Bob Smith

Bob Smith is a fair haired, blue eyed human. He is fairly slender, with a large right cybernetic arm. His weathered face seems to have been sandblasted into shape, and he holds a perpetual ciggarette betwen his lips that holds a clying, oily smell. The local blacksmith and armorer. He can jury rig or repair just about anything.

He often will barter or trade services, and seems a fairly honest, open man.

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Bob Smith

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