Isaiah Johnson

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Isaiah Johnson

Age: 33
Nickname: Zay
Occupation: Outlaw
Face Claim: Chris Pratt
Alias: Zay

APPEARANCE:
Gender: Male
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 280lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Appearance: A bit disheveled, he never really keeps himself clean-shaven. Always in a hat most of the time, wearing a vest with pants over a long-sleeved shirt, sleeves rolled or pushed up on hot days. If it tends to get real cold out you can spot him wearing a duster of a darker hide color. Usually strapped around the waist with two six shooters.

PERSONALITY:
Never one to take things TOO seriously, Isaiah can usually be heard making light of any situation. Furthermore it helps that 99% of the time any trouble he is in was by accident or by his brain not fully thinking things through before he acts. He does have his manners though, if you don't get in his face or push his buttons he can usually be a nice guy, charming at times with his wit. IF you do manage to get on his bad side, you probably won't have an easy time getting off it, taking things personal is usually how that happens.

HISTORY:
Born in the early fall of 1842, September, Isaiah was left alone at a young age. Both parents dead, he was left to fend for himself at 15. Being that young, and on your own, he ended up having to fend for himself, which led to what turned him into an outlaw; albeit, a harmless one for the most part. Stealing food, water, whatever he needed to survive. Zay as he was refered to by close friends, what little he had, fell in with a band of thieves and robbers. Taught by Dan 'Deadshot' Davis how to shoot with the best of them it was almost a surrogate family for him and Davis the father he really never had. As time went on Johnson saw the error of the ways of Davis and his gang and revolted, though Dan had a soft spot for the kid the older he got the more he saw Zay as a burden and the two men ended up as bitter enemies. Leaving the gang Isaiah continued out on his own, picking up work wherever he roamed and in 1861, he found himself in the middle of war...THE War.

1861, Isaiah found himself on the wrong side of the law, hunted down by Union soldiers after having been drafted in as a raider. It was kill or be killed and that was the motto he took himself too, if you didn't want to die fighting, you killed. It became a lifestyle for the young man one he wasn't fond of, but one where he could live the life he had and not worry about the consequences of the law coming down on him. Four long years, it seemed like an eternity but when The War ended men went there separate ways and Zay was no different. Having spent the entirety witnessing bloodshed what do you do now. While some men returned home to farm, mine, Isaiah fell right back into his ways before it started, stealing, conning, whatever it took to get by.

1875, enter Golden Valley, or enter it soon enough. A new town and a new start for him. Maybe he would give up his less than humble ways and make something of himself. MAYBE, just maybe he would turn over a new leaf, settle down with someone, have some kids, live on a ranch. Then again he wasn't even sure what he was about to stumble upon, quite by accident mind you. Would there be a reward in town for him, would someone turn him in or would they turn a blind eye to whom he was and let him be?