Richard Thomson never felt much need to work a real job, he preferred to work to live not the other way round. It just happpened that for him living was travelling the world and experiencing the many left overs from centuries past. The man had a fascination with cultures that had come and gone through the thousands of years of human civilisation, great ancient empires and more modern brutal political regimes. Anything that had happened in the past was of more interest to him than the present, at times he knew more about the history of places than those that lived there. At times his smart mouth had gotten him into fights and scuffles few of which he ever won, though he didn't really care, the man was destined to be a bottom feeder. He was content to live poor and rough as long as he got to see the world he had read about in the books as a child.
This contentment with living a spartan lifestyle would come to serve him well when the collapse of civilisation came. In many ways he was happy to see it all come crashing down. It was like he was living in the kind of cultural and political collapse he had read about too often in books, he knew well that all eras came to an end. Little did he know that this knew world would be his chance to excel, this world was made for those comfortable with taking what they wanted or living off what others left behind. Richard was certainly one to live off things left behind, this gave him a good chance in the harsh new world, South Zagoria was a hellish place after all.
Avoiding confrontation is how Richie has got by so far, he secluded himself in the forests and small towns for a long time but with the weather turning again and wildlife getting more and more scarce Richard is moving towards the settled lands again. Though he is nervous of the people he might meet even he, comfortable to live in squalor, cannot deny that he may soon need to start taking shelter in houses when winter eventually arrives.