Lysander was a professor in the Netherlands. he used to work for a university in Amsterdam.
his life had a lot of downsights, and overall he was very depressed. he was a respected biologist and a good teacher for most, though many students were frightend being chosen to speak in his lectures.
he likes to challange you in explaining complicated subjects. after a long day of work he would come home, open a bottle of wine and drink near the fireplace he would always have lit on when he returned home.
after the first signs of the outbreak he was called out by a chernarussian bioligist he used to study with to start the great project of the developing a cure against this horrifying disease.
he flew over whitin the same week to start the reseasch. his old friend from university gave him a warm welcome, and showed him around in the laboratory.
nevertheless the research started with a great haste due to the fact his old friend was already infected. he did everything he could to save his friend, but not two days later his friend passed away and that was also the first encounter with the infection.
a couple weeks went by until he realised the whole world turned to shit. it was to late for him to return to his homeland so he used the house and lab of his friend as a shelter.
he blocked al doors and windows to protect himself from the infected. even though they broke through and he had no choice but to flee and roam this wasteland called Chernarus.