Before the outbreak
Russian Born. Lived in Chernarus all of his life. Up off of the coast. He was born into a family where his mother stayed at home looking after his several siblings, his father a hunter and a general outdoorsy kinda person. We'll call my character Viktor for now. As Viktor and his two brothers grew up his father hurried them into his expertise of hunting, surviving and all things outdoors. From a young age they would hike, camp, hunt and spends days if not weeks outside providing food for their family and local town and from a young age Viktor picked up many of his skills.
Viktor was 19 when the outbreak happened, he faced many issues at first. Both parents got sick from the virus early on, and they had to be "dealt" with and since Viktor was the oldest of the group he personally had to do it, he has many nightmares and night-terrors because of this. Slowly as time went on his siblings started to fall ill and it left Viktor with one brother, Niko and one sister, Anna. The trio lived rough for a few weeks until they stumbled upon some ruins two clicks away from Sinystock. With the forest around them they were able to board up most of the gaps and make it their own little settlement. Over time Viktor, Anna and Niko have HAD to deal harm to bandits and thieves but it is not in their nature to harm others willingly.
Overtime many people have begged for entry to their settlement and only a select few with particular skills were allowed entry. Women and children were always seen as dead weight and increased the chance of falling ill. Viktor was a very firm but fair leader until now.
Viktor's camp was overran by a local bandit ring. They managed to use chains to create an army of zombies to run most of the camp members out where they were met with a hail of bullets and arrows. Viktor lost his sister Anna and brother Niko and was one of the few that survived. He's been alone now for just under two months and is beginning to struggle and turn against his ways of not dealing harm to others as he feels he needs to survive. He rummages local towns, farms and other peoples camps for food, water and supplies but always almost comes out empty. He has a singular tent hidden within the thick forest's of the north of Chernarus where he has a picket fence made of sticks and an array of tin cans as noise traps. He's slowly losing the will