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[h3][center][b]-Basics-[/b][/center][/h3]
	[b]Name:[/b] Alexander C. Fargho
	[b]Age:[/b] 24
	[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[h3][center][b]-Survival-[/b][/center][/h3]

	[b]Faction:[/b] Saints of the Wild

	[b]Gear/Weapons:[/b]
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	[*]Set of pre-war clothing
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[*]Blue sweater vest
[*]Clean, but worn out khakis
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[*]Set of post-war clothing
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[*]Ragged black t-shirt
[*]Dirty blue jeans
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[*]Various medical tools
[*][url=http://www.coltautos.com/images/1903ph_570548b_IMG_8703.jpg].32 Pistol[/url]
[*]Machete
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[b]Skills:[/b]
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[*]Medicine (major)
[*]Sneaking
[*]Hunting
[*]Cooking
[*]Shooting
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[b]Powers:[/b]
	Ultra x-ray vision. (Comes in handy -- you know, for medical purposes.)

[h3][center][b]-Other-[/b][/center][/h3]

	[b]Personality:[/b]
		Quick to speak and quick to help others, especially the women. He can turn out to be a huge jerk or a huge sweetheart once you get to know him, depending on if he likes you or not. As mentioned, he often favors helping the women out as opposed to the men.

	[b]History:[/b]
		Alexander’s parents were two young, traveling merchants, though their names and what they sold remains unknown. Alex was found by a traveling Saint couple among the carnage of his parents’ caravan, where the young merchants had been robbed and murdered. The two Saints were initially in search of a cow that had escaped and wandered off, but immediately returned to their Californian camp directly west from the main Saint base in the middle of the Mojave after finding the freshly-orphaned child. Back at the camp, Alex’s minor scratches and bruises were tended to, as well as a small, strange burn on his left side in the shape of a crescent moon.

		It was determined that Alex was a year old at the time he was found. He would be brought up through the Saint orphanage system with other parentless children -- playing with them and attending classes on the general education of the land and how to treat different types of injuries and illnesses. All of the children saw many others come and go. Some went by dying, and some went by leaving. There were many friends that Alex made who never stayed.

		By the time he was thirteen, Alex was expected to hunt and do farm work with the other Saint boys aged thirteen and older. For a while, he felt as if he were being treated like a slave -- if a boy was not doing a job correctly, or did not kill at least one animal during their assigned hunt, they would be beaten and sent to bed without dinner. After a while, he learned to accept this treatment along with the others. It did not, however, push him away from his studies. He one day hoped to become a medical professional in the camp.

		At twenty, Alexander’s wish was granted. He’d been working for two years under the apprenticeship of the leading medical professional at the Californian camp when a message was received from the Saints’ main base in the middle of the Mojave, responding an acceptance of his request to travel there for work, as they were lacking suitable professionals. Although he hadn’t been expecting a positive response and thought that the acceptance was quite odd, he packed his belongings and began traveling to the base by horse almost immediately.

		The trip was longer and harder than he’d expected, and when he arrived to the base, he was disappointed to see that the children and women were not treated much differently than at the camp he grew up in. However, it was something that he shrugged aside, because being an adult man, he had an advantage. Even more so now that he would be alongside the leading doctors of the base. It didn’t take him long to warm up to everyone. It was during his first year at the Saints base that he seemed to acquire the greater strand of the present-day Canilo virus. He was laid up in the infirmary himself for several weeks until the virus went away. It was during the final week of his infection that Alex had his first taste of human flesh.

		He could not rid his mind of the thought of the freshly-amputated arm (an amputation that was completely butchered but would not have been if he had just been able to perform it) lying in its designated disposal bin. [i]Nobody will notice if you take a small piece and try it,[/i] a small voice in his mind kept whispering. After not too long of listening to this voice, he gave in, and dragged himself out of bed to perform the taboo act. It happened that, in fact, nobody did notice. Every now and then, Alexander still treats himself to an unfortunate patient that ended up dying naturally or losing a limb.

	[b]Etc:[/b]
		-Secret cannibal.
		-One of the leading doctors in the Saints of the Wild’s main base in the middle of the Mojave.