Born in the mid-80's, Felix was one of the many sons of a wealthy Mormon family. Despite growing up in a rigid environment, Felix began to show early on that he was no fan of authority. He ran away from home at a young age and joined the local underground Punk scene. There he learned a lot of key skills of living on the streets and scavenging for what you need. He was practically living the apocalypse before it even happened.
Felix eventually formed a punk rock band with his friends, and began playing a lot of local shows. Thy grew popular fairly fast and began to tour the country. They grew in popularity in the underground punk scene, playing dive bars and house shows across North America. Eventually they began opening for more popular bands, gaining them connections internationally.
It was during a fateful tour in Europe, when Felix's little band found themselves working their way Eastward into the old Soviet Bloc countries. Their particular brand of political, anti-fascist folk-punk rock was very popular among the young folk there. They had gained the friendship of a few local bilingual guides to help them along the way. It was one of these guides who suggested they drive their beat-up van to Chernarus, to play a show in the city of Novigrad. Their timing could of not been any worse...
Their van broke down not far from the South Zagoria region. One of their local guides suggested they stay with her family in Zelenogorsk while the van was repaired. Felix noticed the local news channels were broadcasting something about attacks. It was a few days later that martial law was established. Felix and his whole band found themselves the targets of investigation by local authorities. They were still in custody when the outbreak happened... the jail cells that imprisoned them ended up protecting them in the end. But not all of them lasted... Felix now finds himself the last surviving member of his band, in a strange country where he doesn't speak the language.