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Pavel Sturm, born Sokol, was born in the outskirts of Novigrad in the last years of the Soviet Block. As such, his early childhood wasn't perfect as the transition phase left its mark on the eventually independent Republic that would influence it to this very day, post-infection. Ethnic and political tensions would even creep into the childhood of many people. It was those tensions that eventually lead him onto a path of state service; something not too uncommon in his family.
Growing up, young Pavel would eventually find an interest in the more martial things. It wasn't too uncommon for some of the young folks in Chernarus, after all. He wanted to do something "active" instead of pushing papers or see plants grow and when he was old enough, after doing the occasional small-scale part-time job, he signed up for police. As trainee it has been but a year and ironically, pushing papers was a part of his job. It was around this time his resolve and that of his fellow Chernarussians would be tested: The eventual civil war grew and grew until it could no longer be ignored or downplayed - not just by Chernarussians, but the world.
The state found more use in drafting him for military roles and it was when a fledgling wanna-be cop was thrown into the pits of darkness, figuratively seen. Seeing the civil war and what fellow men were able to do to one another changed Pavel on a deeper level. Talking hard or thinking you will overcome many scenarios is one thing if it is from the safety of your home as you plan careers. Actually witnessing and going through them is another thing. The conflict was bloody and Pavel would lose a few friends he made along the way.
If asked today, he'd respond that it also made him more mature. It would also lay the groundwork of his future career. Nearing the end of the war thanks to international aid and clean-up operations, he was chosen for a different line of work in the interior ministry - the guts and some experience, he surely had.
It would not take long for his resolve to be tested again, as the Chedaki remnants were hunted down by many pissed of Chernarussians and, to some extend, assisting international parties. Again, he matured, learned more and realized that one was also capable of committing questionable, immoral acts under the justification of an eye for an eye.
Third time's a charm: In 2017, something began that would test people's resolve again. This time, the resolve of the world.
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