Description

Personality

Likes attention to an extent but very friendly and has good virtues. he is a good friend and always sticks up for the little guy. Very patient and understanding. Sometimes has crying spells and quiet spells when he will only speak in short sentences to answer questions that are not yes/no. Caring and compasionate. has a way of making others feel loved and welcomed. Verry musically gifted and likes to write songs and poetry. has a weird habit of painting with blood and making strange symbols. The killing of his girlfriend by the undead gives him a fiery hatred for them and will stop at nothing to grind them to decaying pulp. He also has her name "Lucia" carved into his left arm so every time he pulls the trigger he feels her pain in him.

Equipment

A bowie knife blade professionally mounted on an unaltered warthog tusk and his custom left-handed bolt action .308 rifle with a army green stock and no scope so far...

History

Dath grew to be a fine young man. Gentle, loving, caring, smart, passionate, and very musically gifted. One night, he awoke in the middle of a horrible dream at exactly midnight. There was the sound of glass cracking in his bedroom window. He quickly reached for his cheapy katana and prepared himself, for he was a bit paranoid now that he knew The Vaccine was a hoax. SMASH! uuuuUUUUUnnnnGGGGGHHHHhhhhh... They moaned as they smashed through every window in his house. His little brother, mother, and father never awoke in time to save themselves. Dath barely escaped and began to plan his tactics. he stored up, siphoned gas, and drove until he couldn't drive any further... He now walks alone, searching for a group to join where he is accepted... Despite his secret...