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Brian Wynn
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
  3. Date of birth
    1990-03-07 (29 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Napa Valley, California, USA
  5. Nationality
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages
  8. Relationship
    Single - ready to mingle.


  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    75 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    Dashing good looks.
  7. Occupation
    Trust Fund / Inheritance


My name is Monsieur Brian Wynn, but everyone calls me Count, because I’m the heir to Château de Wynn, the biggest vineyard and wine producer in all Chernarus.

My parents immigrated to Chernarus from America in 2009, after selling their vineyard in Napa Valley, California, for a small fortune. This was immediately after the Chernarussian civil war, so property was cheap, and they were able to use all the proceeds from the sale to purchase a large estate on the coast of Chernarus. Rich soil, coupled with moderate year-round temperatures, and the nearby ocean breeze, proved to be the perfect recipe for wine success. By 2015, wine from the Wynn Estate had become world-renowned. Our 2015, estate-reserved, full-bodied, cabernet sauvignon earned many international awards.

When the infection began, I was attending Yacht Week, on the coast of Croatia, with my girlfriend, Hailee Bee, and our college friends from Harvard. It wasn’t until I arrived home that I discovered all our field hands had gone home to tend to their love ones, and my parents had fallen ill from upkeeping the vineyard without help. It was confusing during these early days. We didn’t know why people were getting sick. Eventually though, my parents passed away that winter from the stress of managing the vineyard on their own.

I was devastated. My parents had taken care of me all my life. And now I was alone. I sunk into a depression, and locked myself in our wine cellar while the world above was falling apart. I ate cheese all day, and drank wine all night. On most days, I did both concurrently.

Eventually, with the encouragement of my long-time friend and butler, I gathered myself, came out of my hole, and assumed my new role as head of the Wynn estate. I then toured the estate alone, taking in the damage and decay that had set in. But upon laying eyes on our once lush, green vineyard, my heart sunk and the tears began welling up. The fields that my parents worked so hard to make famous was now nothing more than a barren wasteland. It was in this moment that I vowed, in honor of my late parents, to one day make Château de Wynn the epitome of the wine world.


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