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Yannick Baros
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1993-08-08 (26 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Athens, Greece
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    English, Greek
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Alana Baros (Mother), Elias Baros
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    190 cm
  2. Weight
    83 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Dark Brown
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Good
  7. Features
    Square nose, somewhat defined jawline. slight hunch (bad posture), healed wound on his right cheek that is a visible divot in his skin
  8. Equipment
    A knife
  9. Occupation
    Digital Marketing Executive
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


My name is Yannick Baros. I was born in Athens, but traveled between my mother's flat in london every summer, and my Papou's house on my fathers side in Athens for the rest of the year. I went to Uni in London and got some work experience with advertising. after 6 years i moved to Istanbul after i was offered a job as a Digital Marketing Executive. I resided here for a while because i liked the hustle of the city.
I liked to get away as well. I traveled a lot around the Black Sea, making close drinking friends in Sochi and Takistan. Occasionally, they would take me out to a beautiful country, Chernarus. We would hunt deer north of Kamensk, but didn't go often since it was so close to the Russian border and never had permits.

I was taking a long vacation with my buddy from Sochi, and he decided we celebrate Chernarus' new found freedom from Civil War by finding some fun in Kamensk; I didn't oppose. We had met some English speaking women in Kamensk. One of the girls asked me to come to her flat in Chernogorsk. I had no idea how far away it was but she was interested in me and said i could stay with her until i went back home. It was only a few days after when Chernogorsk became hostile. People were rioting for fun, partying, fighting.. She thought it would be fun to have a wild party of our own. I remember lots of people in this tiny flat, drinking and puking. It was humid, it felt stuffy. I think some people were sick with bad colds. I decided to leave and try to catch a ride to Kamensk. I found a mother and her young son traveling north to try and cross the Russian border. They were headed through Kamensk. I was hoping, through the midst of the chaos i could find my friend. The mother dropped me off in Kamensk and fled the country. I couldn't find my Sochi pal. I actually couldn't find anybody. I was alone.


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