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Server time (UTC): 2020-01-26, 19:16 WE ARE RECRUITING
Ben Hayes
Preacher
Character information
  1. Alias
    Preacher
  2. Mental
    Angry\Depressed
  3. Morale
    Medium
  4. Date of birth
    1990-12-04 (29 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Kentucky
  6. Nationality
    American
  7. Ethnicity
    White
  8. Languages
    English
  9. Relationship
    Widowed
  10. Family
    Maria Hayes / Riley Hayes
  11. Religion
    Baptist

Description

  1. Height
    198 cm
  2. Weight
    117 kg
  3. Build
    Husky Lean
  4. Hair
    Brown
  5. Eyes
    Brown
  6. Alignment
    Neutral Evil
  7. Features
    Scar Under Left Eye
  8. Equipment
    N/A
  9. Occupation
    Reglious
  10. Affiliation
    The Righteous
  11. Role
    Any

Background

Arrived in country March 7th, 2016 on a corporate trip for the security firm I was employed with to scope out a new possible contract for a small chemical company located near Tisy. There were 3 other security firms bidding for the same contract, and after about a month of negations our CEO decided to low ball the bid to around 1.2 million and year. Some say it was just to get our foot in the door for the eastern market. I believe there were some sketchy dealings happening behind closed doors. Regardless on April 21st, 2016 we got corporate approval for the relocation expenses for my wife Maria, my daughter Riley and myself to move to the city of Severograd. 

Once we got move and settled in... We began to have trouble with some of the locals just not wanting us here. They didn't tell us why... Just said that they didn't want us in their city or country, that they already had enough issues and problems with foreigners. I was aware that they were having major narcotics and firearm trafficking issues on the far western border of the country, but I really didn't realize how bad the problem was until our neighbor in the apartment building, Corporal Basaf of the Severograd Police Department came over for dinner with my family and I. After our meal Basaf and myself went out on the patio, sat down and had a drink, he had vodka of course... and myself I favor tequila. While we were enjoying our drinks we heard gun fire and screams off in the distance followed by a loud blare of emergency sirens. Basaf ran to his apartment to acquire his radio and firearm. As he turned on his radio the only words he could clearly make out were "North of, Rabid, Solider, Biting."

Little did we know what lied before us, what was coming... No person will truly understand the meaning of "Hell" until they go through the judgement that has been set before them, until they can't protect the ones they love and care for the most, until life is no longer living.... but surviving... This is the true meaning of "Hell." When you can no longer have trust in your fellow man for they would kill a woman and child for a small scrap of food. I should have been there with them or taken them with me hunting. It's my fault they were taken from this world... Judgement was given to me and I failed, now I feel the need to atone for my failures and try to do right by Maria and Riley. To protect and do what I can for the righteous people left in this world. 

Last night I had a little chat with my wife, I sat by here grave and realized something,  this is always who I was, and Maria she knew... She loved me anyway.


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