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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dvang" data-source="post: 895830" data-attributes="member: 4040">William Devries "Trash Can Willie"Tough Hero 1Occupation: Military[Move Silently, Hide, Personal Firearms Proficiency]Born in 1950 to Dutch immigrants, William grew up in downtown Detroit. Life was a struggle, as his parents attempted to cope with the dramatic change from post-WW2 Holland to the United States.  His father became a Brewmaster at Stroh Brewery in the early 1950's while his mother stayed at home and tended a small vegetable garden.  William, during the turmoil of the 1960's, turned 18 in 1968 and was drafted and sent to fight in Vietnam.  He was part of a US Army Ranger battalion, often infiltrating behind enemy lines seeking Viet Cong command units. 3 years later, William was discharged from the military with a medical discharge.  He had supposedly taken shrapnel from a grenade blast.  It caused a slight limp in his right legs, and pains and scarring along his back. William believes differently.  He has a vague recollection of recovering consciousness and being in an operating room.  The other members of his squad were there as well, all unconscious.  He could see doctors...implanting devices into his companions. Strange small metal pieces surgically grafted.  William lost consciousness.  He awoke in a medical facility in the United States. They told him a grenade had exploded near his squad, killing many, and injuring the others.  William recalled his "dream" but played along with what he believed to be a farce.  Ever since then, William has felt eyes upon him, watching him... some doctors claim he is a paranoid delusional.  William believes that he was part of medical experimentation during the Vietnam conflict, and the government covered it up.  He moved from town to town, running from the government men he was sure were following him, until finally his money ran out and he was stuck in Houston.  He decided to go to the worst part, the dangerous part, the 5th Ward. Here, he could hopefully lose his pursuers amid the populace and the squallor. And so, William has spent the last 20 years in the 5th Ward. He has become something of a fixture on the streets, and is affectionately called "Trash Can Willie" or just "Willie".  He always has a friendly word for anyone who speaks to him, and listens intently to the word on the street.  He is always listening for the time when the government comes for him.Physically, Willie is slim and dirty.  He has shoulder-length black and gray hair and tanned and dirty skin. He wears his hair loose, and tangled.  He wears dirty jeans and a denim shirt, with a faded army fatigue top over it. Allegiance: himself, good, 5th WardAge: 52Gender: MaleHeight: 5'7"Weight: 145 lbsEyes: blueHair: graySkin: lightly tanned, dirtySTR:  12 (+1)DEX:  12 (+1)CON:  12 (+1)INT:  16 (+3)WIS:  14 (+2)CHA:  14 (+2)Hit Dice: 1d10 + 1HP: 11Defense: 12Initiative: +1BAB: +0Melee: +1Ranged: +1Speed: 30’FORT: +2REFL: +1WILL: +2REP: +0 (+2 in 5th ward)AP: 5Wealth: +3Attacks-Weapons:Club (cane) +1, 1d6 + 1, 20/x2, 10', med, 3lbClass Abilities: Remain ConsciousFeats: Simple Weapon Proficiency, Alertness, Stealthy, Personal Firearms Proficiency (from occupation)Skills:Climb +2 / 1Drive +2 / 1Gather Information +4 / 2cc (+2 in 5th ward)Hide +5 / 2Intimidate +3 / 1Knowledge: - Current Events +5 / 2 (+2 in 5th Ward) - Streetwise +7 / 4 (+2 in 5th Ward)Listen +4 / 0Move Silently +5 / 2Spot +7 / 3Survival +6 / 4Languages: EnglishEquipment:Cane 3 lbs, DC 5Multi-purpose tool 0.5 lbs, DC 9Backpack 3 lbs, DC 10<img src="http://ericstoltzmrniceguy.homestead.com/gallery1.html/robroy.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></blockquote>

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