My character's name is Ron Williams. He's a middle-aged traveling salesman who came to Chernarus from the United States in hopes of starting a a courier servicing business which he'd hope come in handy to many thanks to the nation's newfound prosperity. He wasn't a very social man but he did care deeply about his family back home as he'd send them money and visit his niece and nephews every so often. He'd do relatively well and maintain a steady income, his business was doing well and with the right investments he'd be due to make a small fortune. Not too long before the outbreak, Williams was keeping tabs on the mindless soldiers attacking Severograd. That, coupled with the Russian bombings of the countryside, was enough to convince Williams to take his money and leave. However, with airports being cut off and hard to reach, he was trapped in his home in Berezino as the infection made it's way over. Ron would be broken and enraged as all the wealth he'd dedicated years of life to accumulate would be worthless as he'd be forced to flee his home, taking all the necessities he could think of as he'd enter the Chernarussian wilderness.