Name: Roger MacTavish
Status: Allive and well
Items: Fedora hat, Leather vest, basic clothing, Backpack, kukri, Hunting rifle, canteen,
In Backpack: 2 days food, side of uncooked coyote meat, 10 rifle rounds, extra canteen, binoculars
Gained: Vulture meat [3]
Lost: nothing
Roger has been out in the desert since the bombs hit, hunting irradiated animals and claiming the territory as his own. he has currentley found and lightly furnished a small cave in the side of the nearby rockface, and is currently cooking the meat he stripped off a coyote carcass he found. He lloks ouside and sees a mutant vulture swooping down to clean off the coyotes body. "Come closer, you beast of a bird." he whispers, as he hefts his rifle.
BOOM
The shot echoes off the cave wall as the vulture falls dead. Roger climbs out of the cave, and deftly cuts up the carcass. now that hes so close, he realizes this must have been a mutant vulture. as soon as he finishes stripping the vulture of its feathers, he hears another gunshout.
BOOM
Roger looks through his binoculars at the nearby border checkpoint, and sees a truck has pulled up to it. "hmm..... looks like oi might be hav`in visitors mighty soon...". he then burries the corpse of the vulture and coyote nearby, so they dont attract more scavengers. he goes back into his cave, and wraps up the coyote meat. then he goes to sleep.