ⒷⒶⓈⒾⒸ ⒾⓃⒻⓄ

𝙵𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎: Daryl Nox

𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎(𝚜): N/A

𝙰𝚐𝚎: 28

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛: Male

𝚁𝚊𝚌𝚎: Caucasian

𝙴𝚝𝚑𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢: British/American

𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢: Bisexual (strong Female preference)

𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢: Insane

𝚃𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎: Moderatley deep, smooth tone, sininister way of talking.

𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚗: N/A

𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊: Bad

Art by Suaveassassin1

Ⓢ.Ⓟ.Ⓔ.Ⓒ.Ⓘ.Ⓐ.Ⓛ

𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 10

𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 6

𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 9

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊 6

𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 5

𝙰𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 7

𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚔 6

"Don't fuck with me!... Then again, please do, it is a thrill after all being able to mess someone up!"

ⓈⓀⒾⓁⓁⓈ

𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙱𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂

𝙴𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚢 3

𝙱𝚒𝚐 𝙶𝚞𝚗𝚜 6

𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙶𝚞𝚗𝚜 8

𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 4

𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚎 10

𝚄𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 8

𝚂𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔 5

𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂

𝚁𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 6

𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 8

𝚂𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 3

𝙼𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚎 5

𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 9

𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙴𝙲𝙷 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂

𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑 6

𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 6

𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙺𝚂

Cannibal

Big League

Bloody Mess

Better Criticals

ⒿⓄⒷ/ⓄⒸⒸⓊⓅⒶⓉⒾⓄⓃ

Raider Leader

ⒻⒶⒸⓉⒾⓄⓃ

Bloodhawk Raiders

ⓅⒺⓇⓈⓄⓃⒶⒾⓁⓉⓎ

𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚢 4

𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 4

𝙿𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 5

𝙷𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚜: Enjoys going to bars, casual hookups, taking chems, enjoys raiding to him it isn't just a job it's a way of life.

𝙰𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗(𝚜): Psycho & alcohol.

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜: Neviah and his group. Human flesh, killing, booze and Psycho (drug). Has a weird satisfaction over seeing blood and gore, some might say it'shis fetish.

𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜: Rival raider gangs that don't want to play nice, Brotherhood of Steel, Minute Men or any "good" faction.

𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜: Not being able to take a breather, to much work not enough play. Having a member of his group in danger.

𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜: Chem Reliant, Sex Appeal and Bloody Mess.

Art by StaticTelevisionPunk

ⓅⒽⓎⓈⒾⒸⒶⓁ ⒻⒺⒶⓉⓊⓇⒺⓈ

𝙴𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛: Blue.

𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛: Black.

𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚂𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎: Pompadour with shaved sides.

𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚛: Sideburns and slight chin stubble.

𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛: Caucasian.

𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜: Heavily scarred but with his attire on those that are visible are over one eye and across his chest.

𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚜: Back of his neck has his groups emblem tattooed.

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 6'1"

𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 98kg

𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝙱𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍: Fit and muscular.

ⒶⓅⓅⒶⓇⒺⓁ

𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛: Leather harness/knee and shoulder pads.

𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛: Leather jacket with denim jeans.

ⓌⒺⒶⓅⓄⓃⓈ

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Make shift polearm blade.

𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚎: Makeshift hunting knife.

𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚢: Revolver Pistol.

ⒷⒶⒸⓀⓈⓉⓄⓇⓎ

Daryl grew up in the Mojave Wasteland, North/West in a small out of the way settlement. The people he lived with were all run aways or wastelanders who came from various other places, there wasn't much order, everyone kind of just helped around the settlement with crops and guarding. Daryl came there with his older sister but left there as the only survivor after a group of slavers came through kidnapping everyone. Alone he followed the slavers back to their camp not being able to do much he watched a few die, others were taken away from the camp to be sold off but his sister never left. He watched for a few days and planned a way to get his sister out but by the time he was able to sneak in it was to late. The group leader had raped and beaten his sister. He found her collared and beaten outside in a yard, speaking to her through the fence she told him it was to late she had a knife she'd stolen from the boss tucked away, she handed to to Daryl and said to get out as she coughed up blood and soon after slowly ed.

Daryl enraged took the knife in hand and mercilessly slaughtered the entire camp. This was the start of his spiral into insanity. He spent the first 2 years of his life alone travelling most days never staying in one place, he'd live off of food he could scavenge or animals he could hunt but some days he went days without food and would end up feasting upon human enemies he'd encountered to stay alive this was where he first got the taste of human flesh and the desire to want to eat it.

After the first two years alone he would his first raider gang and throughout his life was part of several other raider gangs throughout the wasteland, he was a brutal melee weapon expert feared by most who knew his name, he even made his own gang mates freat a little over his presence. He wasn't one to take kindly to anyone and he certainly did not want anyone's friendship, all-in-all he was basically a lone wolf, one who preferred to work alone as even to other raiders his way of dealing with the "problems", he even made fellow raiders sick to the stomach with these tactics and bizarre ways he enjoyed killing his victims.

Daryl usually ended up with attempted assassination on his life as fellow raiders would often fear what would happen if he stayed, but in the end the ones who attempted to end his life ended up on the end of Daryl's blade. He soon ended up going on his own in the wasteland as that seemed more practical to him, he was over being back stabbed by his own gangs and found solace being a lone wastelander, however even a rough, battle-worn psychopath can't survive alone regardless of how good he thinks he may be and soon enough found company of two other equally twisted companions, a very skilled sniper, Axel Hawkeye and a escapee slave who had slain the slavers who held her captive, the brutal yet beautiful Neviah Vipera, these 3 were a match made in 'heaven' or more accurately 'hell' who grouped up and created their own raider clan the Bloodhawk Raiders, they eventually took on more as they grew.