He grew up in rural Wales, got into videogames after seeing the 'R-Type' arcade machine at age 5, got a degree in Computer Sciences hoping to become a videogame designer, but found that companies pay software engineers well to refurbish their systems. He started a long career with oil companies, multinational corporations and governments as clients. He kept himself fit out of work but missed out on a social life and started to yearn for the rural life of his roots, however the money was very good. After an ongoing dispute about working conditions, he got an offer to help oversee development of new systems locating gas deposits for ocean drilling platforms for a Canadian extraction company. The only catch was it meant living in a foreign country but the deal was a large apartment, company car and much better pay plus they let you keep a gun! so he took it in 2015. He was called out to spend a few weeks on a platform installing new control units and the relevant software just before the outbreak started. The platform workers listened to the radio reports until Chernarus went silent, then abandoned the platform in small boats after seeing a massive stormfront forming on the weather displays. Their overloaded boats floundered and sank in heavy swells some kilometers east off the Chernarusian coast. The water was incredibly cold, he lost consciousness after several minutes swimming towards his best guess at where he'd last seen land between the swells, and woke up alone on the beach.
His chosen life was slowly destroying him, body and soul. He knew this deep down but money and status were endlessly tempting. In many ways he's almost got his dream to return to a more rural life though maybe a touch more rural and dangerously infested than he imagined. He last spoke to his parents before he left for the now wrecked drilling platform. He has no dependents, no partner, no children to think of, and almost no-one he could think of looking up in Chernarus even if they survived the catastrophe. He is well equipped to survive having spent his childhood in rural Wales, where hunting and agriculture are both passtimes and employment. His inquisitive mind has led him to research far beyond his very specialised field particularly into firearms in sport and hunting. He senses the possibility of an honest and more natural life, simpler yet harder, lethally challenging yet more rewarding, a new frontier. At the same time, the horror of the catastrophe and his voluntary career isolation and resultant social awkwardness, the trauma of his near death experience, all combined with the immediate situation means he is pyschologically unstable.
He is concerned with the preservation of knowledge beyond the societal collapse which he suspects is or will soon be global, and would like to collect books, to find out whether or not his elderly parents are still alive, as well as escape Chernarus while understanding just how impossible and likely pointless that is, and find a working laptop and install Doom on it.
At the same time finds himself drawn to commit to a new life of survival in Chernarus though this will definitely mean collaborating...