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Zeff Young
Character information
  1. Alias
    Zeff
  2. Mental
    Peaceful
  3. Morale
    Lonely
  4. Date of birth
    1993-12-23 (25 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Lisbon, Portugal
  6. Nationality
    Portuguese
  7. Ethnicity
    Caucasian
  8. Languages
    Portuguese, English
  9. Family
    Chilliad Young, Michael Young
  10. Religion
    Atheist

Description

  1. Height
    190 cm
  2. Weight
    87 kg
  3. Build
    Robust
  4. Hair
    Brown
  5. Eyes
    Green
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    Freckles in my face and shoulders
  8. Equipment
    I have preference for dark clothing, i love beanies and gloves, i usually have preferences for smgs and snipers
  9. Occupation
    Comic book artist

Background

My name is Zeff Young, i have two brothers, Chilliad and Michael, and even tho we kind of have lonely personalities we were always close, could always count on each other.
I always enjoyed going out to smoke and drink some beer with my younger brother Chilliad, few words were shared but great moments were lived.
One day coming home after work i found a letter from my brother saying he was leaving to Chernarus, anxious and without knowing what actually happened to him i decided to go look for him, i picked up my things and left to the airport with my brother Michael, all the flights were cancelled, they didnt tell us why so we decided to try and catch a boat, we had only a cruise going to Chernarus so we went aboard.
When we arrived to Chernarus the port was suddenly attacked, the boat had to make an emergency stop, everything started shaking and all i was i able to see before getting pushed back and passing out was explosions and fire, smoke and metal flying everywhere...When i opened my eyes i was laying on the shore, all i could see was smoke and sand painted in red...i tried to get up to look for him but between the smoke and the ashes in my eyes i saw a figure of what seemed to be an animal eating someone, scared and lost i called for Michael, i wanted to make sure my brother was ok but the only response i got was red glowing eyes of a beast shaped as a human staring at me through the smoke..that expression, that face...brother? Is that you? Please..no...

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