|Full name||Lochlan Wils|
|Date of Birth||08-17-2495|
|Parents||Seamus Wills (Father)
Gretchen Wills (Mother)
|Siblings||Sean Wills (20) Brother
Jenny Wills (18) Sister
|Spouse||Deceased June 1, 2524|
|Children||Deceased June 1, 2524|
|Assignment||House Bennett, 'Defender'|
|Specialization||Bullet Magnet, Side Arms|
|Eyes and Hair||Amber eyes, Black hair|
|Height and Weight||185cm (6'0) / 95k (200lbs)|
Lochlan has Lightning Reflexes
The story goes he shot a man on Lilac just to watch him die.. the truth though is another matter he was only twenty at the time he first took a life his Uncle Jack took him out to a saloon on the edge of town and they were running the table about to make a tidy profit. Lochlan always had a knack for anything dealing with his hands and cards came naturally to him. His uncle though was a outright cheat. Down to last dollars and pocket watches the pool grew till a gun was placed on the table brand new never fired and loaded. It was a bold bet and Loch pulled the hand off beating the man's three tens with thee jacks. The word cheat was shouted in the scuffle the man managed to hit Lochlan with a haymaker then the distinct rapport of a gun was heard. That was the last night Lochlan ever spent on Lilac the next day he was on a transport off planet.
Life in a busy metro city was not suited to Lochlan his uncle had long since taken off in the night and left him to fend for himself. Odd jobs where taken and not all of them the shiny sort. When fell into working enforcement for a fence he thought he had found his calling most of the time just getting his gun out first was all that was needed a few knee caps a couple of gut wounds. The years passed and he got his share of shots, cuts and bruises to mark his body and remind him where he had been. The pay was just enough to live in a small dump. It was then he met one of his few friends, Jacob Sterling they grew close and it was like having a brother again. A brother who one night while meeting a Pirate Captain drew not only his shotgun but a feds badge, its times like these that your resolve is tested. When your brother dies it's hard on you but Lochlan gained that captains trust and favor and before he knew it he was off into the black part of a ship's crew.
Months passed troubles for the Pirates grew and his Captain avoided Three Hills talking about winds of change. Loch did as he was told and learned the ways of a Marine well enough even spent a fair amount of time in a gunner's chair. It was hard to see where this life would take him. Just a month before the news of the three hills massacre Captain Hawking set the ship down on Paquin, called the crew together and gave them a small share asking them all to leave.. he was going straight and wanted no ties to the past.
Fate would step in and give him a chance at a normal law abiding life working for a Noble but fate always has other plans Loch fell in love, was married and had a set of beautiful twins. While on leave for their birth and the first few months of their lives a fire broke out. Lochlan was off planet at the time returning to a gutten shell of a home and the news his family was dead.
Fate would step in and give him a chance at a normal law abiding life working for a Noble family, a privateer ship, a salvage and repair operation, and a respected cargo company. Fate always has other plans Loch fell in love, was married and had a set of beautiful twins. While on leave for their birth and the first few months of their lives a fire broke out.
Lochlan was off planet at the time returning to a gutted shell of a home and the news his family was dead. Months where spent inside of a bottle smoking and drinking himself away. The notice came he had been fired from head of security and his services would no longer be needed. His in-laws unwilling to speak with him for any reason he was alone and fell off the edge of the verse.
Crawling out of the darkness Lochlan pushed on and sent out waves to old friends and companies that he had dealings with looking for work. Lord Winchester took his call for help and offered him a interview as a House ‘Defender’. His experience with security put him in the lead and that day he was offered a position within the company. Starting work the next day it seems he has begun life again.
Most could miss him in a crowd easily maybe unless you got a good look at his eyes, an odd hue of amber not enough speckles to be called hazel but too much of a golden tint to be considered yellow. His face seems chiseled with pleasantly mild features he seems just average enough to be anyone else walking past.
His frame is healthy but not overly bulky, and his limbs seem to move freely as he walks, his black hair cut long enough to reach his ears and stay back from his eyes in a sort of I just ruffled it style matching just a bit of a growing stubble across his strong jaw. His skin is pale as if he doesn't spend enough time on planet or out in the sun.
A simple dark green button up shirt covers his chest obscured by the dark black leather of his armored duster. His legs clad in a set of cargo style pants several of the pockets seem to be empty for the most part. The first few buttons are left open revealing a black under shirt that accents the black leather suspenders and belt that seem to hold him together. Slung low on his right hip in a tactical style holster holding a Slipshot .44. His slightly wild hair seems to be tucked into the edges of his matching leather hat cut in the Stetson style hat. The amber of his eyes partly obscured by a pair of square blue lensed glasses that sit about half way down his nose.
- Various scars on body
- Tattoo's: One on his left upper arm with Cords to the Wills farm on Lilac and cremation instructions. A key with a claddagh for the ringed end and a Celtic heart shaped set of teeth going into a lock on his chest with some inscriptions in Gaelic around it.
- Lochlan once killed a man on Lilac to watch him die.
- He doesn't like going to Paquin for some reason.
- He isn't the best shot in the world.. in fact people wonder if he even can do anything other than draw.
- He drinks and smokes more when stressed and ussaly quits when not under pressure.
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