So today I slapped down a brief character study of my FWE Ghoul Ikvander (because he had to be named -something-)

And after I drew him with his ludicrous double-drum automatic shotgun, all the frag grenades and mines he carried at any time, all of his ammo, spare clips, his extended barrel/silenced lever action rifle, his custom 10mm submachinegun and his just-in-case jagged metal knife

I noticed I had made a combat character >>

Which is fine I guess since he travels with a god damn contingent of mercenaries and murderers now but

DAMN.

That is a heavily armored/armed wanderer.

I somehow went from a lone-lunatic demi-ninja in power armor carrying a long-gun to a double dealing, thieving, marauding group of military-grade equipped hooligans.

There should really be more efforts made to stop me >>

Now to go loot the vault-tec headquarters and get paid entirely too much for what I find...
barter at gunpoint is where its at.

Look...
he's just a business man.
An ageless, mentally deteriorating, amoral, radiation immune, cannibalistic, cannon toting business man.
Also, I just finished STALKER Shadow of Chernobyl, and Star Trek TOS.
Netflix is running out of things to entertain me with again >>