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Pipi Sage
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Morale
    Be fair and ill be fair.
  3. Date of birth
    1997-04-13 (22 years old)
  4. Place of birth
  5. Nationality
  6. Ethnicity
  7. Languages
    Russian, Japanese, Croatian
  8. Family
    Mom - Ingrid Sage, Dad - Tomislav Sage, Brother - Vinko Sage
  9. Religion


  1. Height
    183 cm
  2. Weight
    70 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
    Blackish brown
  6. Features
    Can cook no more then eggs
    Flegmatik, stays calm in almost every situation
  7. Occupation
    Farmer / Hunter


Growing up in Sibir was tough place to be as a kid. Luckily my father was a best hunter in the lands. He taught me everything i know, on top of that he was a biologist and a handyman. As good as he was he was stubborn, eather he was right, or you must be looking for a fight; and fought we did.. We were a small family, 4 of us. My mom, dad and a brother. My brother was.. is 3 years younger then me, but we were true brothers, not much words needed to be said, one mind split in two bodies as some would say. We were raised in notion that in the end we would only have each other. Im not religious, but for him i pray every night to se him live and well one day with a inappropriate joke written on his lips, just like in good old days. My mom on the other hand is a coward and a leech. She left us when we were kids for a city life and a Moneybag with dic*.. took my brother with her. Told us that out of three of us hes the only one that has a shoot in life if we were gone.. Since then we didnt hear from them. My dad started drinking, I started crying my self to sleep being angry at the world, words of revange and hate bustling through my snot. My father was worse and worse, i havent see him like that, ever. One day i came from the hunt alone to see him passed out on the floor. 8 empty bottles on the table, one in his hand. I rushed to him so i can punch him in the face for what he has became, but on the table was a paper with a Staf of Hermes on its corner: "The cancer has spread to distant parts of the body, maximum of one month to live.". I stood there for a minute.. didnt continue reading, my mind went blank, i couldnt cry, speak, i was empty.. I took my dad by the arm, walked him to bed and that night was the first night that i opened the bible. His funeral was on 13.04.2010. buried alone in the forest so may his sould live withing the trees for as long the wind blows.. happy 13th birthday to me.. I lived alone for couple more years till i couldnt see my house anymore, too much bad memoried it had. One day it dawned on me that my brother may be alive, only thing that keept me alive for so long, it was a streach that i would find him but, what else i had left.. I burned the house down and began my jurney to Chernarus when i heard he may be staying for the time.


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