Nickname: N/A
Age: 21
Nationality: African-American(light skinned)
Religion: Christian
Birthplace: Strawberry, West Elizabeth
Gender: Male
Addictions: N/A
Detailed Physical Description: Short Cut Clean Afro, around 6'1, Sad Eyes, Patchy Eyebrows, Oddly shaped mismatched ears, Neck dry from sun burns, broad shoulders from farm work, ginormous hands often referred to as "meat mits", muscular build, large muscular thighs, large feet.
Dialect: English
Skills: Venerated Businessman, Greenthumb
Character Bio:
Darrel was conceived within a back alley within the town of Strawberry. His mother was a whore. And his father, a rich tobacco farmer on the lam. In fact, Darrel's conception was only about $4.75. Darrel never knew his father or his mother. Darrel's mother died during childbirth and he was quickly shipped off to an orphanage in St. Denis. It was a complete shithole. Darrel's room was about the size of a storage closet, and infested with rats, cockroaches, and any other bug or vermin that could sneak into his room. He had a single oil lamp dangling from the ceiling. Darrel had no personal belongings. Everything was shared with the other boys in the orphanage. Darrel was underfed and was constantly picked on for being black. He was called every slang under the sun. When Darrel became 5 he was approached in one of the many back alleys of St. Denis by a boy around 12 years old who worked for a man by the name of Angelo Bronte. The boy was large for his age. Around 5'8 with developed muscles. He was wearing an unbuttoned red everyday shirt, a black flat cap, black town pants, and some tuxedo shoes. He was carrying a carbine repeater and had a knife in his gun belt. He offered Darrel a folded piece of paper. Wrinkled from being stored within his pocket. Darrel took the paper to his room in the orphanage.
