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Artyom Dragovich
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Fairly Stable, but who's actually stable in this hellscape?
  3. Morale
    Low, he has little faith in survival.
  4. Date of birth
    1990-03-09 (29 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Chernogorsk, Chernarus
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    Chernarussian, English
  9. Relationship
    Anna, his presumably deceased wife.
  10. Family
    All deceased
  11. Religion


  1. Height
    177 cm
  2. Weight
    80 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Features
    Average Features, No obvious abnormalities
  7. Equipment
    The shirt on his back.
  8. Occupation
    Nothing, as of now.
  9. Affiliation
  10. Role


My character is a doctor named Artyom Dragovich, that is from Chernarus originally, that is dedicated to helping the inhabitants of Chernarus. The day was just like any other "normal" day, simple problems and easy solutions. A man stumbled into the ECU, covered in rashes that secreted a ominous clear liquid. At first glance I have never seen anything like it, the situation became even more bizarre after that. Nurses rushed to his aide and placed him in his own cubical. I demanded he be placed under quarantine. Once he was isolated he became volatile. Thrashing and kicking at everyone. I heard a woman squeal and turned to see the man ripping her face apart and devouring her. Another man grabbed the fire extinguisher and bashed him over the head splattering his brains onto the floor. I didn't know what this man had, but i had a bad feeling that it was most likely contagious. I ordered everyone away from it and moved the ECU patients nearby to other stalls. Artyom heard of strange things that he'd thought he'd never see with his own eyes. He notified the nurses to put him in a sterile room for immediate medical analysis to care for him. He went for a phone to call his wife, Anna, to stay home and lock all doors and close the shutters. Mid call, screaming and chaotic commotion echo'd through the hallways. He ran to investigate while thinking in his mind it had something to do with the man, when he opened to door to the room, a cold feeling of fright came over him as he saw mutilated bodies of the hospital staff and the infected man tearing the meat from the bones. He closed the door and fled down the hallway to tell the remaining staff to evacuate and call the police, he waits for them to arrive and then leaves to be with his wife. On the drive there he starts to notice out of place cars and evidence of a rush, like the people got up and left. He arrives home to his large house and calls his wife's name which is followed by no answer. He begins to search his entire home desperately, still nothing, not a trace of anything, no struggle, no missing clothes, signs of leaving or moving out. Artyom, afraid and worried about his love, he gathered a few necessities, a hunting rifle, a bag of clothes and food and set out to find Anna, and where all this madness came from. This is one of the many characters i could create and RP well in the rigorous, unforgiving land of DayZRP.


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