Name: Yonatan "Yoni" Silver

Sex: Male

Age: 61

Appearance: Yoni is a thickset and hirsute man, dark in complexion, with intense brown eyes and graying (but still thick) hair. A scar runs down the right side of his face, still faintly visible after several plastic surgeries. His muscle has only recently begun to turn into fat, and he walks with the heavy tread of a former athlete. Yoni has jut recently began to grow out his beard, at yet it's still only a salt-and-pepper shadow on his jaw.

Skills: Yoni still possesses some of the strength and ferocity that marked his career before things changed. He has a special talent for knife fighting, honed through long practice, and is a decent shot with rifle, shotgun, or pistol. Additionally, he has spent a great deal of time studying the Talmud recently- not enough to be a legitimate scholar in the subject, but beggars can't be choosers these days, can they? 

Traits: Despite his advancing age, Yoni is still stronger than your average man (though it's only a shadow of the bearlike might he possessed in his heyday). Something about him is also inherently trustworthy- maybe his big brown eyes, or his smile, or the fact that he's an aging Jew, people seem to be more disposed towards doing him small favors like holding the door or letting him cut in line. 

Personality: Yoni is outwardly a nice guy, the type of older man who buys ice cream for all the kids in his neighborhood and loves to give out advice to anyone who will listen. However, this is deliberate and cynical on his part. Yoni has spent his life cultivating the image of a completely harmless man while at the same time plotting to destroy his enemies. While he doesn't particularly enjoy violence, his is willing to use it as a means to an end. Recently, though, he has had something of a shock- realizing he might be one of the last Jews left, he has been genuinely trying to take on responsibility as a leader and teacher.

Backstory: Born in Las Vegas in 1996, Yoni Silver used to have it made. His father was a bookmaker for the mob in Lake Tahoe, Laughlin, and even the seedier parts of Vegas. Growing up and being a terror on the playgrounds for his size and strength, Yoni would be reprimanded at home with stories of Rothstein, Lansky, and Rosenthal- not moralist stories, by any means, but stories of how they solved problems with brains instead of brawn. Yoni took the lessons to heart- though he was big, strong, and naturally athletic, he chose to hone his brain by studying accounting and law in school. Throughout it all, he never missed a day at the synagogue- his family emphasized that his religion was dying and needed to be kept alive in some small way. After graduation, Yoni Silver never attempted to pursue legitimate employment. Following in the footsteps of his father, he hawked his services exclusively to organized crime groups throughout the Southwest. He found interest in Dallas, where yesterday's cholos had become today's cartels. There he found himself comfortably employed by one of the country's largest drug rings, handling their finances and even finding time to once in a while get out into the streets and rough up a few people.

And then the air itself started to grow toxic.

Yoni Silver was perhaps a bit paranoid, in keeping with certain stereotypes, but at any rate he invested his personal fortune in the building of the dome. Sure, it was against the wishes of the Mexican Mafia, but in the end, who died gasping outside while he was comfortable inside? How many good, honest people died while he, a criminal, survived? He made himself useful inside, keeping careful track of their available resources and how to marshal the. Bean counters will always be needed, right? But when they couldn't establish contact with Israel, the guilt began to grow, festering in him for years. He had been raised as a Jew, not a particularly observant one, but a Jew nonetheless. How many of them were left? Eventually, it dawned on him. He was one of the few left, representatives pf a dying religion. He had to make sure it did not become extinct. Survivor's guilt, maybe, but he began studying the holy works in earnest and took to preaching in earnest to whoever might listen. Though he had no diplomas to back him up, he began encouraging people to call him Rabbi, to teach the words of a noble religion. Burdened by guilt and responsibility, he is simply making up is sermons as he goes, but they assuage his guilty conscience a little.

Equipment: Yoni carries a book of Talmudic highlights and a knife at all times- an [url=http://i43.tinypic.com/9h71cl.png]old Schrade Sharpfinger[/url] to be specific- and keeps a [url=http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130317143708/walkingdead/images/b/bf/S%26W_Mod586.jpg] Smith and Wesson Model 586[/url] locked up at home for dire straits, along with sixty .357 rounds. Four days- or twelve meals- of dehydrated food are also ready to go along with the weapon, along with an unopened box of water purification tablets. Like anyone living under the dome, he also owns a gas mask and basic decontamination suit-nothing fancy, but good for a brief excursion. 

Other: Yoni Silver speaks English, Yiddish, and Spanish.