42 year old trauma surgeon and critical care specialist, an M.D. He's a Captain in the U.S. Army and was part of a humanitarian aide team to the North of Chernarus when his unit was overrun by Zed and killed. The sole survivor, he traveled South to the coast hoping to fine evac at the piers only to be disappointed. Alone, cut off, and left to his baser instincts, his demons are coming to light.
Prior to the outbreak he was deployed to numerous forward combat zones. During on such deployment his wife and 4 year old girl were killed in a drunk driving motor vehicle accident. Devastated and alone, he continued his career as it was the only thing he had left. Damaged but still whole he deployed as part of the humanitarian effort to halt the spread of the new disease in the Russian country side only to be assaulted by the true horror it was.
He has no idea if the outside world has been decimated by the outbreak as this area has been, he holds out hope that help may still be coming but understands the harsh reality that is directly in front of him. His humanity is slowly being chipped away and fading.