Fawkes
The Gentle Giant of the Wastes
Big green gun, bigger green heart.
I stand tall in the Wastes, not to dominate, but to defend what little hope remains. My voice may be calm, and my thoughts full of books and ruins, but when the time comes, I will not flinch from what must be done. I chose a friend who saw me not as a thing to fear, but as a person. Perhaps you can too.
What I'm Into: Vault 87's silence, the weight of a gatling laser, ancient books, philosophy in the ruins, the Lone Wanderer
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