Weapons and Armor: Steel Sword; Cloth robes reinforced with leather, Metal Face-mask
Other: Wears full body armor, concealing appearance completely; Good fighter
RP experience: I've role-played in a number of settings including Starcraft 2 (extensively) and Minecraft
Back-story: After ransacking the cart and making sure all the zombies heads were completely separated from their bodies, Larkus sheathed the bloody sword of the late driver, he turned to the old wooden sign,tore it down, and proceeded down the road.
(Plan to meet up with someone)
(This is what he looks like, to give you a better idea)
Traveling at night was no trouble for Larkus, for despite the obvious wear on the still blood-caked blade, it could still fell undead and the like with ease. Coupled with his extreme fighting skill, nothing could stand in his way.
Except maybe a party of Elite Undead...
Elite Undead- Formerly Knights, Royal Archers, etc. , Still wore heavy armor, and retained most of their skill from their previous lives.
There were three of them, 2 zombies, clad in plate mail and wielding stone swords, and a skeleton, clad in dark purple robes and grasping an incredibly large and intricate crossbow. The Skeleton was gone in a flash, likely up into the trees, and the zombies charged. One went straight for Larkus and was impaled with the old sword he wielded, the other had the pleasure retaining some of its intelligence from its past life and turned tail, but all for not, as it's leg was taken clean off by the sword of its zombie ally, thrown by Larkus.
As he went up to "make sure it was dead" or as most would recognize, hack the thing's limbs off in a blind rage, he took a crossbow bolt to the face. As part of the green gem on his mask shattered, Larkus was effectively blinded in one eye. Another bolt, hitting the old steel blade with such force as to shatter the old thing. Larkus was not phased by this however. He picked up the two stone swords now both covered in blood, and made a mad dash for the tree the skeleton was perched atop.