Growing up in the rolling countryside of rural Tennessee, The Marksman spent countless hours sharpening his shooting prowess. He honed his skills by stealthily stalking and hunting various small game such as squirrels, raccoons, possums, rabbits, and any other elusive critter that crossed his sights. Every missed shot meant a lost opportunity for a meal,
reinforcing the deep-seated understanding that hunger serves as the most powerful motivator.
As the zombie onslaught began, he recognized that hunger was the driving force behind the undead. Realizing that he was no longer at the top of the food chain, he swiftly seized his trusty rifle and sought sanctuary in the wilderness. There he adeptly sustained himself on the fruits of his trapping and hunting endeavors.
Upon his return to civilization, he was met with a world besieged by chaos. Realizing the inherent value of his skills, he shrewdly leveraged them to his advantage, aligning himself with those willing to compensate him for his expertise. Currently, he finds himself traveling alongside an unlikely cohort comprising ZomPoc hardened survivors, former military personnel, and enigmatic alien robots.
