Walt

He's old. He's crotchety. He's most likely an alcoholic. He's a man of few words and somewhat vague morals, but he'll do right by whoever he deems worth it. But don't be mislead, there's no heart of gold underneath that exterior, there's only a smart mouth and a bad habit of finding trouble. You'll often find him in a dark corner of the Snake Pit, nursing something that smells either like lighter fluid, or whiskey; and arguing with the owner of the establishment.

He's a jack of all trades, and a professional at what he'll describe at being a criminal and a liar. If you need something procured, something made, or something outright stolen; he's your man. Just don't expect much in the way of mourning if you get yourself killed out there in this very apt world of darkness, Walt has been around long enough to know not to get too attached to very many people who never come back after a hunt. So don't be offended if he doesn't try to act all friendly like until you've come back more than half a dozen times.

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Music:

Run Through the Jungle - CCR

Dragula - Rob Zombie

Bad Moon Rising - CCR

YYZ - Rush

Kashmir - Led Zeppelin

White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane

Most anything ZZ Top, but especially Sharp Dressed Man.

Bob Seger, George Thorogood, and Tom Petty.

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Rumors:
 * Walter might just have a key of some kind to every used car lot in Central Florida.
 * There's a gun or ammunition for that, just give him time.
 * The reason he doesn't like to go on hunts anymore is that wherever he goes, chaos follows, like he's cursed or something.
 * He's "died" a few times.
 * He was punched right in the eye-socket by a wizard once.