"I ain' doin' nuffin'!" Noah, to anyone saying his name
"I ain' no bloody mummy. You evah see a mummy strut like this?" Noah "Oy! If'n Ace Bandage goes outta biz? Let 'em know it's cuz da O'Bannon ain' sportin' them no more." Noah.
RP Hooks
You live on the street? You might have shared a dumpster with him.
The street peeps know of Noah. He's an info hound. He may be an info dump for you.
The man before you stands a few inches shorter than six feet, and his appearance is that of a man in his prime. His skin is average caucasian of black hair with a receeding hairline. His eyes are bloodspotted around a color of deep blue underneath a set of evidant black eyebrows. His figure is rugged, muscular and naturally lithe perhaps showing signs of physical ability. His facial features are angular, with a chiseled jaw hosting a rugged beard that shows signs of continued growth.
He wears an assortment of greys and blacks today. A black t-shirt pokes underneath a thin grey hoodie that is zipped up to a bit above the sternum showing the shirt underneath, that is also worn underneath a black trench coat. A pair of black denim pants are worn with a belt wrapped around his waist, and a pair of relatively new but stained boots. An urban appearance overall.