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Erik Hayes
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    not well, suffers from mild PTSD
  3. Morale
    not right in the head
  4. Date of birth
    1994-06-13 (24 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Detroit, Michigan
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    English german
  9. Religion


  1. Height
    195 cm
  2. Weight
    97 kg
  3. Build
    Tall athletic but not as strong as he used to be, received D2 scholarship for basketball
  4. Hair
    blond parted in the middle medium length
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Evil
  7. Features
    full sleeve on his left arm, scar above his left eye small. slight beard
  8. Equipment
    still always carries his police issued glock 19. knife and big coats
  9. Occupation
    ex law enforcement


My name is Erik Hayes, I am 24 and worked for the Wayne County Sheriff's department as a deputy for 4 years until the day I couldn't do it anymore. I was a great deputy and on the fast track to making homicide detective, but that all changed June 13th the year of the outbreak. My partner Rick and I were patrolling a neighborhood when we got a call of domestic violence at a house on 6 mile. Now this is Detroit and we get about 20 of these calls a day, so we didn't think much of it and we were not very cautious, one of the greatest mistakes of my life. We arrived at the house about 25 minutes after the call. Again this is Detroit and we have a lot on our hands so our response time was delayed. Rick knocked on the door as I checked through the windows and it seemed no one was home. We were about to leave when we saw the side door to the house was broken open and swinging off of one hinge. That's when we took it more serious, we drew our weapons made ourselves known, and proceeded to enter the house. What we found in the basement was the most horrific scene I have ever seen in my life. I will not go into extensive detail but just know there was blood everywhere. What happened was the divorced father came back to the home after the mother filed and restraining order against him. He believed that if he couldn't have his kids no one could. They were both against the wall and suffered from one buckshot wound to the head, and the mother was stabbed multiple times. We were frozen with fear and disgust and the father was in the corner sobbing saying they are his property and other things that we couldn't make sense. That's when my partner lost it and he proceeded to beat the man to death with a baton and I did nothing to stop it. After that he was imprisoned and I "retired' on my own terms but that was just the departments only option besides being fired. After that my mind changed and I was diagnosed with PTSD. I couldn't handle living in the city anymore so I cut ties with everyone and moved to my grandpas cottage in Chernarus, a place I had never been before but it was a free house and a fresh start so I took it. Now i'm just living alone off the land and that is when the outbreak started.


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