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Drake Williamson
Character information
  1. Alias
    Beer Belly
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1990-04-13 (29 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Sweetwater, Texas
  6. Nationality
    United States
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Drax Williamson, Martha Williamson, Johnny Williamson, and Mark Williamson
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    113 kg
  3. Build
    Big, Powerful and built like a bull
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    My character can not hit puberty, witch means he sounds like a 14 year old.
  8. Equipment
    Anything that he can find
  9. Occupation
    Truck driver
  10. Affiliation
    The Third hand
  11. Role


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