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Jeremiah Teel
Character information
  1. Mental
  2. Morale
  3. Date of birth
    1980-08-30 (39 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    American Falls, Idaho, USA
  5. Nationality
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages
  8. Relationship
  9. Family
    A brother and a sister, a father and a mother.
  10. Religion
    Christian with a "twist"


  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    75 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Dark brown, semi-long
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Evil
  7. Features
    - A wound in each palm, both of which appear to be kept fairly "fresh"
    - A tattoo of the Virgin Mary on his left ribcage
    - A tattoo of a cross and a rosary over his heart
  8. Equipment
    - Journal
    - A cross hanging from a chain around his neck
    - A silver cross in his pocket
    - A Knife of sorts
  9. Occupation
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


"The sun was high up in the sky on the day I was born, and a ray came through a crack in the blinds and lit up my little heart. That's what my mother always told me. She knew I was special from day one, that I would be the shepherd to a lost flock. That's why I'm here now, to find my flock and shepherd them into this new world that we'll grow from the ashes of the old one. God had a plan and it didn't pan out, so now he's leaning on us to help him rebuild."

Jeremiah sat across from a young wounded woman. They had been travelling together in South Zagoria for safety, picking up and dropping off various individuals as they went along. Now, she sat bleeding, cut open in an attack by the infected.

"Don't worry, your loss will help ignite the growth of God's seed, Lillian. With your blood, this tree will grow strong. You will mother the first life our new Earth sees."

She was loosing consciousness, so he took hold of her around her waist and dragged her over to the small tree that grew next to a dead one. He laid her down and kissed her cheek.

"Do not let your heart be troubles. You believe in God, so believe in me as well."

He laid down next to her and gently pulled her head back, and then cut her throat so the blood could spill out over the ground around the small, growing tree. Till she finally bled out, he laid there with her, cradling her and assuring her that she was going to be in the arms of her Lord any minute. When he rose to his feet his eyes lit up with what he saw: The small tree, more vibrant than ever, seemed to reach for the sky, echoing with a humming in Lillians voice.

He knew his path.


Jeremiah Teel was born to very religious parents on the outskirts of a small town in Idaho called American Falls. They raised him to be a good Christian boy, at least in their yes, but the twisted views gave birth to a psychosis in his mind and when the infection hit it didn't take long for it to be born into the world.

A while before the outbreak, Jeremiah, his siblings, and his mother had come to South Zagoria, fleeing mounting pressure from the authorities back home due to the perception that they were trying to gather people for a doomsday cult of sorts. They weren't militant "preppers" by any stretch of the imagination, but they were spreading their message of how God was about to reset the world, and when a few incidents lead to Jeremiah's sister killing a young boy in a field, they knew they had to leave.

None of them fell victim to the outbreak immidiately, but they were quickly seperated due to various factors, and Jeremiah soon found himself alone in the woods of South Zagoria. He circled back towards Chernogorsk in hope that he might find his family again, but with no luck he settled for the church, hoping that prayer would guide him in the right direction.
When he opened the church doors a grizzly sight welcomed him. Blood and bodies everywhere, gore covering the floor, and huddled in a corner, barely visible had it not been for the sun shining in, a young girl cowering in fear. Without hesitation he made his way to her, stepping around the result of whatever carnage had taken place in there, and offered her his hand.

Evey became his assurance that he was indeed supposed to lead his flock into the new world, and he went to great lengths to care for her. She was like a mute little angel, all too willing to follow his directions and help usher in God's new Earth.

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