[I]Name [/i]
Conrad Peter Axford 

[I]Age [/i]
Seventeen 

[I]Gender [/i]
Male 

[I]Ethnicity[/i]
Caucasian 

[I]Description[/i]
Tall, a little lanky, freckled and bispecteled. Conrad has a mess of auburn hair, stopping at about his shoulders unless he's cut it back closer to his jaw recently. It's a messy sort of curl that he keeps out of his face with either a hair tie or headband. Blue eyes set in a handsome face behind a pair of glasses that have seen better days. He has what looks like used to be three rings through his bottom lip, but is now only the right and middle one with a scar on the left from the other one being pulled out. There is a mostly finished tattoo of a phoenix around his left arm along with a few scars there and elsewhere. Some from before, more of them from after.

Pre-infection he was a little more muscular, but he's still rather fit. 

[I]Biography[/i]
Third child and second son, his father was an accountant for a gang and his mother a former prostitute. He grew up around a lot of family (some of whom were also in the same gang as his father), and a lot of "family" as well.

Schooling was never made overly important, or at least school itself. Conrad, along with his older brother ditched class a lot, but still managed to pass. If only just barely.  By the time the world was going to hell he was already dropped out if high school (dropped out before they could kick him out for fighting among other things) working on his GED while working part time with his cousin at the restaurant he owned.

[I]Pre-infection career[/i]
Bust boy and part time thug. Mostly just a trouble making teenage. 

[I]Other[/i]