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Julius Finch
Character information
  1. Alias
    Juice
  2. Mental
    Sane
  3. Date of birth
    1973-02-25 (46 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Texas
  5. Nationality
    America
  6. Ethnicity
    White
  7. Languages
    English
  8. Relationship
    None
  9. Family
    Deceased
  10. Religion
    Christian

Description

  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    68 kg
  3. Build
    Slim
  4. Hair
    Short and brown
  5. Eyes
    Blue
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    Hunter, Patient, Helpful
  8. Equipment
    Cowboy Hat, jeans, bolt action rifles, high cal. pistols.
  9. Occupation
    Skin Trader

Background

I am Julius Finch, My Paw called me Juice. When I was around eight my Maw got sick, really sick. and my Paw started to lose his mind from watching her laying in bed waiting and hoping. Two months went by and Maw didn't show any signs of getting better. As my ninth birthday rolled around my Maw was on her last leg. She told me she wanted me to grow up to be as good as a man Paw was.
I promised her I would. Two days later she passed. Paw wasn't himself most of the time, but he started to spend more time with me. He bought me my first rifle. It was a little .22 that i had been begging for. He showed me how to clean it, load it, and shoot it. The whole nine yards, And oh boy was i a good shot.

Five years went by and my Paw wanted to move and hunt bigger and badder game, as a few months earlier he heard about the Siberian outback. It took us less then a week to pack up and head out to the thick woods of Chernarus. We built a little cabin just big enough to protect ourselves to sleep. It was wondrous being out in the thicket. I learned to hunt and survive off the land only needing to go to town to trade skins for various thing.

When i was around twenty five a dark day fell upon me. My Paw was hunting alone that evening. I heard his shotgun go off in the distance. I thought to myself that he has only used a shotgun on wolfs.
A few hours went by and the sun was setting and Paw hasn't returned yet. I began to become very worrisome. I went off into the woods to search for my Paw and found a dead wolf nearby, but just beyond the wolf was my fathers butchered body. Ravaged by what seemed a like a pack of them came across him. I drugged his lifeless body back to the cabin and started digging his grave next to his favorite tree.
That hole took what seemed all night to dig. I will never forget that night, It left me mentally scarred.

Twenty odd years had passed and i have been living in the forests of Chernarus for as long as i can remember. One unfortunate day as i was hunting a stag, i aimed down my rifle i took my shot and the deer collapsed. As the gunshot echoed through the woods, a cry like outburst came howling over the wind. i was at a loss for words from the sound that came over me. for what came out of the woods seemed like a fellow man but you was covered in blood as it dripped from every orifice. it began to feast on the stag i had just taken down.
I stared at it to try to understand what was happening before me and we made eye contact. it began to charge me as if it was like a demon out of hell. I shot him down only to protect my own life. upon closer inspection it looked as if the man was dead before i shot him.
Flustered i began to walk to town in hope of gathering some help and much needed supplies. Upon arriving I began to look around, unsure of the what has happened and I noticed there wasn't any human activity in sight. I yelled out in hope to see if anyone was around only to receive the low whispers of the wind.
I became worrisome and began to wonder what as fallen upon everyone i once knew. Dehydrated, desperate and hungry I began to scavenge what little i could find around me. after a few hours of searching something in my gut told me that i needed to try to find signs of human life.
So i began to follow the roads north, unaware of what lies ahead. hearing the growls and howls of creatures beyond the woods i began to run as far as i could. My only hope is to find anyone who has managed to survive from whatever has scorched the land, hoping to live and survive with friend or foe alike in this strange new apocalyptic world.

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