Born in Midland, Texas, Lucian Bishop Walker spent most of his childhood in the isolated areas of West Texas, often staying days in the wild-lands hunting and tracking. His father could be described as an honorable man who worked as an oil field worker, spending most of his time away from home to provide for his family. Despite his father rarely being around Lucian looked up to his old man for his strong character. But even with his pride, strict moral code, and honorable ways his father was still absent to guide him through most of his life. His mother tried to steer Lucian the right way but her efforts were in vain. Because he lacked a stern role-model and a person of guidance Lucian acted against society, constantly getting into fights and brawls in school. As the years went on, Lucian's father's health declined from breathing the air of the oil-fields. As Lucian reached his last year in high school his father was diagnosed with cancer and six months later passed away. After graduating, Lucian decided to enlist in the Army to run away from his sorrows. Even though he was a trouble-maker throughout school and ignored his studies he managed to score high enough to be a combat medic.
His time in the service took him far away from his problems at home. First being deployed in the hell-hole that was Somalia in 1993, Lucian saw more than a few friends die and become wounded in the conflict. Suffice to say when the conflict was over he left Somalia with a few wounds himself. As the years went on he began to have nightmares when he slept, eventually leading to a diagnosis of post traumatic stress disorder. After the Battle of Mogadishu, Lucian went to medical school and finished just as the war on terrorism began. After seeing the horrors in Somalia and the Middle East Lucian began to despise criminals, terrorists, and the like. During his time in Afghanistan he was stationed at a detention center for suspected or confirmed terrorists. During his time there he performed unethical treatment and took part in torturing detainees through medical procedures. His actions resulted in him being dishonorably discharged. He was then court-martialed and sent to prison at Midwest Joint Regional Correctional Facility to serve a sentence of twenty four months.
After his sentence, he returned home to Texas. Unfortunately for him he found his mother ill, eventually she succumbed to a bought of phenomena. For some time after he didn't know what to do with himself, eventually he took a job as a mortician for a small town in the North. Things were going fairly well the coming years. Lucian eventually went on to marry, but after several years it ended in divorce. With no one left in his life and tired of the constant sorrow Lucian fueled up the motorcycle and went on a cocaine and whisky fueled trip across the West, taking odd jobs here and there, sometimes working on the oil fields his father once worked.
The work was hard but paid well to keep up his lifestyle of high-end call girls, cocaine, and whisky. Eventually the fast paced lifestyle caught up to him and he suffered from a cocaine induced heart attack. Through his recovery he reflected on his life and his choices. He ended up giving up his way of life and took to the road as a commercial truck driver, hauling goods across the United States while dreaming of one day owning a bar. While at a truck stop in Texas he overheard some chatter about a contract over overseas to drive for a company hauling construction supplies across Eastern Europe. Thinking of an easy and big payout to finally buy his bar, he ceased the opportunity and signed on. Some days later he was on a plane heading to Ukraine and from there he was hauling lumber to Chernarus. Just days after making the drop he found himself trapped in the country as a quarantine was placed.
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