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Chris Alvin
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1984-10-21 (35 years old)
  5. Place of birth
  6. Nationality
    Native American
  7. Ethnicity
    Native American
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Chris Alvin
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    70 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Good
  7. Features
    A verk skilled Doctor
  8. Equipment
  9. Occupation
  10. Affiliation
  11. Role


MY name is Chris Alvin,

I was a Doctor before this whole outbreak happened. I grew up in the south end of Georgia, with my brother Rick. He became a cop, I became a doctor. I went to collage to become a doctor and my whole life change. I spent years finding myself, but the medical field was the place for me. When I was 28 I learned of a new project in Russia. Blood born pathogens studies. Child illness studies. Not something I was very well versed on but I thought I could help. I took a three month trip to see some friends in europe. Saw some beautiful places. once I got to russia that stop. nothing but cold, ice and snow. The winter was fridged, and hurt to the bone. The people weren't any warmth to bare either. I didn't make many friends. I was brought to a government building that went under ground. We began research on all kinds of drugs. some saved lives im sure. Some weren't meant for that. I started to think that maybe this wasn't on the up and up. when I began to see a lot of guns being moved in and out of the buildings. Security on the building began to become more and more tight as the days went on. One day went all of us were on site. a big group of men with guns in a large truck pulled up to the building and demanded us to come outside! We all followed these men's commands. We were forced into the back of a truck, and our hands tied behind our back. We were taken to the black mountains were we were kept for months and months. We were moved into what I later found out to be Chernarus Prison. not long after we were shipped to Deer isle, were the first time. Once there two of my fellow captors  managed to break their hands free and get a knife off of a bench that was near by. He cut me free and put the knife to the man with the guns neck. I turned and ran. I didn't look back. I don't know what happen to them. The people I was with. I had no idea the world had become this way. I didn't know who these people were. Why they were after me. This is when I saw the first one. standing in the woods. breathing. choking on its own tongue. blood running down its face. Its smelled of death and rot. I turned for the first time back to where I was running from. No. I thought to myself. I won't go back. I turned to this death monster. And I ran as fast as I could. It knew I was there. It turned, and jumped. Messed me by the sleeve of my shirt. I ran down the hill and crossed the river. I saw a house on the hill and I looked for somewhere safe to hide. Is this the way I must live my life now? is there no where else to turn? is my brother out there? is he looking for me? am I alone? am i a Crusader?


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