Hail to the King, Baby

Elvis Presley:
King of Rock n' Roll
(Storm Knight/Mage)

by Rob Vaux and John Wick

Dexterity: 10 Fire Combat: 13, Maneuver 12, Melee Weapons 13, Unarmed Combat 12 Strength: 10 Toughness: 10 Perception: 11 Land Vehicles 14 Mind: 12 Artist 18, Survival 14 Charisma: 16 Charm 19, Persuasion 19 Spirit: 10 Faith 13, Reality Possibilities: 30

Equipment: Leather jacket with fringe on the sleeves, three-wheeled Harley, katana, acoustic guitar, two mini-Uzi submachine guns.

Quote: "Thank yuh, thank yuh, thank yuh verra much. This next song's goin' out to all those hard-workin' folks out there still fightin' against the dark."

Elvis has been wandering the back roads of America ever since he faked his death in 1977 (at least, that's what he says), He lost his flab, began training in various martial arts (some unknown urge drove him on, he claims), and all the while kept performing in lonely bars and tent revivals all across America. When the Possibility Wars hit, his purpose became clear, and he dedicated his life, his skills and his music to the cause of freedom.

Since his return, he has been approached by various government agencies (and not a few record companies) interested in contracting his services, but he has refused them all, saying "Ah gotta keep in touch with my people, boys, and Ah just can't do that behind uh desk or a-sittin' in uh studio." He has, however, taken certain freelance missions offered by the U.S. government, and will always assist any enclaves or communities he happens to be passing through. His swordplay and marksmanship have saved countless people from unspeakable death, and his music continues to bring hope to the heart of America.

Elvis's only disadvantage compared to the three men under him is his age. While the others have achieved a timeless quality that allows them to stay young, the King's reappearance is based on the belief that he never died. Therefore, he is as old as he would be had he never died, i.e. in his late fifties.

While he's kept himself trim and fit, he's starting to feet the effects of his age, and can't always maintain the same pace as the others. His hair is an iron gray and wrinkles have begun to crease his brows, but his eyes still have the penetrating warmth that made teens of the '50s weak at the knees.

He typically wears a black leather jacket (with fringe on the sleeves and the image of a baying hound dog on the back), matching black chaps and cowboy boots. His katana is always strapped to his back and a pair of oversized holsters dangle from his belt to hold his SMGs.

"Thank yuh, thank yuh, thank yuh verra much. This next song's goin' out to all those hard-workin' folks out there still fightin' against the dark."

Hail to the King, Baby

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