Name: Mark Latram

Age: 45

Appearance: Dark brown matted hair, dirty and greasy from lack of cleanliness graces are thin and bony face with brown eyes inset heavily upon his face, crooked teeth with golden brown hues from a continuous smoking habit and a grim smile, His neck is stretches from a torn and weathered and stained hoodie resting against fairly broad and muscular shoulders, beneath the hoodie one would find an even dirtier shirt. Following the arms down you come to his dry hands, the fingernails almost black from the amount of dirt. His sweatpants originally grey now seem to be steadily turning browner each day and his feet are adorned with boots a size larger than his feet. The man is quite tall, sitting at 6'2" and is fairly physically fit, but that is a combination of constantly moving and his very small diet of whatever the closest soup kitchen provides.
A strong odorous smell resonates around him, one could almost see the stench expand from him as it slowly envelops the area he resides like a plague. 

Strengths and Weaknesses, Quirks and Traits: Mark is a very devilish man, strong despite his body, but intelligence wise there is something to be desired, This is partly because of his early exit from schooling. He has a way of things though and has spent a long time watching people, he has become very aware of those he trusts or does not trust and how people influence each other. He has a heavy smoking addiction and becomes EXTREMELY irritable when he lacks cigarettes; He is also very superstitious due to how he perceives his arrest and trial for murder. It is without a doubt that one would question him as anything but a criminal.

A Brief History: Blood covered his hands, his clothing, every inch of him was a blood stained mess, His suit tarnished by the red stains; The victim was immobile and lifeless a cold blank stare of fright etched permanently on his face. And what of it, Mark thought, He should never have underestimated a man who has worked so hard for him for so long. He chose to run, but Mark wanted people to know where he stood and what the world has done to him. He would not accept the reasons for such discrimination. So what were the reasons for discriminating against a man like him? He was a hard worker non the less, so he was unhealthy, so he smoked, so he wasn't the world's next greatest suited man. He did what was needed and this cruel lifeless man, he needed to die.
And when he was caught, he preached openly. Unafraid of jail, people will fear him instead. That's where he wants to be. The body was never found, never seen and with just those minor unlucky mistakes he was caught. He hadn't meant to spill salt, or break that mirror and he rotted in jail until he realized that even the smallest of luck changing things can be your downfall. He spent years reflecting on that, years spent finding a way to change the mistakes for the better.
He's been living off the streets for three years now, and still he had never noticed the store till recently. He begged for money, and once he had the chance he entered the store, expecting much less than what was to come.

Anything Else: SECRETS.