Julian the Thief
“That one looks like it might have some gold. I’ll take care of it.”
Julian was doing pretty well for himself. The cities were growing full and fat, and a fat city is a great place for someone who lives by skimming off the top. A few coins here, a jewel or two there, and you are living like a king and working about as much as an alley cat. Julian had a great life – and then the zombies overran the cities. It’s hard to pick the pocket of a brainless monster. So first, he has to kill them. Then he can steal from them. And, on the bright side, the zombies never report his crimes to the city watch.