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Dale Williams
Character information
  1. Mental
    Calm
  2. Morale
    Dale is a kind person.
  3. Date of birth
    1979-08-16 (39 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Cherneraus
  5. Nationality
    British
  6. Ethnicity
    White
  7. Languages
    English and Polish
  8. Relationship
    None
  9. Family
    Father (Deceased) Grandfather (Deceased) Mother (Deceased)
  10. Religion
    None

Description

  1. Height
    170 cm
  2. Weight
    165 kg
  3. Build
    Average
  4. Hair
    Graying at temples, black.
  5. Eyes
    Green
  6. Features
    No piercings, no tattoos, no distinctive marks. Average middle aged man, starting to grey.
  7. Equipment
    A crafted bow and set of arrows, a deer hide quiver. Crafted primitive tools. A good condition survival knife. A small hatchet.
  8. Occupation
    Forestry Ranger
  9. Affiliation
    N/A
  10. Role
    N/A

Background

My father and my fathers father lived and worked as Forest Ranger's. Being out in the wilderness for months at a time sometimes without little to no contact to the outside world, that's how we lived. At least until the dead rose, cities were the most dangerous place to be since the world fell, and so the isolation was a blessing in a way but also a curse. Hell I hadn't even had to kill my first... y'know... up until about six months ago. Hearing the news trickle through what little contact we had with the outside world felt like some radio drama my gramps had tapes of when I was a kid.


Last winter my gramps got sick, his memory was going and some days he wouldn't even know his name or who I was. Not the easiest thing to deal with, despite the current circumstances. Needless to say his condition got us into trouble, after wandering off and us panicking to find him we ran into a horde of those things. Pops told me to run but I froze as I watched them descend upon my fathers father, then my father as he desperately tried to pull them off. I ran, eventually... tears streaming froze to my cheeks.


Before the world fell, Dale enjoyed his life and was raised into a skilled and responsible adult. After the death of his grandfather and father, he decided it was time to find a community and stop secluding himself from the now broken world. He is a skilled hunter and can craft many primitive survival items. He has been travelling for some time now and has decided the area is good to set up a camp, so the last year has been spent locating a good area in this region to settle in. He has tried to establish several camps only to be overrun by the dead.

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