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Charles Evan RoseWood
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    slightly cracked
  3. Morale
    unsettling high
  4. Date of birth
    1965-06-09 (55 years old)
  5. Place of birth
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
    his sewing machine
  10. Family
    dead by his own hands
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    75 cm
  2. Weight
    80 kg
  3. Build
    wire framed
  4. Hair
    slicked back pepper/ brown hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    charles is a older man. who never hunches his back. nor uses foul language. he is a gentlemen through and through.
  8. Equipment
    besides his sewing kit and gear. he only carries a pistol and his clothes and food.
  9. Occupation
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


Charles had the average of a average english family. his dad was a train conductor, his mom a nurse, and charles a boy of fashion sense. He was ridiculed,teased,beaten up and then he would go to school with a busted lip and a shiner still wearing his favorite suit that he made from his mothers sewing table. He wasn't a poof nor a tosser of salads. he was and still is a distinct man of class. He left school top of his marks, and entered into the world of mens fashion. Alot of rumors and murmurs spread around the young man fresh out of school with his own business. his familt had disppeared and left him with all their wealth and gains from life. Little did everyone know, some of the rumors were true.

He killed them for his own gain. he gave them a wonderful funeral, one any parent would be happy to be found in. Though he father was to be remarked as being a tad bit drab for the last thing he would ever wear.

Years down the road, Charles expanded his business but not his inventory of supplies. Eastern europeans goods were increasing in price. Americans had no sense of actual good supplies to work with and god forbid a english man of distinction would buy from the chinese and their inferior cheap products. what was he to do? as he vented to a taxi driver, the chernorussian man simply gave him a simple solution to his problem. Invest in the locals of his country and he would be rewarded for his efforts and time. with this being his only course to save his dream of fashion. he told the taxi to quickly take him to the airport with do haste.

It was just a few weeks into his visit, where in the world decided to shit it self. he found him self in utter chaos, not accustomed to such things, his first night was horrid. hiding from the screams and the nightmares that took place. he felt like the scared boy his father made him out to be so many years ago. so when morning came. he promised him self to never give up on his dreams and to never be scared of anyone again.

Ol' Charlie got him self a decent bit of fabric. sewing needles and other travelling tailor needs and headed out the next morning. the world might have gone to shit, but fashion and class would be the last thing one should loose in any situation. so off he went to do just that. keep the world together by the very seems.


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