I was born in Scotland and raised by my single mother, I was a troublesome kid but she did her best. During my youth I was around the wrong crowd and did some terrible things that I will regret till my death.
I emigrated to Chernarus 10 years before the outbreak to start a new life and get away from my past and also the fact I was framed back home for a crime I didn't commit so I had joined a logging company out here. Life was hard in Chernarus people were not too welcome of a foreigner taking what little jobs where around with what little money I made from my job I had a small house not to far our of the Town of Berezino which was not too far from the Logging company that I worked for money was hard and the people were harder but It's almost like this outbreak was a blessing in disguise. Once the Outbreak had happened I grabbed my Trusty Wood cutting Axe and survived the best I could.
I Met a few guys who seems pretty trust worthy and teamed up with them. We all got to know eachother and decided to stick together in this cruel world, we set up a small camp to keep our supplies in and to keep us safe from unwanted infected or even People. One day actually 2 desperate people came to our Camp and seemed friendly at first but then tried to hold us up and get our supplies but we successfully defended against them which has made me and my group a little less trusting of stangers.
Not long after we finished up the security of our camp we headed out to find some supplies in our trusty Red gunter, on the way to our destination we came across a Ukrainian Trader who we helped out and told us about his big plan to set up a Safe Haven in a near by Town and asked us to help which we did and have now grown our group even more and even set up a trading post in the town which we get a few good and some questionable visitors. all and all it's on it's way to being something big and I can't wait to feel some sort of a safe feeling again.