. Eventually one Mer accidentally shot the other in the back killing him and sending his gun towards Moustahce. It was a Black Laser Rifle, he quickly picked it up and disposed of two of the Mercs and disarmed the last one. Moustache slowly made his way across to him when the suddenly the Merc sprang at him and disarmed him. He pointed the gun at Moustache and gave him an ultimatum join Talon Company or be killed right there and then. This is what Moustache had wanted all his life the chance for action and adventure so he eagerly accepted the first proposal. He was then escorted to Fort Bannister by the Merc and given his kit. He was given a standard issue Combat Knife, Black Combat Armour(he was told he would have to earn the right to wear the insignia on it) and a Black Combat Helmet. Not too long after he was tasked with joining a small group of Mercs on a contract to clear out a settlement of "undesirables", so off he went to join the group. The journey was rather long taking up the best part of a day to reach the settlement. When they arrived Moustache was shocked to see children running around while there parents watched on. To Moustache's horror the other Mercs opened fire on the settlers killing them all. They put up little resistance the whole thing lasted about ten minutes and there were no survivors. The Mercs decided it was best to stay at the settlement for the night as the journey back to base was dangerous at night. Moustache sat there hating himself felling he should had intervened and the stopped the mercs slaughtering everyone. While he was looking around he caught sight of a Merc raiding a body and removing Black Shades from it and stating how much better they looked on him. This sent Moustache into a rage he fired laser rifle aiming at the Mercs chest killing him instantly he continued firing at all the Mercs until none were still breathing. He then approached the first Merc he killed and picked up the Black Shades and put them on so it would remind him in the future of what had occurred at the settlement that day. He then spent the next five years fine tuning his gun nicknaming it BLR for short even staining it onto it, all while he travelled the Capital Wasteland protecting all the innocents from its many horrors even after he had been scarred by a Deathclaw. When he was 25 he was approached by a man on the 5 year anniversary of the massacre at the settlement and was asked to join an organization called H.A.V.E.N who's goal was very similar to his, to help clear the Wastes of all evil, so he accepted immediately.For the next three years he would train under them improving his effectiveness with his gun and even helping out on the occasional mission. Eventually when he was 28 he was again approached by a man this time it was a senior member of H.A.V.E.N asking him to join Sanctum its elite group of soldiers on its already active mission to rid the Capital Wasteland of the Vault Organization. Moustache accepted the invite seeing this as a chance to rid the Wastes of possibly it's biggest threat and hopefully right his past wrongs.





~AzureLao~

Name: Azurelao
Race: Human
Look: Medium height, slight build. Black hair with hazel eyes.
Wears baggy pants with military boots, and a basic shirt with a large coat. Has a backpack where he carries all of his supplies.
Weapons: Chinese Assault Rifle, Grenades
Skills: Small guns, stealth
Backstory: Was born in Megaton. Joined the "police force" (pretty much just him and Lucas Sims) but left after a disagreement on how things should be handled. He wandered the wastes until he came upon downtown DC. He spent some time there, building up his sneaking and sniping skills by surviving Super Mutant attacks. Eventually found his way to Rivet City, where he joined H.A.V.E.N.
Stays in H.A.V.E.N. due to a sense of doing something RIGHT. It also reminds him of the times he was a sheriff in Megaton...




~BluAnimal~

Name: Jericho Beaulviat
Race: Russian side of his father, and Native American from his mother
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Build: Muscular, slightly overweight
Weight: 165 lb.
Height: 6'3
Eyes: Piercing light blue
Hair: Light brown, shoulder length
Facial features: "Cat Eye". A birth mark on the eye, in which the pupil is larger then normal.
Slight mustache.
Weapon(s): Matt's Revolving Rifle - A long rifle made of refined scrapmetal, with a large revolving drum in the center. Hold's 40 44. Magnum shells, and fixed with a scope, silencer and makeshift bayonet. Perfect for long distance shooting and taking out enemies silently.
Dragon Grenade - Grenade made from a Nuka-Cola bottle, filled with naptha and gasoline, used to ignite a fire.
Apparel: Black leather jacket, white t-shirt, jeans and work boots.
Armor: Ghillie suit made of webbed netting. Leaves, twigs, metal and wasteland scrap tied on to give an almost identical look to the terrain. Hard to spot.

Biography: Adopted by his Uncle at the age of 4 he worked, lived, learned, and survived on his Uncle's farm. He then begun to repair guns and armor. Soon he was a master at repairing weapons and maintaining. One day after a long walk through the Wasteland he came back to find the farm burned to the ground, and super mutants picking away at what was his uncle. Shouldering his rifle he picked them off in quick succession. A nearby group of HAVEN soldiers saw, and recruited him, into his now present group Sanctum.