A creator of exquisite works, a master of color and shadows. Vincent St Clair's work was regarded as the new height of modern art around the world, hailed as the beginning of a new era. Each stroke, each shape and each tone were regarded as a message conveying a melody of emotions. Fear, anger, glee and wonder - all captured within the masterfully crafted art pieces, each a story. Vincent lived by himself in his apartment in Saint-Germain-des-Prés, but he was never lonely. Instead, he turned his eyes towards secret societies that welcomed various non-normative ways of spending ones time. Bodies of homeless people would be brought to him by back alley organisations, with which he created his masterpieces, disguising them as paint. With this sick and twisted technique he viewed his murder as art, his cruelty as beauty and each life he took... a masterpiece.
After his adventures in Paris began raising a few eyebrows and the police began their investigation, Vincent decided to flee for a small time and traveled to Chernarus, to wait out some time. As he walked around Elektrozavodsk, the events of the outbreak began to occur and he ended up being trapped here.