Randell Marrow
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He was told about a possible long distant relative up near Denver and decided to make a trip to find out if they were in fact related or not. Randell turned 21 while in Baton Rouge... and what a birthday party. Afterwards he started travelling northwest heading for Colorado.
He arrived recently in Denver wearing jeans, an old Metallica shirt, torn leather jacket, and other odds and ends. He has a pair of mechanic gloves he usually wears and a ring on his right hand.
His current goal is to survive and find his kin, get settled, and try to make Denver and Manitou Springs a better place to settle down in. (It has to be better already, after all he's here now).
He currently sports one hell of a nasty set of scars across his chest, looks like a bad encounter with the wildlife. He would smile and say, the wolves left me for dead, but I survived. They had bigger prey to fight, if only they knew...