Name:Vincent 'Vince' Cross

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Appearance: Vince is tall, standing just above six feet, and is rather slim, almost to the point of looking underfed. He has a pale complexion, and is nearly always sunburned. His eyes are light green, and usually bloodshot from lack of sleep. He has short red hair, which darkened as he aged, and a scruffy beard. He wears an ill-fitting white button-up shirt that has been heavily stained, and wears a simple black tie, which despite the state of the world has remained intact. His pants are simple black dress pants, and his shoes are made of battered black patent leather.

Weapons(Nothing too farfetched): Vince's primary weapon is a two-and-a-half foot length of pipe. It has black electrical tape tied around one end to make a makeshift handle. The business end of the pipe is pointed, making it seem it was sawed out of it's proper place with a hacksaw. Vince also has a snub-nosed .44 revolver, but he keeps it hidden, as it only has five rounds, and survivors with firearms are usually put on guard duty, something he has no interest in. The weapon is usually kept tucked in his waist band, and covered with his untucked shirt.

Personality: Vince usually seems like a decent enough person, if not a bit awkward. He often tries to adjust his speech and personality to fit who he's talking to, making him a bit of a social chameleon. He doesn't necessarily go out of his way to help others, though he will if the situation benefits him. Despite his exterior, something seems off about Vince, a trait that only becomes apparent to those who are around him for long periods of time. He is usually very tight-lipped about his past.

Short History: When the outbreak started, Vince was in a mental hospital. As panic engulfed the place, he was set free, scavenging what he could and setting out to find a safe location as quickly as possible. He arrived at Last Hearth three days ago.