Vasco
Legacy Name: Stupid

He came to town often with his parents, but no one here really knew anything about him other than his name, "Vasco". Strange kid, really. Apparently he was only twelve, though he was almost 6 foot tall-as tall as his own father. He had some real vacant eyes; they never moved or focused, just stared right on through whatever he looked at. Never talked to others, never really looked them in the eye, always smiled... his dad claimed him to be ill. Despite it all, he always seemed happy, keeping to himself and never causing trouble. At some point, he was confronted by his father for hanging around the old dried-up corpse of a bird by the road. Didn't see much of him around, after.

Gail said she'd found him lying in the alley by her store, feverish and bleeding from the neck. Judging by the looks of the guy, there was probably a good reason for that, but she took him in, regardless. Kid must've grew real tall real fast; Gail mentioned he was fifteen. A few years passed; about 5 or so. Not a soul in town wasn't familiar with his sheer height, signature hat, and god awful staring eyes. At 7 foot 4, you couldn't miss him; just about everybody recognized him, but not many trusted him. Towards the end, Gail wasn't seen around for some days. A relative checked up on her, greeted by the sight of him over dear old Gail's corpse, with old blood smeared across his jaw and hands. He was gone by the time authorities arrived, but he probably died out in the desert eventually.

Since some years back, town's got a bit of an oddity that visits every so often; real tall, grey skin, white and black hair... He looks rough as hell honestly, but smiles like the happiest man on earth. He does a whole lot of nothing, just sitting in the shade, staring off into space or watching people pass. No one's bothered talking with him and nobody's too fond of him, but he hasn't hurt a soul since the time he showed up. Might as well let him stay.



blood/gore, bones, rats, crows/vultures. make genderless, maybe.
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