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Name: Zeke McCoy
Alias: Does "lyin', theivin' bastard" count?
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Occupation: Redist-- redistrib-- redi--... takin' stuff what don't belong to him.
Appearance: Disappointingly unremarkable. Zeke has no noteworthy physical features-- he's not too tall or too short, not too heavy or too slim (Well, fine, he may be a bit on the scrawny side, but it ain't his fault he can't eat as well as he should), no visible scars, no fancy accessories... It's good for stayin' unnoticed, which is fine and dandy... but really, it's a bit of a stab in the pride when you've finally got yourself on a wanted poster and the picture could describe seventy different people.

Skills:
Quick: Can run like the devil's at his heels.
Quiet: He wouldn't get far if he went around making more noise than a stampede of buffalo. Chances are, you won't know he's around until he's already gone...unless he gets cocky and makes an idiot of himself, showin' off his skills. It's happened before. He'd rather not discuss it.
Sneaky: Y'all can't pin this crime on him. Y'all ain't got no proof. He wasn't even in town that day.
Bluff: BACK OFF OR HE'LL SHOOT Y'ALL DEAD. Nevermind the fact that the gun has maybe two shots left. He'll conveniently forget to mention that.

Gear:
Bandana: Oh, it's just to keep the dust out of his face. It's not like he's going to use it to hide his face while he's stealing that fellah's horse over there. No.
Pistols and holster: 2 1878 Colt models. Zeke ain't a bad shot, but the two pistols are mostly just for "lookin' more imposing-like." However, they are functioning weapons and he knows how to use them.
Shovel: He MEANT to steal a pickax too, but Zeke didn't notice the pit bull at the campsite until it was almost to late. Those things are fast! Anyway, the shovel turned out to be more useful than Zeke expected, so it stays. Y'know you can behead a rattlesnake with one o' those?

Personality: Shifty, a bit full of himself, and an opportunist. Has a tendency to overestimate his abilities, which gets him into trouble.

Bio: Zeke can't really remember when or how he got into the thievin' business. All he remembers is that somewhere along the line during his teenage years, it dawned on him that he really, really didn't like raising chickens. He spent most of his time on his family's poultry farm back east, watching cattle and horses go to market for what he saw as monumental sums while he was stuck kicking through hen droppings to collect a few pennies' worth of eggs and occasionally chop the head off some unlucky rooster.

The thefts started off as little things-- pocketing a few inches of ribbon for some girl he liked, little trinkets like that. Over time, the thefts got bigger, the schemes more involved, and Zeke got better at it. Course, he kinda got himself run out of town for an incident involving the sale of a goat which may or may not have been his to legally sell, but in the end it was all for the best. It was easier to go somewhere where he wasn't already a suspect.

As he got older, his targets got more varied. He lifted stuff from travelers' pockets, stole horses from farms, even managed to pull over a stagecoach at one point. He very nearly got himself shot during that one, but it was worth it.

He was doing a fine job of keeping himself out of jail, too, until an unfortunate incident involving a group of fellow bandits and a train. Stupid backstabbing know-nothing unprofessional sons of--

Record:
Theft-- multiple counts: Okay, he probably deserves this one.
Train robbery: To be fair, Zeke never actually got AWAY with anything that was on that train, so he wouldn't really call it robbery, per se.
Assault: The guy deserved it.
Horse theft-- multiple counts: You have no proof of that.
Sale of stolen property: The horse that went missing was white. The horse that Zeke sold was white with big black spots. The fact that Zeke had four empty containers of black shoe polish in his pack was a total coincidence, he swears.
Cattle rustling: Heh. He remembers that one. Good times.
Attempted Murder: The keyword is "attempted." Nobody actually died. What's the problem?
Armed robbery of a stagecoach: Turns out, the term "riding shotgun" really DOES mean the fellah in the front seat is holding an actual shotgun. Zeke kinda thought it was just a story to scare off bandits.

Other: He's innocent, he swears.