Skully/Introduction

I's born Evan James Pridemore II, but most folks jus' call me Skully. It's short for 'Numbskull' on account I ain't too bright, but folks ain't allowed to call me that no more. Skully's good, though. Always been fine with Skully. Can abide by Weathers-the-Storm, too, if'n you're feelin' formal, but I usually ain't an' don't 'spect anyone else to be.

I come down on the bus from Los Coyotes Res a while back on account my farm got burned down and ain't no one wanted to pay to rebuild it even when I said as I'd do all the work myself. Grampa Dave told me to go off an' make somethin'a myself in the world an' sent me to Prospect, where Miz Vesta met me an' took me to meet other folks. So... now I'm in Prospect.

It's funny how things work out, ain't it? Fire burns down your house, you end up movin' to a new place 'cause you ain't got a choice, an' suddenly you fit in. You make friends, you build a family, you start a pack, you find a girl, you build a house, an' one day you're an Elder. Sneaks up on you if you ain't lookin'.