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Dale Watermaker
Character information
  1. Mental
  2. Morale
    Good standing
  3. Date of birth
    1959-02-15 (60 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Kosciusko, Mississippi
  5. Nationality
    United States of America
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages
  8. Relationship
  9. Family
    John Mark (Son), Simon Paul (Son)
  10. Religion


  1. Height
    150 cm
  2. Weight
    95 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    Strong frame from working on the farm, broad shoulders and a thinning beard/
  7. Equipment
  8. Occupation
  9. Affiliation
  10. Role


I'm Dale Watermaker.

I'm a simple man. I wake up before the sun comes up and hang my hat when the sun goes down. I was born and raised in Kosciusko, Mississippi. Cotton is all I know. My beautiful bride of 18 years was tragically killed in a farming accident; Cotton gins are nasty machines. By the time the plague hit Kosciusko, half of America was already taken. My two boys left home at 18 and went their separate ways. My oldest joined the USMC and was assigned to the 27th Marine Expeditionary Unit and eventually deployed to Chernarus during the Chernarussian Civil War. I haven't heard from him since. My youngest left the farm for the city of Savannah, last I heard was he was working for Gulfstream building airplanes. Does it upset me my boys don't call home? Hell yeah it does. But that don't make the work stop.
I heard about the plague one evening fixing supper. My elderly neighbor Loretta had stopped by and told me her son from the city had called to break the news. I was distraught. This farm was all I had known, what was gonna happen now? I knew I only had one choice, I had to find a way to get to my boy in Chernarus. He would know how we could survive. He is a soldier, I'm just a farmer. I drove my beat up Chevy to Mobile and took the first boat to the region, eventually ending up on Utes. Lucky for me, Utes was just a short hop across the Green Sea to Chernarus, I bargained with some local fisherman and got a trip across the channel. I had to find my son. He is my only hope.


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