Contrairement à tant d'autres endroits où il avait été, il ne semblait pas attirer de coups de feu ici. Dans ses voyages, Ezekiel avait été abattu au moins deux ou trois fois chaque fois qu'il marchait dans une ville. Certaines personnes n'aimaient pas la Fraternité. Tandis qu'il détendait légèrement un super mutant s'approchait portant un tonneau de quelque chose comme un vin comme c'était une tasse à thé et dit
"De quel chapitre venez-vous, Paladin Lord Crane?"
Ezekiel a été surpris que n'importe qui dans tout ce sud savait assez au sujet de la Fraternité pour poser cette question, encore moins un super mutant, mais a répondu avec la moindre des pauses, se tournant pour faire face à la grande figure.
"Je suis originaire du chapitre Lost Hills, et vous devez être de Mariposa."
Ezekiel n'avait jamais connu un super mutant à boire mais il n'avait jamais su que beaucoup de super mutants qui pouvaient dire plus que "Tu meurs maintenant!" ou "Kill!". Les registres de la Fraternité sur les super mutants laissent le sujet de l'alcool tout à fait vide.
Name: Elias Lewellyn Powell
Alias: The Capital Hunter, The Commonwealth Carver.
Age: 60
Gender: Male
Race: Human.
Primary Skills: Guns, explosives and science.
SPECIAL:
Strength: 3
Perception: 9
Endurance: 5
Charisma: 6
Intelligence: 8
Agility: 4
Luck: 5
Gear/inventory:
A hunting rifle
A combat knife
Five bottles of scotch
A thick overcoat with leather armour beneath it he often wears
Camping equipment
Old Compatriot: an Airedale Terrier Lewellyn met a year ago
Five traps of varying type and quality
History: Elias was born to a large family of hunters somewhere in the heart of America, him, two pre-war ghoul ancestors, his parents and grandparents as well as one brother. Lewellyn's birth coincided with his father's return, dragging in a dead deathclaw matriarch, one of the Powell family's best outings for around thirty years. Lewellyn's grandfather saw this as a good omen, making it his responsibility to teach the boy the family trade. For eleven years the old man taught the talented boy every nuance of hunting and cooking the Powell family knew.
When the boy was 17 he and his family fought against a horde-like mass of super mutants, out of the terrible conflict the young man was the only survivor. Since then he's made a name for himself as both a terminal tackler and a talented hunter, publicly showing his hatred of super mutants at the same time. After travelling around the eastern half of America for thirty seven years the Commonwealth Carver has made one constant companion, a mutated Airedale Terrier he calls the Old Compatriot, or Ol'Com, a dog he just found had been following the hunter for a week, finally deciding to keep the almost adorable thing around:



Elias was told of Florida about five months after Ol'Com, and of the mutants that lived in it... It sounded like the perfect place to both hunt and conduct two new hobbies; Treasure Taking and Scavenging, which oddly enough isn't too difficult when a hunting rifle makes a reasonable substitute for a bobby pin in emergencies... or a bomb if it's a serious emergency.