My name is Elizabeth Howell, but you can just call me Liza. I am an emergency medical technician, I guess a former one now, since the outbreak. I am from a small town in Maine and came to Chernarus to be truly on my own, but little did I know that is what I would get. I do not have much of an extraordinary background: my dad left me at a young age and my mother spent most of her time trying to “fix” my drug addict brother, which lead to her abusing alcohol, even though she would never admit that. I always knew I had to take care of myself, since my mother never had time for more than one of her damaged children. I suppose that is what peaked my interest in medicine and helping people, since nobody ever had time to help me. As you can tell I survived life on my own, even before the apocalypse, making this world no different than the one I lived in before. It has not really phased me much and I am surprised I am still here today, but I have run into some decent people who have helped me forget about my struggle some past. What I realized in this new world is that I could tell people exactly what I wanted to be in life, and they would have absolutely no idea if I was telling the truth. If I knew just enough about a topic, I could be something every group needed, just enough to get by. I always longed for approval and any means of attention. I guess this is where I tell you how I am damaged: Hi, I am Liza Howel, I am a former emergency medical technician who has saved many lives, I am also a pathological liar and will do anything to get ahead. Would you like me to take a look at that wound?