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===Background=== Age: 33 Build: Lean, muscular Personality: Pleasant with a country likability, Doesn't trust many people, Known to 'flip the switch' on his personality ----[[File:F3390809943b3d416f302fbc685a9774.jpg|options|thumb|300px|]] Ryan Craig's background is mostly classified. Rumors are that he came from West Texas. On deployment when the 'before life' ended, he has spent his time mostly in shadows and the underground since the apocalypse. A member of clandestine Naval Special Operations 'before', he now is employed by the highest bidder. Craig spends his time mostly hired by Bartertown Mayors and Commissioners to seek out former Sentinels who have turned to more corrupt means of getting by. ---- ''Ryan Craig climbs out from under a pile of rubbish, face painted in different colors, dusty, and old trickles of sweat leaving dried rivulets down his face. From his sniper's hide he stands, ripped camo pants with a single knee pad around the right ankle. Gun belt riding low, he manages a "howdy" and returns the pistol to its holster. He pulls the jean jacket tighter around the flannel shirt that has seen better days. An old ball cap bearing his unit's insignia is clamped tightly around shoulder length hair. The shemagh covers most of his face. When it is finally pulled down, his full beard seems more unruly than his overall appearance. He places his sunglasses atop his hat and wipes down the suppressor with a dirty handkerchief from his back pocket. "Ya'll should be a bit more careful 'round here." ''Ryan slowly holsters his pistol. He keeps his hands at his sides but turns them palm out to show no intent of harm. "I've been out here looking for...well...somebody in particular. Doesn't look like ya'll." Craig tilts his head back just enough so they can see his eyes. "Names Budweiser, 'cause, ya' know," he sheepishly shrugs and points to the Eagle and Trident logo on his ball cap, "Navy and all. You can call me Bud." A wide smile showing nearly perfect teeth has disarmed the most discriminating ladies, but here, now, is a different story. He hopes it has the same effect.''''
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