Zak Salvatore | Outlaws | Alive

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✖ B A S I C S:

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. Name: Zachariah Niklaus Ezio Salvatore
. Age: 26 
. Height: 6'2"
. Build: Lean, but muscular/fit
. Gender: Male

. Sexual Orientation: Straight (otherwise unexplored) 
. Relationship Status: Single, but not looking

. Primary Weapon: Elvish Sword (Real Replica) 
. Secondary Weapon: None

. Group: Outlaws
. Rank: None

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✖ P E R S O N A L I T Y:

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{ Disciplined | Honest | Trustworthy | Loyal | Compassionate }
    Despite growing up in a loving home, Zak has always been quiet. It is hard to earn his trust, but once you do its for life. Even if you break that trust, if he has promised you his loyalty, you will always have it to the end. He is also more forgiving than he probably should be in most cases. Seems to have endless patience, especially with animals and children or those he cares about. He is honest, most often brutally. He is quiet and does not speak unless he has to. He does not butt into business that isnt his and will always follow orders. He will give advice when asked, IF he thinks it will do any good. He has a very, very keen sense to detail. Loves to council and help others, of his compassionate nature. He has a gift to knowing things about people just by watching them. 

. Strengths: Pain-Tolerance / Hunting / Level-Headedness
. Weaknesses: Sensitivity / Stubborn / Self-Loathing

. Quirks: likes to keep a journal / is very habitual
. Hobbies: Working With Xena / Drawing / tattoo art
. Skills: Hunting / Protection / Helping Others

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✖ H I S T O R Y:

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Zak grew up in a different part of Texas, living as a normal young man up until a few months before the outbreak. His parents were rich due to having a large part in the cattle business. He had no other siblings, due to his father being diagnosed with testicular cancer shortly after he was born. Life was quiet when he was young, as he doesnt remember much from that time. His father recovered, mostly thanks to their unlimited sources of money. Through high school, he became part of a small group of friends who were into gaming and things like cosplay, but his Texas roots didnt deny him. He did have a horse growing up, one who he loved to trail ride over his fathers thousands of acres of ranch. He competed the gelding, known as Seek, successfully in things like cowboy races and competitive trail. Eventually, as he got older, he got into things like mounted archery, shooting, and trick training horses in his last year of high school. He even started doing a little deer hunting with his father. One weekend, he was out of town with his friends at a cosplay event, he received a phone call from his mother. Seek had gone down with colic and the vet had been rushed out to help. Zak left the event immediately and drove him in hysterics. The one-hour drive was done in a time it probably shouldnt have been. Seek was already gone when he showed up, everyone gathered around the geldings stall. He stayed next to him, sobbing, all night. The next morning, his father helped him to bury and move the gelding, who was buried in his favorite blankets and halter/lead. He spend the last several months of his senior year quiet and depressed. 

Straight out of high school, he joined the national guard. He spent his many years there healing from the pain, helping other cities when in need, and training to become fit and skilled. Eventually he did take a leave and return home. His parents were just happy to have him back, safe and alive. He spent several months just getting used to being home again, before settling easily back into his usual lifestyle. For his 24th birthday, his parents gave him half of his inheritance, hoping he would decide to do something more with his life. He spent money to visit his friends, got back into cosplay, and avoided the barns. Eventually, he would end up sitting on his balcony, he would look over the acres and cattle and bask in its beauty as the sun went down. He decided then, that he needed another horse. It wouldnt just be any horse. It would be a horse like him, that only he could connect with. He spent months searching the ads on the internet. He came across a stable that was pretty close, but had so much diversity he couldnt even dream of it. He bought a truck and a trailer and made the trip. 

The owner greeted him eagerly, wanting to know what he was into with horses and trying to suggest good mounts. They had almost everything he could dream of at this stable. It was like an equine superstore. He had considered several mounts before they were rolling past the mustang enclosure. There were two mares and a gelding. The two mares had considerable amounts of white and the gelding was a solid chestnut. When he asked about them, the owner said they were used for rodeos. The mare with less white, known as Xena, was standing off to the side. He decided to test the water and offered a considerable amount of money for her. After insisting that he would do anything to get the horse, the owner agreed and accepted the offer. It took several years for him to gain her trust and train her to ride, but it was exactly the way he wanted it. She was hateful, unless it was him. She only bonded with him. It made him miss Seek, but it helped him recover at the same time. They had been training hard when he got the notice for a competitive trail competition in Copperhead Creek, Texas. It wasnt too far from home and he was ready to try and show off her skills. As he was preparing for the trip, he got a call from a friend saying that there was a cosplay event going on the weekend after in a town just past where the show was. So, he packed for both events and headed that way. 

They arrived several days before the show, but managed to find some space to stay at the host ranch. the day before the show they received news of the outbreak, but show officials ignored all warnings and carried on as planned. Halfway through their ride, they came across walkers. Xena spooked, throwing Zak off to one side. Thanks to the help of a soon-to-be member of the outlaws, he managed to find Xena unharmed and get back to his truck for supplies before making camp with the future outlaw group. He became mad at the sheriffs and deputies and officials who all ignored the warnings and made them believe that everything was ok. He tried making contact with his parents, but never succeeded. He just decided to worry about survival and being loyal to those who were good to him when he needed help. 

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✖ C O M P A N I O N S:

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. Name: TLEC Wicked Xenon | Sold To Zak Salvatore (Xena) 
. Breed: American Mustang
. Sex: Mare
. Personality: This little ball of spunk is not one to be reckoned with. She is just downright hateful nearly all the time. She does not like human interaction, but loves to be around Zak, as he took the years to gain her trust. A rough rodeo life as a nasty bronc gained her a bad rep that just about anyone on the rodeo circuit knew about. When Zak bought her, it took him almost two lengthy years to train her to the basics. He had just started her trick training before the outbreak. Now he continues working on it when he gets a break from the rough life of being a survivor. She enjoys this time of just getting to play around with her owner, but she also enjoys having a job that isnt repetitive like bronc work. She enjoys kicking and stomping down walkers and going on long rides to scout for supplies. She dislikes children and will bite anyone who tries to touch her that doesnt have Zaks permission. She is loyal, but will flee if spooked badly enough. Her owner keeps her mane roached and her tail short, less to get caught in bushes and grabbed by walkers. 

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✖ B E L O N G I N G S:

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Thanks to being well packed for both events and a well prepared trail rider, he had a lot of helpful things to offer the 'outlaws'. Most of it he donated to the greater good, like spare clothes, food, and medical supplies, but some things he kept and explain the upkeep of most of his personal belongings and hair. 

For Xena: 1 Saddle Pad, 1 Trail Saddle, 1 Lariat, 1 Set of Large Saddlebags, 1 Set of Small Saddlebags, 1 Bridle/Reins, 1 Halter/Lead

Contents of Small Saddlebag
Left [7/10 Items]: 1 journal, 1 sketchbook, 1 pencil, 1 pen, 1 eraser, 1 map, 1 permanent marker, 
Right [7/10 Items]: 1 Pocket Knife, 1 Pair of Fingernail Clippers, 1 bottle of aspirin [25/30 pills left], 1 bottle of ointment [20/30 uses left], 

Contents of Large Saddlebag
Left [8/20 Items]: Shears, 2 Combs, 1 old razor, 2 rags, 1 bar of soap [35/40 uses left], 1 thermal bag (found in most first aid kits), 
Right [10/20 Items]: 2 Water Bottles, 1 bottle of rubbing alcohol, 2 rolls toilet paper, 1 glo-stick, 1 box of bandaids [10/15 left], 2 packets of gauze, 1 wrap

For Himself: 1 Shirt/Tank, 1 Pair of Jeans/Boxers, 1 Pair of Boots/Socks, 1 Sword, 1 Leather Jacket, 1 Cosplay Cape