[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=fff79a]Robert Weldon[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.csfd.cz/files/images/film/photos/000/140/140426_f7b854.jpg[/img][/center] [hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Okefenokee: E14 [b]Skills:[/b] Stick Fighting[/center][hr] The constant disrespect displayed by the two heathens was slowly pushing Robert’s buttons. The frustration clearly overcast his ability to hide feelings under tougher skin. For a man so devoted to God and his teachings, the art of peace was clearly being tested. It hurt even more to hear his own comrade yell at him in less than a friendly tone. Without a word, Robert moved around the battleground - allowing the others to dive hot-headeadly into the fight. Robert’s tactics were different, allowing the walkers to do the attacking and countering with his own strikes when the chance presented itself. He whistled to a walker to call its attention, letting the dead man limp towards him. Upon finding the range, Robert took a quick step to his right and came crashing into the dead's skull with his dowel. The walker went limp and fell into the dirt face first and motionless. As another approached he mimicked his first action, allowing the walker to approach then attacking at the right moment - precision stricking. Robert took no satisfaction in killing the unfortunate. These people had suffered enough and we’re mocked for their inability to truly be free - condemned to a hollowed rotten body that no longer resembled who they once were. Deep down, Robert still believed things would go back to how they once were, or even better than before. He had faith that God would not give up on them, that’s why they were still breathing. It was clear not many of those around him Anyway, what seemed to be a standard battle between men and dead soon took a drastic undertone when Wayne opened fire. The gunshots spiked Robert’s nerves, forcing his shoulders to his earlobes. He let out a sigh of frustration. What the heck was this guy thinking? “[color=fff79a]I think we need to go....now,[/color]” Robert stated loudly to everyone. His eyes darted around, looking for walkers to join the fray. The gunshots would prove more dangerous than helpful soon and Robert did not want to be present when the time came. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=92278f]Preslee Wallace[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://edanafashion.files.wordpress.com/2013/07/julianne-hough-save-haven-movie-set-main.jpg[/img][/center] [hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge (E3) > (E4) [b]Skills:[/b] None[/center][hr] After her question, Preslee continued to trail Erica. The uncertanty of what awaited them down the road did not fall easy on Preslee’s shoulders. Preslee was not one to believe in signs, but the horde of walkers stuck in the swamps could not have been a good one if any. Watching those walkers gnaw and reach for their flesh made the blonde very uneasy and unsure if she wanted to continue. Then another sign. A walker in eyesight just down the road. “[color=92278f]Look out,[/color]” Preslee said alertedly, making sure Erica had seen it too. However, as the two continued forward Preslee started to feel dizzy. Her feet stumbled a bit underneath her and she pivoted right towards the trees. Fortunately she was able to regain her balance before falling. She had had very little to eat and drink so fatigue and vertigo was surely a factor. She started feeling like shit, hopefully it was nothing serious. “[color=92278f]I should have ate the bugs,[/color]” he said under her breath.