Willard Wright

Description:
Bio:

Name: Willard Wright

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Class: Rogue

Height: 6 feet

Weight: 170 pounds

Hair Color: Light brown, short

Eye Color: Hazel

Skin Color: White (Caucasian, whatever)

Religion: Unimportant

Sexuality: Straight

Family: Mother and Father, both deceased

Professional/Educational Background: Equivalent of high school in regards to general knowledge, extensive knowledge of flowers and plants from family background

Personal Background (include alleged crime here): Living a normal life with his parents, helping them with their flower shop and working part time on the side. No wife, although there might have been a girl or two who caught his eye around the town. One day he came home late at night to find the flower shop where he works and lives with his parents in shambles, along with the bloody, mangled corpses of his parents. One way or another, he caught a glimpse of the criminal as he ran away, but was too distraught to think about him. After the police or whatever finished cleaning up and asking him questions, he wandered aimlessly around the town, and by chance came across the murderer in a back alley a few days later. The next thing he knew his garden shears/other sharp flower tending thing is in his hand, and the criminal is laying dead on the ground, blood splattered everywhere. It was then that he saw a more beautiful flower than he ever had before. The beautiful color of the red blood made him more excited than he had ever been in his whole life. Then he realized that it was not the first time that he saw such a sight, but the second. All this time it was not just sorrow making him feel bad, but the subconscious denial of finding his parents’ corpses beautiful. With a soft laugh, he went back home humming a song to clean up and relax. For the next few weeks, he went out murdering anyone he could find alone in the dark or night. Although it was only about once a week, he eventually wanted to see what it would look like in the full light of the sun, and so he changed the time of his crimes slowly to be earlier and earlier. Eventually he was caught in his carelessness, ending the serial murders that had been plaguing his town. There starts his journey into Exile.

Willard Wright

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