I was very quiet in my young years, got good grades, stayed out of trouble,, and I always wanted to help people, so worked for many volunteer organizations. It wasn't till high school that I realized I wanted to be a paramedic, altho I did consider becoming a public servant, but, I needed something exciting, something to would love to wake up to day after day, so, after I graduated I went to university and took courses in psychology and anatomy alongside my paramedic course and my EMT basic after being CPR certified. When I passed my courses, and graduated, I applied for paramedic positions in my city, but I couldn't find any openings, so I took on a part-time job as a cook and applied as a volunteer paramedic, but, nothing opened up, so over the course of a year I saved up money to move to Vancouver where I heard there could be jobs, and behold, I found a job that landed me on the west coast working as a volunteer paramedic, and about 5 years later I finally landed a full-time position as a paramedic..
After landing my full-time position I decided to go on vacation, I always wanted to travel to Spain, so I decided I would travel to Spain, France, and then Germany, however, while in Germany, all transportation was halted and no flights were grounded due to an outbreak, not much was known at that time, so I applied with doctors without borders, and I got a speedy and urgent email reply, they asked which por I was by, and what passport I had. Before I knew it, I was on a plane to Chernarus. Once in Chernarus, I realized this was not a normal situation, and shortly after that our camp was overridden by rabid "people", so I grabbed a little girl and got out of camp, as they had gotten through security, and were mualing anyone in sight, and now we roam looking for food and help.