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== <span style="background: #778877; color: #bcb; border-left: 2px solid #667766; border-top: 2px solid #667766; border-right: 2px solid #667766; border-bottom: 2px solid #667766"> Description </span> == | == <span style="background: #778877; color: #bcb; border-left: 2px solid #667766; border-top: 2px solid #667766; border-right: 2px solid #667766; border-bottom: 2px solid #667766"> Description </span> == | ||
'''This hulking Irishman with firey red hair and a crazy glint in his eye was once a Crowbank Precinct firefighter. For many years he still wore the uniform he had earnt | '''This hulking Irishman with firey red hair and a crazy glint in his eye was once a Crowbank Precinct firefighter. For many years he still wore the uniform he had earnt in a prior life, but with his change in vision in cast it from him, along with his limitations. No longer bound to his past, the only part of his prior life that remains is his fireaxe, and a desire to keep the city alive. He patrols the city, cutting down the disease and the ills, a gardener removing weeds to benefit the rest. ''' | ||
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== <span style="background: #778877; color: #bcb; border-left: 2px solid #667766; border-top: 2px solid #667766; border-right: 2px solid #667766; border-bottom: 2px solid #667766"> History </span> == | == <span style="background: #778877; color: #bcb; border-left: 2px solid #667766; border-top: 2px solid #667766; border-right: 2px solid #667766; border-bottom: 2px solid #667766"> History </span> == | ||
'''Born and raised in Malton, this powerful man of Irish descent was a member of the Malton Fire Department before the outbreaks, following his immigrant father's footsteps. | '''Born and raised in Malton, this powerful man of Irish descent was a member of the Malton Fire Department before the outbreaks, following his immigrant father's footsteps. He stayed behind to assist in evacuating the city, and was inevitably trapped by the quarantine. Resigned to his fate, he helped survivors barricade their homes, gather supplies, and defend against the building threat. Powerless, he watched as Malton fell into chaos around him; the stupidity of many, the infighting of local survivor groups, the corruption and abuse of those in power, and the lack of coordination in those that should be fighting together. It all gathered to further feed and swell the numbers of the undead.''' | ||
'''Many months had passed when Peter found himself in the Skarin Row Police Department. He heard the inane chatter that surrounded him, the ramblings of a ridiculous cult, completely blind to the people struggling to hold the city together around them. He could no longer stand for their ignorance. He walked from the building, found a quiet library away from the public, and pondered his future. He could no longer continue as he was, fighting for survival and helping all he could, when they would not help themselves. | '''Many months had passed when Peter found himself in the Skarin Row Police Department. He heard the inane chatter that surrounded him, the ramblings of a ridiculous cult, completely blind to the people struggling to hold the city together around them. He could no longer stand for their ignorance. He walked from the building, found a quiet library away from the public, and pondered his future. He could no longer continue as he was, fighting for survival and helping all he could, when they would not help themselves. It was then that Peter met [[User:Kalenium|Kalenium]]. The simple phrase, "This place is going to hell," caught his interest. Further discussion with the mystifying woman found a connection, another who did not stand for the abuse of life occurring around them. Kalenium led Peter down a path he had not yet considered - he was introduced to the [[Flowers of Disease]], a group of fighters who sought to educate the weak, the ignorant, and the lazy, through their removal from the living. If they would not earn their life, they would lose it. With these like-minded partisans that he returned to Skarin Row, just as the founding members of the Flowers of Disease had after they first combined years before him, and cast out the detritus of Malton. | ||
''' | '''He was reborn...an educator, a defender of the just and right, a servant to rebuilding Malton. Never looking back, he fought for a year alongside the Flowers, before eventually, even they too fell to the dangers of the city. Left alone again, he wanders again, seeking to continue their education, and find others to help in the fight. ''' | ||
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