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Name: Rick Malone
Age: 40
Appearance: Mostly dressed in faded blue jeans, an under shirt, and worn out flannel shirt. suspenders hold his pants up, and heavy steel toed boots protect his feet. He's stopped doing more than "cleansing baths/showers"; personal grooming isn't a priority.

Background: Rick was an outdoorsman, and a "bushcraft enthusiast". He made it a hobbie to simply... know how to survive, if he got lost, or just found himself in some sort of "survival situation". He was briefly married, and had custody of his 10 year old son. They were out camping when it all happened, and only made it a month before he lost his son to the dead. Since then, he's drifted about, as a zombie slaying hermit.
Personality: Part of his personality has become coping with the loss of his son, and usually manifests as referring to anybody younger than himself as "kid". He also talks through a given task he's engaged in, even when alone, as though he's teaching someone how to do it. He's spent time with other people since it all went down, but tries to be amicable. He hasn't turned on people like he's seen others do, but he is cautious, and even if he warmed up to somebody, he tries to keep some emotional distance, "I'm just here long enough to teach some o' y'all how to live without me."
Skills: bow hunting, outdoor survival/"bushcraft", knows a few card games, can play the banjo.
Equipment: backpack (contains a hammock, 2 16oz bags of beef jerky, 24oz canteen of water, 1 change of clothing, 100ft of nylon rope, 1 flashlight with a red lense, 1 book "Illustrated Manual of Bushcraft"), campers' axe, machete, pocket multi-tool.
Motivations: Survival, mostly, and his willingness to teach others what he knows may be something close to hope, otherwise why bother?
Flaws: Sometimes has nightmares, can get more aggressive, even wild, where the safety of kids is involved. Has a tendency to just... "disappear" into the bush without telling anyone if he's noticed the dead are nearby, taking every opportunity he gets to kill even just a couple of them. If he can, he'll make the kill and come back as if nothing happened. "Just had to take care of some business."
Name: Rick Malone
Age: 40
Appearance: Mostly dressed in faded blue jeans, an under shirt, and worn out flannel shirt. suspenders hold his pants up, and heavy steel toed boots protect his feet. He's stopped doing more than "cleansing baths/showers"; personal grooming isn't a priority.

Background: Rick was an outdoorsman, and a "bushcraft enthusiast". He made it a hobbie to simply... know how to survive, if he got lost, or just found himself in some sort of "survival situation". He was briefly married, and had custody of his 10 year old son. They were out camping when it all happened, and only made it a month before he lost his son to the dead. Since then, he's drifted about, as a zombie slaying hermit.
Personality: Part of his personality has become coping with the loss of his son, and usually manifests as referring to anybody younger than himself as "kid". He also talks through a given task he's engaged in, even when alone, as though he's teaching someone how to do it. He's spent time with other people since it all went down, but tries to be amicable. He hasn't turned on people like he's seen others do, but he is cautious, and even if he warmed up to somebody, he tries to keep some emotional distance, "I'm just here long enough to teach some o' y'all how to live without me."
Skills: bow hunting, outdoor survival/"bushcraft", knows a few card games, can play the banjo.
Equipment: backpack (contains a hammock, 2 16oz bags of beef jerky, 24oz canteen of water, 1 change of clothing, 100ft of nylon rope, 1 flashlight with a red lense, 1 book "Illustrated Manual of Bushcraft"), campers' axe, machete, pocket multi-tool.
Motivations: Survival, mostly, and his willingness to teach others what he knows may be something close to hope, otherwise why bother?
Flaws: Sometimes has nightmares, can get more aggressive, even wild, where the safety of kids is involved. Has a tendency to just... "disappear" into the bush without telling anyone if he's noticed the dead are nearby, taking every opportunity he gets to kill even just a couple of them. If he can, he'll make the kill and come back as if nothing happened. "Just had to take care of some business."