Race : Human Name: Murphy Sex: Male Age: 24 Three major skills: Guns, Repair, Survival. Appearance: Short dark brown hair, light beard, blue eyes, Caucasian. Weapons : .308 Hunting rifle, .44 Magnum and a combat knife. Armour / Clothing Wears a small black coat over grey combat armour Mk 2. Wears a balaclava along with home-made ballistic face mask and a dark brown hood. Faction : None Brief History:
Born out in the far east of Arizona, Murphy had a dangerous child hood. Taking up a rifle at the young age of 7 to help his mother defend their tiny farm from raiders, he became a skilled shot over the years. When the Legion finally arrived and put an end to the raiders, Murphy finally could rest easy and help around his home without constant fear of attack. After several months however, he became bored with his life. The prospect of remaining on the farm for the rest of his almost horrified him. At the age of 19, he took a rifle and some basic supplies and set out into the wastes, not really sure where he would go. For the next five years he traveled and explored the Legion territory. He found himself drifting further and further west, until finally he arrived at the Mojave. Now he's waiting at the Fort for the next Legion crossing to the west side of the Colorado so he can begin on this new journey.