Joseph Braft was a Chenarus native, his family residing at Zelengorsk. His family fled Chernarus as the civil war broke out, they lived in a Ukrainian refugee camp, making a job of begging outside their tent until some time after the civil war's end. Braft, and what was left of his family (many dying due to their elderly ages, and communicable diseases in the refugee camp) wished to return to Chernarus in order to spread the ashes of their deceased family members across their homeland. However as their trip was being planned the Chernarus' scuffle occurred and they halted any plans to return, fearing out right war. Their feelings were cemented as they got word of a sort of outbreak began, but the weight of his family's ashes sunk on him deeply. A semi-religious Braft as the oldest brother of the young trio of siblings left from the sufferings of the camp decided that there was greater desecration in leaving the ashes to sit, than to spread them across a diseased land. No matter what Chernarus was his family's homeland, and their bodies would rest no where else. Braft made use of the foreign aid supplies coming in and out of the camp, and hitched a ride to just outside a relief center in southern Russia. From there he hitched a less welcomed ride to the Russo-Chernarus border, being caught and kicked off the retail truck half way, and forced to hike through Russian wilderness to the border. From there he 'borrowed' a small boat from a fishing village, and set sail for Chernarus along the coast to attract the least amount of attention at open sea. His boat beached itself due to river currents at the shoreline of Chernarus, Braft wakes up parched and in possession of only the clothes on his back, and the bag of his relatives' ashes stuffed beneath their coat. His plan is to spread the ashes in the quietest, peaceful place possible around their home town, but he may soon find this, and the nature of the 'outbreaks' more troubling than initially thought.