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Server time (UTC): 2019-11-12, 09:36
Murphy Mills
Character information
  1. Mental
  2. Morale
    Cautiously Optimistic
  3. Date of birth
    1997-10-27 (22 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    British Columbia
  5. Nationality
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages


  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    60 kg
  3. Build
    Slim, Fit
  4. Hair
    Short, Blonde
  5. Eyes
    Steely Blue
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    Scar through his left hand from a nailgun accident.
    2 bullet wounds in upper left torso.
  8. Role
    Carpenter, Scout/Hunter


I was on a hiking trip through the Chernarussian Black Mountains with 3 friends from my previous construction job when everything went south. I'm a bit of an introvert, but Aaron, Larry, and Mark had always made me feel like a part of the group. They even offered to cover the travel costs, but I told them that was too much. I was just glad they had wanted me along in the first place. I'd always been an outdoorsman, I would be in good company, and I hadn't seen them in too long. What could go wrong?

My group and I had been resting at a hotel in Novodmitrovsk after returning from our hike when the first bombs dropped. I developed a sort of sinking feeling while watching the news reports. Things seemed serious, and only to be getting worse. I had started to regret agreeing to the trip, but my friend Aaron had assured us all that things would be fine. We were leaving for Novigrad in just a couple of days, after all. I awoke to pandemonium in the streets. Larry and Mark had left for coffee a short while before. Aaron hardly gave me enough time to get dressed before dragging me out to look for them, rattling on about people going crazy in the streets. My panic had reached a peak by the time we were out in the streets, and everything after that is a blur. I don't remember when exactly, but I'd been separated from my friend at some point. Panicked, confused, and now alone, I fled into the woods to the northeast. My skills in hunting, fishing, and construction allowing me to survive...mostly.


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