NAME: Lucias "Luki" Wormwood II
AGE: 25
RACE: Caucasion
GENDER: male
APPEARANCE: 6ft, 175lbs. black, shoulder length unkempt hair that tends to stick out at all angles.
CLOTHES: usually found wearing a torn old duster trench coat with some scavenged jeans and a pair of old army boots, minus the toes and swings around the skeletal remains of an umbrella.
WEAPONS: nil, unless you count the umbrella.
MISC: carries an assortment of odd junk in his small knapsack
BIO: Lucias came down from what was once Canada, having avoided much of the world fallout living too far north for most of the military to notice. Lucias isn't "all there" for the most part. absentminded and almost perpetually pleasant to everyone. he wanders the wastes now, seemingly oblivious of the state of the world. he is an avid reader and drinker. so most of the knowledge he picks up from the books he immediately flushes out with whiskey or vodka. as a result, he isn't the most skilled in any particular field, but he has a wide base of knowledge. His combat abilities are primitive and inelegant and the only reason he seems to have survived this long is through sheer luck.