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25 point buy
Str: 15 = 13 base + 2 racial
Dex: 16
Con: 14
Int: 12
Wis: 14
Cha: 10

Point Blank Shot
Prone Shooter:If you have been prone since the end of your last turn, the penalty to your Armor Class against melee attacks made against you is reduced to -2. In addition, the bonus to your Armor Class against ranged attacks made against you is increased to +6.

Tracker of the Society: You gain a +1 trait bonus on Initiative checks and a +2 trait bonus on Survival skill checks made while traveling through any of your favored terrains. This is in addition to any bonuses you receive from your Favored Terrain class ability.
Iron Liver: You gain a +2 trait bonus on Fortitude saves against poison and drugs, and a +4 trait bonus on Fortitude saves to avoid the effects of alcohol.

Skill Points: 8 = 6 base + 1 int + 1 racial + 1 favored
Athletics: 6 = 2 str + 1 rank + 3 class
Disable Device: 8 = 3 dex + 1 rank + 3 class + 1 ability
Heal: 6 = 2 wis + 1 rank + 3 class
Knowledge (Geography): 5 = 1 int + 1 rank + 3 class
Knowledge (Nature): 5 = 1 int + 1 rank + 3 class
Perception: 6 = 2 wis + 1 rank + 3 class
Profession (Hunter): 6 = 2 wis + 1 rank + 3 class
Stealth: 7 = 3 dex + 1 rank + 3 class
Survival: 6 = 2 wis + 1 rank + 3 class

Bonus Feat
Bonus Skill Point
Wasteland Mutie Killer:
--Defensive Training: +4 dodge to AC vs. Super Mutants
--Hatred: +1 to attack rolls against Super Mutants
--Weapon Familiarity: gain proficiency with 2 small or big guns (Flamer, Fat Man)

Martial Weapon Proficiency [Rifles, Laser Rifle]

Favored Enemy (Super Mutants): He gains a +2 bonus on Knowledge, Perception, Sense Motive, and Survival checks against creatures of his selected type. Likewise, he gets a +2 bonus on weapon attack and damage rolls against them. A ranger may make Knowledge skill checks untrained when attempting to identify these creatures.

Track: A ranger adds half his level (minimum 1) to Survival skill checks made to follow or identify tracks.

Improved Tracking: At 1st level, a trophy hunter gains a +2 bonus on Survival skill checks when following or identifying tracks. When he tracks, he can also attempt a Knowledge (nature) check at DC 15. On a success, the trophy hunter can discern the type and condition of any animals or magical beasts he tracks. By studying their tracks, the trophy hunter is able to identify a rough approximation of their health, maneuverability, and their general behavior as compared to the norm.

Trapfinding: A trapper adds 1/2 her ranger level on Perception skill checks made to locate traps and on Disable Device skill checks (minimum +1). A trapper can use Disable Device to disarm magic traps.

300 starting caps
Sabre (1d8 19-20/x2) 75 caps
AER9 Laser Rifle (3d10 19-20/x2) Microfusion Cells, 1000 caps, Free
Microfusion Cell, 20, 60 caps
Pith Helmet (DR 5, Weight 3) 40 caps, Free
Cothing (DR 2, Weight 8) 8 caps
Boppy Pins, 10
Caps: 157

“Bully good sir. Bully.” Fitzgerald slaps the super mutant head down on the counter. The store owner’s face wrinkles at the site of the blood now oozing onto his counter, but drops the caps into Fitzgerald’s outstretched hand all the same. The store owner has a contact where he can sell the head for twice the price he’s paying this strange man, so a little blood is no big deal. Fitzgerald slips the gold into his coat pocket, gives the man a salute, slings his laser rifle over his shoulder and stomps out the door.

A sign creaks, as it swings over the door. “Antiques and Antiquities” is emblazoned upon the splintered sign, with the words “and other things” painted on under it, obviously a later addition. As Fitzgerald exits the store, and closes the door behind him, sun, filtered through dusty air, lights upon him. From his knee high brown leather boots covering a good portion of his khaki pants, to his pith helmet, bushy brown mustache, and monocle, the man seems to come right out of the story books from old British Africa. The only thing out of character seems to be the laser rifle slung over his shoulder, a sharp contrast to the sabre hanging from his belt. Fitzgerald coughs at the dust, switches his monocle to the other eye, and sets off down the broken road.

***

“Fitzgerald Hawtry, born to Nicholas and Naomi Hawtry. Naomi was the daughter of Nigel Bunyan, Overseer of Vault 27, and a British National. Nigel was replaced as Overseer after 10 years, when he went crazy and thought the Vault was the African Safari. Naomi was a smart girl, however her father’s influence left her distant from the real world. When the vaults opened, her mother Marnie left her father in a hope to settle her down to reality. It worked, by the name of Nicholas Hawtry, who Naomi described as “Living up to his last name of ‘Hawt’ry”. Nicholas and Naomi created the community of New London, named by Naomi, and it became a refuge for those just leaving the vaults. It wasn’t long before a child was born, Fitzgerald. He was raised to the stories of his Grandfather, and was able to find books on the British Safari and soon became enveloped in that world. He especially loved the past president Theodore Roosevelt, and uses the word bully every chance he gets. However, his world was shattered on November the 18th, 2161 when the community was attacked by super mutants. Most the settlers were killed or captured, and his parents were slaughtered in front of him. When the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel came by later to inspect the destruction, they found the boy using the dead super mutants as target practice for a laser rifle, and found him to be a good shot so they recruited him in to be trained.

It wasn’t long before they discovered that he had become permanently affected by his parent’s death. His ideas of the African Safari were ingrained into him, and in a lot of ways he became like his grandfather. The difference was that instead of shooting invisible lions, Fitzgerald actually went out and hunted Super Mutants, pretending the wasteland to be the African plains. He was no good to them, so they sent him away.

Having lost his purpose, he took up drug use and drinking heavily. When he nearly lost his favored Laser Rifle from it, he knew he had gone to pot. He visited his old home. Everyone had moved on, even the carrion. No one had buried the bodies, and he found his parents skeletons right where he had left them. Memories flooded back of that horrific day, and he made a vow to clean himself up and avenge his parents. Since that day, he has stalked those “plains”, turning in more super mutant heads than anyone we have on record.”

The man finishes reading the papers out loud, and looks up at his commander. The commander’s face is shrouded in darkness, but upon his jacket a clean American Flag has been stitched on. He withdraws a thick cigar from within his jacket, rolling it between calloused fingers before slicing the end off with a folding knife. Lighting his cigar, the commander draws in a slow, purposeful breath. The head of the cigar begins to glow brightly, crackling and popping before a gout of smoke is exhaled through his nose and across the bristly whiskers of his thick mustache. He pulls the cigar from his mouth and smiles.

“Good, he is exactly what we are looking for.”

From his knee high brown leather boots covering a good portion of his khaki pants, to his belted bush jacket, pith helmet, bushy brown mustache, and monocle, the man seems to come right out of the story books from the old British Safari. The only thing out of character seems to be the laser rifle slung over his shoulder, a sharp contrast to the sabre hanging from his belt.
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 175