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Salvorik Chevski
Character information
  1. Alias
    Sal
  2. Mental
    Sane
  3. Morale
    Trying to do the right thing
  4. Date of birth
    1979-10-28 (40 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Rogovo
  6. Nationality
    Chernarus
  7. Ethnicity
    European
  8. Languages
    English
  9. Relationship
    Single
  10. Family
    Family Dead
  11. Religion
    None Religious

Description

  1. Height
    182 cm
  2. Weight
    85 kg
  3. Build
    Average no detailed muscles or fat
  4. Hair
    Salt and Pepper cut short
  5. Eyes
    Hazel
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Good
  7. Features
    Has a very gentle face much like a older relative that always gives you sound advice
  8. Equipment
    Mosin Nagant, Military wear, Gas mask, Food/Water, and a Scorpion Sub machine gun
  9. Occupation
    Trader
  10. Affiliation
    None
  11. Role
    Trade

Background

Going his whole life accomplishing nothing of note. He joined the army when he was 18 and served at the Balota Airfield for a majority of his service seeing no real action until he retired in 07' at the age of 28 with a full pension and a life of relaxation on his mind. He bought a house in his home town of Rogovo and settled down working as a Store manager. He tried to rejoin the army during the Civil War but age was not kind to him and he had failed the physical exam by only an few points. He was disheartened since he yearned to live a life of adventure and danger where he could be the hero to the less fortunate. When the outbreak hit he was scared and alone barricading his small home in not understanding what exactly was going on and deciding it was better to stay put that go outside. After his small stash of food ran out a 2 weeks later, he emerged from his home hesitantly looking across the empty streets filled with dead and moving corpses he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He ran threw his old military training in his head and decided He headed for the coast hoping to find some kind of Military force at his old base or a means of escape. As he walked he picked up odds and ends along the way and trading them with anyone he would run into along his journey. He Avoided any conflict when he could, even leaving a pleading couple to their fate when surrounded by infected. He felt like a true coward as he left those people to die, But he kept giving himself the excuse that he was too old to help them and that he would have died anyway, as a means to justify his actions. When he neared the coast he wasn't watching his surrounding as he beamed with a sense of hope that was cut short by a crowbar to the back of the head. He was being robbed by a group of bandits who took all of his supplies, beating him, and dumping him on the side of the road and leaving him for dead. As Sal laid there he looked back on his life and how disappointing it truly was, the people he had let down including himself and he prayed to whatever god would hear him that if he survived he would become a force of good. As he lost consciousness, a figure stepped out of the bushes and started to drag him away. He awoke in a small house on the beach alone with a note and some food. The note read "Be Back Soon" Sal waited for the mysterious stranger for hours but he never returned. Sal scavenged the place for supplies before heading out assuming the worst had happened to his guardian angel. As he left the house so did he leave behind the thoughts of running away. he saw an oppurtinty to finally do some good and to become the thing he always wished to become. A hero.

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