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Server time: 2019-04-22, 03:14
Mason Hoffmann
Character information
  1. Mental
    Protector
  2. Morale
    What it takes to keep order
  3. Date of birth
    1967-12-07 (51 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Gramado
  5. Nationality
    Brazil
  6. Ethnicity
    Caucasian
  7. Languages
    English and Portuguese
  8. Family
    Kodi aka Son
  9. Religion
    Catholic

Description

  1. Height
    176 cm
  2. Weight
    72 kg
  3. Build
    Athletic
  4. Hair
    Light brown
  5. Eyes
    Grey
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Neutral
  7. Occupation
    Farmer

Background

The media was aware at Chernarus after the broke up of the civil war, at this moment me and my son we've seen an opportunity to use our knowledge and skills with agriculture to make some profit, since our homeland wasn't giving us what our hard work truly deserved. We sold everything we had and bought a farm at the Northwest of Chernarus, for two long years we have prosperity in business and things were working out. Since we didn't spoke Chernorussian very well, we limit ourselves to go town to town just to sell our goods.

After some time, we've started hearing odd things happening, nothing usual about a disease or infection, something like that. People were leaving the big cities, some military interventions, we didn't get everything that was going on but clearly something was wrong.

We went out to sell some veggies to another property close to us, and the buyer warn us to reinforce our farm and not stay inside, since that disease was spreading really fast and turning people really aggressive we could been contaminated as well. At the first moment we didn't knew exactly what that was , but we did exactly what he told us to do.

Some days past that event an unknown person approached our property, something not common since we're far away from any big settlement, at that moment we realized what was going on. An aggressive person ripping out the meat of one of our animals without any reason. When that thing saw us, he weirdly attacked us, we tried to kick him out although he didn't even heard. He threw me at the ground and my son had to shot, this really scared me. See another human dying in my front was an weird sensation, but in this situation it was necessary. We burried that man and tried to not brought that subject again.

The best option was sticking there for some time, not going to other cities, we had enough to not starve for some time, we plant and hunt in our own lands. We kept minding our own business.

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