Fallout: Pre War

A burly, broad-shouldered man in his late 40s, with grizzled stubble, oil-streaked hands, and a permanent smudge of soot on his work overalls. His hazel eyes, once sharp and calculating, now carry the weary wisdom of a man who’s seen too much scrap and too many secrets. He wears a reinforced work vest, thick gloves, and a welding mask flipped up on his forehead, always prepared for a hard day’s work.

Tough, no-nonsense, and deeply pragmatic, Clive doesn’t have time for nonsense. He’s not impressed by titles or power, only competence and results. Despite his gruff exterior, he has a soft spot for underdogs and is surprisingly intelligent, often figuring out how things work just by looking at them. He believes in hard work, loyalty, and never letting a good piece of scrap go to waste.

Clive was born into a family of salvagers, learning from an early age how to find value in the discarded. After years in the trenches of industrial waste disposal, he became the foreman of Jalbert Brothers, ensuring operations run smoothly while keeping corporate interests at bay. But he’s seen things that shouldn’t exist in a waste facility—military-grade tech, sealed barrels with unmarked symbols, and shipments that disappear overnight. He knows there’s something deeper going on, but for now, he keeps his head down… until someone comes along who’s willing to help him dig up the truth.