Born in 2212, little is known about Jericho's history other than, for a large portion of his early adulthood, he was a merciless and bloodthirsty raider,[ having the run of the wasteland where he killed, stole, and looted for the slightest of reasons and smallest of caps amounts. After many years of bloodshed and mayhem among highwaymen gangs, helping him to become a crack shot with a rifle, Jericho saw fit to retire. Around 2252,[2] he drifted into, and eventually permanently settled down in the shantytown of Megaton to enjoy his twilight years. While he may occasionally lend his weapon hand in defense of the settlement from various threats including his former raider ilk, Jericho mostly prefers the company of the bottle at Colin Moriarty's saloon, trying to keep all clues of his bloody past buried. He has also been running up a tab that has yet to be paid off. Jericho's thuggish, foul-mouthed demeanor and consistent patronage of the Irishman's bar have fed into rumors that Moriarty pays him under the table for secret favors of the grim kind. Despite Jericho's presence being a persistent thorn in everyone's side, nobody disputes that his skills as a fighter have contributed greatly to the continued prosperity of their town. He has also been taken advantage of too, albeit unknown to him, as Moira Brown can admit to the Lone Wanderer that one of her experiments trying to test her mole rat repellent involved sneaking a sample into one of Jericho's meals to see what would happen, seemingly without the man's knowledge.Though he claims to be comfortably retired and out of the raider game for decades by 2277, Jericho fits the archetype well: he is rude, selfish keen to violent acts for petty reasons, and it is generally unpleasant to be in his company. Age: 65