Alan is short and compact. Standing at 5'8'', he doesn't seem very frightening. He has light blonde hair and blazing blue eyes. His skin is pale and remains so even under the harshest sun or blackest smog. He has a lean frame and is muscled, mostly from all the heavy manual work he has had to do over the years. (Looking for a picture. Help appreciated.)Aspect:
Alan excels at everything. He is the best shot, the best mechanic, the most skilled at hand-to-hand combat. He is the fastest runner, the smartest tactician and despite his lean frame, he can bench press more than his body weight. So far, he hasn't manifested any clearly supernatural ability. (Yes, I'm ripping off the theme of the Solar Exalted.
"No. I won't let you touch even a hair on her head."Personality:
Alan is a stoic man. He is quick to smile, but he rarely laughs. He speaks little and when he does, he expects people to pay due attention. He has strong values that he strives to abide by and he tries to get other people to live by them when he can. He has a love of the open air and of physical activities. History:
Alan was born in the corn fields of what was once Illinois. His mother died giving birth to him. He was brought up on his grandfather's farm, now mostly desolate from the work of Famine. He, his father and his two sisters made a meager living trying to grow crops in the dead soil, but much of the time they went hungry. Alan was different from the others. While they were frail and sick, he seemed to able to draw succour from even the least of foodstuff. By 12, he was a strapping young lad, if a little short and his looks brought him many admirers. At around this age, a band of roving marauders ravaged the local land and took off with many girls, Alan's sisters among them. Despite his father's pleas not to leave him, Alan shot off in pursuit. He managed to catch up with the gang after many days. Tired and hungry, he nevertheless did his best to rescue his sisters and the others. Many of the girls were dead already, but his sisters were still alive. To his horror and disgust, he saw that they had succumbed to the depravity and madness and in an effort to save themselves, had given themselves over to the dark powers. Unable to watch his sisters degrade and torture others for amusement, he left and never looked back. Since then, Alan has been wandering the world. It has been a long time and in that time, the legend of a Golden Man who wanders into town, solves and problem and move on have taken root and even the forces of the Horsemen are taking note.