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Jacob Roberts
Character information
  1. Alias
    Jacob
  2. Mental
    Stable, but with a history of slight depression
  3. Morale
    Very low
  4. Date of birth
    1989-05-06 (30 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Bridgend, Wales (Princess of Wales Hospital)
  6. Nationality
    Great Britain (Welsh)
  7. Ethnicity
    White British
  8. Languages
    English
  9. Relationship
    N/A
  10. Family
    Estranged
  11. Religion
    Agnostic

Description

  1. Height
    185 cm
  2. Weight
    85 kg
  3. Build
    Medium build, not a gym-goer, but does a lot of heavy lifting. Fairly healthy diet.
  4. Hair
    Light brown/blonde - crew cut
  5. Eyes
    Dark blue
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    Jacob has a birthmark at the base of his neck (top of his back), no discernible shape - an amorphous blob.
  8. Equipment
    A bottle of water, a kitchen knife from the bar and a broken phone are all that was in his pocket when Jacob awoke.
  9. Occupation
    Barman
  10. Affiliation
    N/A
  11. Role
    N/A

Background

Jacob, a Welsh barman, was working in a tavern in Eastern Europe before the epidemic hit. Having worked in pubs and clubs in the UK, he got tired of the same old routine and decided to start a new adventure by moving to Romania to help his friend set up a new tavern. Things were going well; the business was taking off and Jacob felt like he'd finally found what he was looking for. Not one to read or watch the news, and content in his own bubble, Jacob was surprised when he saw dozens of military planes fly overhead, followed by a series of explosions in the distance. A few hours later and there was a sense of unease and worry among the staff of the tavern, as there were only regular customers in attendance.
Lights flickered and cut out. A scream pierced the air and it was clear something was wrong. A panicked woman with torn clothing banged on the door and begged for shelter - she was injured and was desperately trying to explain something. A regular customer translated her words, “they were here, they are coming. Run while you can!” The customers took her at her words and immediately to their cars. Jacob jumped into a car with his co-worker and 2 customers. As they left the town, they saw rabid people chasing down and attacking others. Jacob had never wished to have watched the news more than now.
After many hours driving to find more secluded areas, and running low on fuel, we found a fishing village to take sanctuary. When it became obvious that we couldn't stay there, we took a small boat to find somewhere safer. Ensnared by a storm the boat capsized and I awoke on a strange shore, with no knowledge of what happened to my friends and no understanding of anything around me.

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