Name: Ralph Fenn
Age: 27
Nationality: American (Caucasian)
Occupation (pre-outbreak): Librarian
Appearance: 6'3 and very skinny. He has brown hair that looks like he took a pair of scissors to it himself, along with a scruffy five o'clock shadow. Usually wears a flannel shirt, Jeans, and running sneakers. In addition, wears thick, large glasses, one lens of which has a large crack.
Personality: Ralph is quite reserved, although typically good-natured (at least, as good-natured as one can be in the apocalypse). Ralph is very smart in a bookish way, but tends to freeze under pressure, which means he looks to others during times of crisis. He has a strange tendency to try and "observe" the walkers, or "shamblers" as he likes to call them, and keeps a small journal recording their diets, habits, and even personalities (which he insists they have). However when it comes to killing zombies he has no qualms, although he is very squeamish about it. Ralph can be overly trusting, which many say is a negative quality in the apocalypse. He disagrees.
History: Mark grew up in Colorado, and while a bit of a bookworm, had a pretty normal, healthy life. After getting a college degree in English he took a job as a Librarian, with a side job of building websites to supplement his meager salary. Although he lived paycheck to paycheck, he got to do what he loved, reading books, discussing literature, and helping others. When the apocalypse came, Mark holed up in the library with a few co-workers. Due to the fact that the building was easily fortified with bookshelves and that no one goes to the goddamn library during an apocalypse. After the initial shitshow had passed, Mark grabbed a few books, an old Honda Civic, and hit the road. The last thing he remembered hearing before the radios died was that Key West was the safest place in the U.S., and so he headed East. After three years he had made it all the way to... New Orleans.
Useful Skills: Knows a good deal of random but helpful facts from various books, including ones from survival, although usually does not have the experience to do them. He has an exceptional memory, and never gets lost. Other than that his only useful skill is his ability to reach things on high shelves.
Inventory:
1 Flannel Shirt
1 Pair of Jeans
1 backpack
1 bottle of water
2 cans of fruit
1 knife
1 1/2 litre bottle of gasoline
1 piece of metal pipe (used as a weapon)
1 copy of General Survival
1 copy of The Stranger
Other: (I'm very open to the idea of arriving in New Orleans with a travel companion I met somewhere along the way. If you're interested, PM me or post!)