Hey yall, my name is prospector Dan. I came here in these neck of the woods trying to find gold, and other precious minerals. One day i was climbing these here tall mountains and a rock hit me over the head. God damn, almost-took out my good swingin arm off. Mining has been in family ever since rocks were discovered. Afters the flu came to chernarus, everybodies seem to be wantin to hug me or somethin. I lost my house , my pick, and my dog. Anyways, now walkin along trying to settle once more in this here world. I heard up north-west their seems to be some good prospects, i dunno, but it seems to be worth lookin. ill plant a garden, raise some livestocks and collect as much precious rock as i can. Im also a bit of a gun nut, always collectin my favorite guns and ammo. Back in vietNAAM i carried a M4 which ill liek to get accustomed to if yer no what i mean. Ill defend my rocks till the end of the lord jesus almighty comes here again on this unfaithful earth and strike down the wicked, including that lady i saw in Gorka who was thrashin and tryin to hug me, must be my cologne im guessin ... well ceya feller, and good luck on yerr travels.
my character has short black hair, brown eyes, round face and kind of a big noise. He comes from texas, and has a thick texan accent (if i can pull it off)