Kieth Beerman was born to Karen and Donald Beerman on a Wednesday in a small town by the name of Canyon Village, Wyoming. He grew up hunting and trapping with his old man until he was 12. His father, Donald, was killed in a tragic bear attack one day while checking traps. When young Keith finally found his fathers remains, he knew what it was that had torn his father to shreds. Luckily his father had brought with him his trusty 300 WinMag bolt action rifle. He tracked that bear for 3 days and 3 nights, on the fourth day he found it. With a clean shot to the heart from 400 yards, Keith dropped that bear within an instant. He skinned it and brought his father's remains home. He dedicated his life to his and his father's passion: Hunting and Surviving the wilds. After years of hunting and guiding fellow outdoorsmen in the most brutal and unforgiving lands north america had to offer, he decided to see what other challenges the world could offer him. He set his sights on Europe, then Africa, and eventually Russia. His next stop was Chernarus. After spending 3 months in the Black Mountains doing some wilderness survival for a book he was working on, he decided to make his way back to civilization for some much needed R&R and some supplies. He found that things were not normal. There had been some kind of conflict. Some horrible thing. The people were crazed, attacking and devouring the dead. Only, the dead didn't stay dead. After the initial shock, Kieth realized this wasn't any different than what he had been doing his entire life: Surviving. With no family, no significant other to speak of, he realized that he finally found the ultimate challenge he'd been searching for all these years, as well as the ultimate game; Man. Fearsome and without mercy dead, and even more terrifying, alive.