Name: Lester Holmes
 Position: Civilian
 Age: 58
 Gender: male
 Nationality: Scottish
 Appearance: Standing only at 5'7 and weighing in at around 200 pounds, he doesn't have much of a presence. His face is adorned with scraggly and long white hair that runs into an equally long beard. Brown eyes, and tanned skin from a life as a farmer is easily noticed. Through his time surviving in the wild, his make-shift clothes and hair have become rather dirty and patched.




 Personality: Generally very serious toned and not fond of kids, his life has been a secluded and peaceful one. Grumbles when things don't go his way, but very slow to anger and slower to violence.

 History: Born some sixty years ago, Lester has seen many changes in his life. He's
 worked on his family owned farm for over 40 years prior to the plague. And after his wife passed away, he had been living alone for nearly 10 of those years. It didn't take long for the news of the disaster to hit him however, with so many displaced people leaving the cities, it was inevitable that someone was going to find him. The "government" came to claim his land they said, that it was a state of emergency. It was the same night he watched his home burn to the ground. You can only turn away so many people before they come to take what you have. With only the few things he could salvage on his back, Lester has taken to a nomadic lifestyle, wandering through the wilds. His natural knack for survivalism has saved his hide more than once.

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