Arvid Gustafsson is an amateur playwright and a professional drinker. Ever since Arvid was an adolescent he longed to create 60,000$ screenplays for the Norwegian Film Association. However, Arvid was met with several massive failures. His first script entitled The Sun Sets In The North was met with horrendous reviews, but Arvid was not one to quit. After Santa is dead and Jesus Killed him, Smoking For Kids, and Tim Allen, Man, Myth, Legend all bombed Arivd found himself in serious debt.
Arvid began drinking very heavily and aged quickly. Just as Arvid hit rock bottom he was accosted by several younger men in black leather jackets. They claimed to be apart of a million dollar crab fishing empire and were in search for new employees. Arvid explained he was no fisherman and his only skill was with a quill. The crab men explained that was exactly what they were looking for. Arvid would be payed 60,000$ each month if he simply edited the books to make it seem as though the company was making less money then they actually were.
Within seven minutes Arvid was on board. He began to rack in some serious cash and was living the good life in his house on the bank of a fjord. This went on for sometime until the taxmen started asking questions. Arvid unknowingly agreed to testify before a court of law on his business practices. As Arvid was walking to the courthouse he was shoved into a black land rover and taken to a small airstrip. Arvid was then boarded onto a plane and shipped to Chernarus. Once he arrived he was taken to a small safehouse and was instructed never to leave. Arvid was hesitant until he noticed the fridge was stocked with gin. Two weeks later the outbreak occurred. Arvid watched the carnage from his window with a bottle in his hand and a cigarette between his lips, until the ran out of food.
Arvid stayed put and grew slimmer and slimmer as his hair grew. Just as he hit rock bottom suddenly a Chernarussian soldier burst through the door in need of a bookkeeper for an blood empire called New Moon. Arvid explained his only skill was with a quill, and Izaak Sirkov explained that's exactly what he was looking for. Arvid simply had to keep record of the amount of food eaten, bullets fired, and men killed. In exchange Arvid would be protected and kept drunk.
Within seven minutes Arvid was on board.