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Alexander Rudnik
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Perfectly sane
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1995-04-28 (24 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Gdańsk / Poland
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    German, English. Tiny bits of Russian / Chernarussian
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Martin Rudnik [Father – unknown] Andrea Rudnik [Mother – unknown] Marie Rudnik [Sister – Březník]
  11. Religion
    Roman Catholic


  1. Height
    184 cm
  2. Weight
    83 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Brown, a bit curly and rather short
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    True Neutral
  7. Occupation
    Retail Manager / Reservist
  8. Affiliation













I was born in 1995 in the polish city of Gdansk. While I was born there, I never really established a closer connection to the country or it's people. 
A large part of my family is from eastern Prussia or Poland originally but I never really cared too much about it. We occasionally visited some relatives there (as my parents did that very day I was born) but that's about it.




My father was a manager for a major German engineering company and my mother worked as a nurse in the local hospital. I wouldn't say my childhood was very special to be honest.
Rather normal for
German standards, we always had food on our table and I mostly got what I wanted. I am very grateful for that looking back and the fact that I grew up in a rather small town. I feel like I got to experience a lot of things that kids from the city wouldn't have ... ? But that's just a wild guess honestly, kids growing up in the city would probably say the same thing about me, missing out and all the great things a crowded town has to offer.

I spent most of my childhood playing outside with my friends. Swimming, running around, "hiking" and doing all kinds of other nonsense.

We lived in a small village, it had almost everything you could ask for... a small store, a popular hotel, a public swimming pool, elementary school, kindergarten and the local church was built on top of the mountain in the center, quite a sight to enjoy. The beauty of the church didn't really convince my parents to visit it regularly though.
I went through most of the... let's say catholic rituals, but my parents didn't force me to do it or anything like that, they just thought it would be the "normal" thing to do, to fit into the community. 
Other than attending those lessons/events I never really visited the church, and never bothered to leave it all
together either.

I always got along with everyone. Wasn't really an outsider, but not the center of attention either. I wouldn't say I had a lot of friends, just a few really good ones, that I met in our village's school and in our local football team. I spent almost every day of the year with them, much more time compared to the time I spent with my family. The only exception would be my younger sister, she sort of also stuck with us and the younger siblings of my friends.
I enjoy playing football until this very day. Our local team isn't the best, but it doesn't matter as long as we get together regularly, play together and have fun. 

I was the captain of our football team and class representative most of the time in my school days. While that is a "leading" role you could say, I wouldn't consider myself to be a great one. Most people naturally trust me though for some reason (at least that's how it's been in the past, don't know about now) and I always tried the to please everyone if there was a conflict and tried to resolve it in the best way possible... I guess people noticed that I do care about them. The additional attention I received in those two roles wasn't something I was enjoying that much, but it is what it is.




After graduating from school with mediocre results I was a bit lost and didn't really know what to do. My girlfriend at the time was gonna go study in western Germany and kind of being out of options I decided to voluntarily spent two years with the German military, finishing the 3 months of basic training and then spending the rest of the time doing numerous different tasks until I could start with a normal apprenticeship. Our relationship didn't last through it unfortunately
While the time there was enjoyable and a very character-building experience and I learned a lot of things that would come in very handy in the years to come, it wasn't anything I cou
ld imagine doing for the rest of my life. Turns out especially the combat skills I acquired there would come in extremely handy... who would have guessed.
The unit I was part of was a "Jägerbataillon". Mostly consisting of light infantry and a few transport and light vehicles.
We were trained to fight enemies in the forests, highlands and low mountain ranges. 
  Instead of continuing that career... I started to work in a small shop of a larger chain of stores as a salesman for sports gear and eventually became responsible for the small shop at a very young age after finishing the apprenticeship.



The shop was located in Würzburg which turned into my new home really, I was familiar with most parts of the inner city part already anyways. It's kinda like a central hub for he region where you go buy clothes, have a good dinner, party and so on.
Moving there wasn't so difficult for me as you can imagine. Most of my childhood friends moved away or at least were gone from our hometown anyways for most of the week and my hometown was still in driving distance, maybe a 60 to 90 minute drive.

I found new friends there, loved my job and even made it into the 2nd team of the cities football team.
Always hoped to make it into the 1st team to end up playing in Germany's 2nd or 3rd highest division. Guess I will never figure out whether or not I was good enough.

The best thing was though, that my sister decided to study medicine in the city.
Was glad that someone that was close to me was there every day. And the fact that it was her was just perfect.
She moved into my apartment and to make a bit more money she also started working in my shop part time. I tried to help her where I could with this new environment for her, since I was in the same situation just a few years prior.
Sadly I couldn't help her at University though. In terms of that I almost seem like a guy from the stone age in comparison to her. She really is the star of our family when it comes to Intelligence.










When the infection took control of Chernarus and the surrounding areas, I was on vacation with my sister on the newly acquired Russian land of Crimea. Enjoying everything the beautiful peninsula has to offer.

Residing in the eastern most city of Crimea, Kerch. We got stuck there when the borders were closed.
The reasoning for this rather odd travel destination was mainly the curiosity inside of me, I wanted to see how things really are after the Russian takeover. Depending on how your brain works you either believe that Russian's are evil and Ukraine joining NATO is a great idea or you call all that BS and are more supportive of Russia. Obviously, the truth is in the middle there.
Personally... I never trust the shit I hear on TV, I'd much rather see it with my own eyes... even though it is sometimes very difficult and requires a lot of time.
One bias I couldn't get out of my head though... all that bad press Russia received over the years 
in my country, sort of put them into the "victim" role in my head.
Now I know that is a really stupid thing... but I cannot help it. It did not make me blind though, I just felt there was a double standard.

I hate Ideologies of all kind and I hate people that think the world in black and white. This is partly the reason why I have a Tattoo of the "Iron Front", Three Arrows, on my lower left arm. Their believes don't really add up with mine to 100%, and it's less my support for this dead movement and more of a sign of resistance against all those fools that wanna burn foreigners and and those that think damaging other people's property will solve anything.

So, yeah... I went there with my sister even though the German foreign ministry officially advised against any trips to the region, our curiosity was bigger than the fear of ... whatever. She got the same tattoo in the same spot, we both think alike in many ways.




Being on our own and not able to properly communicate with most of the locals, the first few weeks of living within this chaos were extremely difficult for the two of us. We settled down in a small apartment on the western end of town, but knew it wouldn't be a permanent solution. The whole building was abandoned actually, I guess everyone flee'd, we just used that to search through it all, pick the nicest furniture etc. from all the apartments and moved it into "ours".
During the day we mostly stayed close to our new home and only went further into town at night to get food, water etc.
For the most part we tried to avoid contact with other people, but eventually realized that to be a stupid idea, it probably would have driven us insane. 
While we did have each other to talk to, play games etc. I was just a matter of time until we couldn't stand each others presence. I love my little sister and we spent lots of time in the past, but now it was 24/7.

For a while I was naive enough and actually hoped to make my way back home somehow, into an at least familiar environment but I rather quickly accepted the fact that it's not going to happen, ever.
I was very surprised with the way Marie just shrugged everything off, the situation didn't really bother her that much if that makes any sense ? In a way of... I feel as though I should be the stronger person in this nightmare given my military training. But I wasn't...

So I instead of just sitting around, we focused on finding some people that we could stick with and provide help with whatever we could and hopefully receive something in return.

And the search was a success... in a way. I  ... found a Russia Soldier called Maxim Ivanovic and his friends who were able to communicate with me in broken, but understandable English.
To me it seemed like they weren't really following official orders anymore... at least not directly but I could be mistaken, could have just been the circumstances, maybe they just didn't think the orders they received made sense, or the command structure was just chaotic which wouldn't surprise me... I never asked them though.




The way we met was a bit odd though. During one of those nightly adventures of mine, to get something to eat for the coming days, I was surprised and almost overwhelmed by a couple of infected near the center of town. In the fear of dying, panic took control of my body and I just started to run into unknown territory that I didn't explore yet.
I left the main road as quickly as possible and thought my chances to get away from them would be much better in smaller alleys. That was the moment where I suddenly got knocked out cold.
It was Maxim
 and his friends, who themselves were in a terrible situation and were trying to escape from the infected, at least that's what they told me later on. Maxim tried to find a way out of the building they were in and slammed the door open, just as I was running past... odd coincidence that could have been the end of me. But I guess I got lucky there.


Being the nice guy Maxim is (or was) he couldn't just leave his new best friend helpless on the floor, changed his plan, and told the others to take the infected, they were trying to move away from, head on.

They grabbed me and carried me back to their little hideout nearby and helped me to get back on my feet. Providing food, water, shelter and most importantly conversation.

I instantly felt a sense of loyalty to them for not just leaving me there on the floor.

Being incredibly thankful, I offered them help with everything they could possibly need help with. The next day we went and brought Marie over as well, she seemed very happy to not be alone anymore.



What I didn’t know though was that this small group of friends was part of a larger movement founded by former soldiers, just like Maxim. They were trying to lock down the city and nearby bridge, and much like the people in Donetsk and Lugansk, tried to create their own small republic.

They brought me up to speed with their plans and prepared me for the upcoming effort to “cleanse” the city.

A brutal crackdown on all the local thugs and people that were considered criminals was conducted. No prisoners were taken. Infected were almost entirely eradicated from the city itself, and all found civilians in the need of help were escorted into the safe zone surrounding the Cathedral of St. John.
During those days of constantly killing either already dead people or ... the living... I sometimes felt like that my humanity is slipping away.
Seeing actual, living, breathing human beings drop dead to the floor because of your actions... it was something else. I was never in an active combat zone during my training and never really severely hurt anyone. I still remember how the guy looked like that I shot... the first person I killed... 

Maxim always told me that those people are bandits, thugs and other criminals that have terrorized the civilians for a while and also hindered military efforts to keep order intact.
So I always tried to remind myself of that, everything I am doing here is for a greater good... and I really hope it was.
I would be a liar though if I honestly would think that everyone shot that week really was guilty of.... well whatever they considered to be a crime. But I can't tell for sure... I am almost certain that everything I shot at, deserved it...
The operation went down with rather low numbers of
casualties on our side. Mostly because the majority of fighting people had military training. I guess the few BTR's that were still operable helped a bit as well.
While I was out clearing the city with the Russians, Marie stayed near the town center and helped the wounded civilians and soldiers, our mother was a nurse and she studied medicine, so she knew a thing or two.




To stay sane in these dark times a lot of people turned towards faith and the church quickly became more than just a suitable HQ and storage. It became the people’s light in these dark times and a place of hope.
I enjoyed listening to the local priest quiet a lot myself, even though I didn't really understand what he said. It was calming to sit in that church. Especially at night when no one was around.
I didn't always sit there alone, Marie was always there and sometimes Maxim and a few others joined us. We lit the candles and just talked about whatever came to mind.
When I was with Marie, she usually just wanted to draw and remained quiet. I guess the church calmed her down just as much as it did to me.
I always enjoyed drawing myself but never really had a huge talent for it. In school I decided to focus on scientific things, but looking back I regret that I didn't learn another language, like she did with french, or focused on art.

I convinced her to teach me a few things though, and soon we sat there every other night drawing random things for hours.


After expanding and barricading the safe zone, securing the, yet to be completed, Crimean Bridge, establishing safe routes to farming outposts outside the city and maintaining fishing bases…

the Free City of Kerch was born, and I was very glad to be a part of it.

It wasn't really that free though. More of an autonomous base of the Russian government that watched over the Kerch Strait and made sure the eastern part of Crimea stays in order. Russian Military presence was still heavy around the Sevastopol area and the peninsula slowly but surely turned into a fortress to maintain control of the black and green sea.



We found a new home. It wasn’t and still isn’t a republic of the people. The majority has no saying in internal or external affairs.
Voting rights reside to the city council. Containing leading military figures, priests and doctors. The council contains 10 people.

External affairs obviously resided to the military and with that to the Russian government. The council was mainly there to make sure the people of eastern Crimea are "happy".
Any sort of rebellious movement to give voting right to all citizens that appeared had been stomped by the local military, and to be fair... there only ever was one minor incident at all.
Some local wanted to turn our Republic into a "Soviet State".
He was hanged in the
town square. And the rest of his ilk got first arrested and then banished from the city, at least that's the official story we were told

 Maxim, Marie and I had obviously nothing to say. The other guards appreciated our eagerness and loyalty to the cause though.
I got all of that from him. His uncle was in the council, and while they didn't really get along that well... I don't know why but Major Ivanovic kept beating up his nephew, and I don't think it was just because of his drinking problem.
Maxim never really told me why, but did tell me to stay out of it... and so I did. At least for the longest time.
It appeared to me that Maxim had accepted it and believed that he deserved the "punishment", If that makes any sense.
But like I said, he never told me and I never felt like it's my place to talk about it.
Maybe if I would have asked a few things would have went differentl



A bit of a jump into the future now.

One night the 3 of us were out on a scavenging and reconnaissance mission, the Major joined us because he thought we couldn't get the job done on our own and I guess wanted to convince us that we are shit at the job and teach us a lesson. The same night he ... had an accident. All this was after me and Maxim spent a few months as city guards.

I don't recall whose fault it was... actually I don't remember a lot of that day at all, but we somehow got trapped on top of a construction site, surrounded by infected. 

The Major obviously blamed his nephew for it. I tried to calm both down and wanted them to focus on a way out and back to the city... but all they did is argue and eventually they started fighting.
This time Maxim fought back though. When nothing seemed to work, I decided to step
in between them and one of them did not like that though.

The Major pushed Maxim back with all his force, grabbed his knife and cut into my lower left leg. I dropped to the ground
immediately. I didn't see that coming and for a few minutes was shocked and couldn't move.
It hurt too much, and I wasn't really used to that kind of pain. Just a minute later forced myself back up, the two of them continued fighting after I went down onto the ground.
 Maxim got seemingly angrier at his uncle for what he just did.
It must have been the adrenaline or whatever you would call it, which allowed me to walk. I stood up, pulled my pistol and knife out, stabbed the Major in the left should, shot in his left leg and pushed him, with my knife still stuck in his back, off into the crowd of undead just below us that was spectating the whole time.

All the anger about how he treated my friend boiled over in that moment.

What happened after that? I cannot remember. Maxim told me that I passed out just a seconds after that. And while he was relieved that it was over, he told me that for the rest of that evening at least he also felt angry about my actions. 
He stopped the bleeding on my leg, put me on his shoulders and must have walked all the way back into the town like that.
Whenever I asked him about details about how he did it, he would raise his voice and start telling me a heroic story of how he fought his way through hundreds of those damn creatures just to get me back in one piece.
I don't buy any of it though. He is not that kind of guy you would expect to pull that off. But maybe I am wrong.
He also gave me my knife back... I have really no idea what the fuck he did and how he managed it.




Everything went back to "normal" after this incident rather quickly. Marie patched me up upon returning to the city. Maxim, Marie and I talked about what happened and all agreed to never speak about it ever again. My sister didn't talk to me for a week after we told her what happened, but it was important to me that she knows everything that is going on.
Obviously the fact that the Major was missing didn't go unnoticed. We told them that he was drunk on our mission, which was true... and then twisted the rest of the story a bit.
No one questioned our story, they replaced him in the council and business continued as it always does.


Initially I had a few issues with the way things/decisions/politics were handled in the city, not enough to make my voice heard, but the thought about it never really went away.
But things were going rather well overall from my observations, and I just tried to blend and fit in.
I doubt they would let the German give them advise about the politics
structure of your new society anyways.

After securing the city center, Maxim managed to get us some great guard posts on the east side by the water and arranged it so we would stay in the same area most of the time. Infected never came out of the water, and boats were a rare occasion as well so we spent most nights playing cards and drinking.

While it was probably the best job we could have asked for, we both felt like we could put our skills to better use.
We wanted to go out, exploring, gathering supplies, helping the town in a more productive way. We started to feel a bit guilty, having fun at "work" all the time while others actually contributed to the community. 




We decided to sign up for the, already mentioned, scavenging runs, or any other outer city operations.
It wasn't a very popular task to take. It naturally put you into a much more dangerous position being out there rather than behind the safe walls of the city.
Not many people signed up voluntarily. Generally the Russian military didn't really need volunteers, but I guess were still glad that people stepped up.
The only real benefit you got out of it, is that the men & women leaving the town were the highest regarded members of this small society... and you got to see more than just the same old dusty streets every day. 

While it was unpopular to sign up, they still didn't accept everyone. People not fit for the job would die rather quickly, while they could be used in more productive ways in helping the city.
Given my basic military training and the fact that I helped during the initial founding process of our city, I can't say I had a hard time getting accepted though.




Leading numerous expeditions east over the, uncompleted, but yet passable bridge me and Maxim managed to gain a lot of experience in survival.
Being mostly left alone in hostile territory, gathering anything of interest to the cities survival and rescuing any sane person in need of help. The area east of Kerch was chaotic, unlike most of southern Russia.
We mostly went out there together, sometimes accompanied by 1 or 2 more people, depending on the assignment and place we would go.
I was always put in charge of the missions. They
initially wanted Maxim, being related to a former council member and all, to lead us, but he refused and suggested me as the squad leader.

And by god, him having to make tough decisions and keeping the group together would have ended our efforts extremely quickly.
He knows how to fight... but if you don't stop him at some point he would probably start fighting the infected with their own weapons... biting their bloody heads off.
Probably a tiny stretch on my end, but that's honestly how I would imagine it to go down.
Never would have thought that I would lead Russian soldiers into combat. Leading wasn't really something I learned during my time in military, nor did I ever want to.

We often spent more time out there than necessary. Climbing on top of buildings, drinking, playing cards and shooting every single infected that we saw.
There was more than enough ammo and it sort of turned into a game or competition for us.
If someone would have ever found out that we were borrowing more ammo than really necessary I wouldn't even hesitate to tell them the truth.
We didn't waste it... no one misses bandits and the undead when they are gone. Every bullet is well worth it.

And when we were back in the city the fun continued. Life itself seemed so much better than before, exploring new places, having fun, occasionally slipping past death and being appreciated by the other citizens for it.



Just like all the other guards that left the city walls, our reputation and the way people looked at us changed dramatically.

The people of the town appreciate the scavengers work and almost viewed them as guardian angels, since they often provide the sick citizens with crucial and lifesaving medicine, among other things. Some people even regularly visited the church to pray for them to return home.
The Russian state regularly sent us supplies but there wasn't a wish-list of sorts. Some things like already mentioned specific medicine we had to get ourselves.


Things were about to change though. For me at least.
We never really got into trouble when we were back in the city. Marie was an angel, Maxim had a free pass because of his uncle, and I am usually just sitting around relaxing. Never really liked arguing or conflict in general.




One night in the pub made me snap though. Some old, ugly ass Russian Lieutenant had a few too many shots of vodka and suddenly discovered that my sister isn't terribly looking.
At first he was just having a casual conversation with her but it slowly got worse and worse. I don't mind anyone getting closer to my younger sister, but not guys like him... his age I assume he was close to 40 didn't help either.
He proceeded to make terrible jokes and compliments and just wouldn't lay off of her even after she, Maxim and I told him to stop.
When he started to touch her, I couldn't control myself any longer. I stood up from my chair next to them and knocked him onto the ground with my fist.
He started bleeding from his mouth, started laughing and told me that I just made a terrible mistake... looking back, he was not wrong at all, but I couldn't take it anymore.

He stood up walked towards me and in the same moment his friends grabbed me, rammed their elbows into my stomach and dragged me outside behind the bar. Marie tried to stop them but Maxim held her back, he knew it would only make it worse and that I had to go through what was about to happen.

Behind the building he started to lecture me of how stupid I am ... long story short... he beat the crap out of me and then left me laying there on the wet concrete floor.
He turned around and smiled at Maxim and told him something along the lines of "There is a lot you still have to teach your friend", when he was almost about to reach the end of the Allee he stopped, turned back and walked up to Marie again, his two friends continued walking back into the bar. I was still trying to gather my strength to get back on my feet but wasn't capable to do so yet.
When he reached my sister, he started to caress her face and said "We will meet again, thank your brother over there in the dirt".
In that very moment I broke. With the little strength I had left in me I upholstered my pistol...shot him straight in the head. 
His body instantly fell on the ground and the water that filled the gaps and cracks, because of the rain, was painted red. 


I passed out just a few seconds later.




I woke up the next day in a prison cell. 
I don't remember a lot of what happened that day. Apparently Maxim made sure that nothing would happen to my sister and used what was his uncle's influence to spare me of getting hanged just like all the other criminals in the town square. Murdering a Russian Officer wasn't a small crime after all. 
I really don't know how he managed to prevent me from dying that week, but he did and I will be forever thankful for it.

Whoever he talked to, reduced my sentence to just being banished from Kerch forever.
My sister was allowed to stay... even though she wanted to accompany me, I talked her out of it... and it was a terrible mistake... for me at least... she is save there but being left alone broke me again in the coming months. Maxim promised to take care of her for me.

I packed my bags, said my goodbyes to my two best friends and started heading east over the makeshift paths of the bridge, leaving the city behind.
Later that day I noticed a note in my backpack. My sister wrote me down a safe way of contacting her, even over long distance. Apparently transmissions would go through a frequency no one really used in or around Kerch, not secret or secure... just rarely used.














I was alone... again, not knowing where to go. On our journeys we never really found another, comparable safe place like Kerch. Just a few small hubs where people lived of trade, farming and profited from caravans that were traveling across the country. Like I said the are east of Kerch was rather chaotic.

I was just wandering around, trying to survive, even though I didn't really know what for anymore, I lost everything once again but... giving up wasn't something I could do. 

Week, months passed while I moved through far southern Russia. I went through Novorossiysk, Krasnodar, Kropotkin, Armavir, Stavropol and then headed all the way down to Sochi. 
In that time I rarely talked to anyone... not that they would understand me anyways...
Most contact I had with locals was the occasional ... let's call them bandits that I took out from a far. Maxim stashed military SVD just on the other side of the bridge around Kerch for me when I left.

The only person I could fall back onto was my sister... and that was only if the line of communication was stable, which it rarely was, wasn't carrying a long range radio with me... at least not one that was made for this kind of distance. I managed to boost the signal through different kind of means here and there though.




Around the area of Sochi, multiple locals warned me about some rebel forces that apparently took over the area around the city. I didn't really have an encounter with them, but saw multiple military patrols and convoys in a way around the city.

Free Russian Movement they called themselves, and from what I heard they tried to cause a revolt in Moscow... but failed miserably. Their flag could be seen all over the place.
I don't know much about Russian history... but I am guessing the bird on it was the imperial Russian eagle pained black on a white background, followed up with blue and red on the right side of the banner, resulting in a 90° turned Russian Federation flag.

All in all I just moved around them. 

I was near the Russian border now... leaving me the option to either go back north or continue south towards Chernarus and Takistan or head east into the Caucasus.
My decision was rather easy though. On some evening in the bar near the harbor of Kerch... I don't remember when ... I heard that this Infection or whatever it is originated from the eastern most part of Chernarus.
I am not sure why... maybe it was my curiosity again but I wanted to see what happend there. While I was alone traveling through the Russian wasteland, I never really struggled in terms of surviving. 
My military training and the scavenging runs in and around Kerch prepared me well I presume. Maybe it wasn't just curiosity... maybe I was looking for a challenge ?
Running into the heart of this nightmare ?

I really don't know... 

Live alone slowly but surely ate me up from the inside. I wasn't used to this... it has never been like that in my life. 
I tried to gather information while heading southeast of Sochi into the Black Mountains. I didn't get anything interesting though. Mostly talked to ... farmers ? The could barely understand a word I said ... and likewise I understood every 4th or 5th word.




While I was running through the mountains I ran into a Chernarussian man called Lukáš Čelanský allowed me to stay in his cabin outside of a village called "Březník" for a few days to get some strength back.
In return I helped him with taking care of his animals and cutting some wood for the coming winter. At first he wanted to shoot me thinking I am a Chedaki... which he later on explained to me what "that" even is. I tried to communicate with him in Russian... to no reply and in my desperation tried English... surprisingly he spoke it fluently.

He told me a few interesting things about Chernarus in general and about my target location.
Apparently the military compound around ground zero was bombarded by Russian artillery during the outbreak of the disease in Chernarus, and for some reason the area is rumored to be contaminated with radiation and even worse things than that.

He tried to stop me from going there and looking back at it now was a really stupid idea, but at that point in time it was the only goal I had and what kept me going.
He insisted that I should visit the town of Berezino on the eastern coast and told me that in the basement of the hospital should still be a locker with all kinds of protective gear inside of it.
Lukáš told me that he used to live and work there, but once things got out of hand, he and his family moved up here into the mountains to stay away from the horrors they witnessed in the city.

Another thing he added was that South Zagoria has a system of hiking paths that nearly lead you anywhere in the country.
He advised me to stick to those to avoid trouble, since Chernarussian is yet another language I am not capable of using, and he doesn't know what is going on in the region at this time.

I grabbed the key, he told me I could come back anytime and continued southeast, towards the city of Berezino... winter was slowly but surely starting to arrive.










After a few days of traveling along the Russian border I hit the eastern coast of Chernarus and with that the Green Sea.
From there I continued south. Moving past a few smaller cities and villages and a giant shipwreck and shorty after arrived in Berezino.
Figuring out where the hospital was proved to be rather easy, literally the biggest building in town. 




The city itself was rather quiet and seemed abandoned from what I could gather during my nightly raid.
Gun drawn, I moved inside the building through a window on the backside and made my way down into the basement. "3rd door on the right"
Lukáš said, and he remembered it correctly.
The key worked, the door opened. There was a strange noise when I opened the door... it sounded almost like some kind of electronic device or lock went off. Was probably my imagination though. None of the light switches worked... strange habit of mine... always check if the electricity is working... maybe I get lucky one day. Strangely I heard the same noise again when I left and closed the door behind me... anyways I went up to the locker he mentioned and entered the code 1-7-4-9. Seemed like no one has been inside here for quite some time. A bunch of other lockers stood open and you could tell that the last person left in a hurry.

Inside of the "doctors" locker... was just as he promised me.  A full "level A" CBRN suit, a Geiger-Counter for gamma detection, 2 gas-masks, multiple spare filters, a flashlight, lots of pills and medicine... the only thing missing was the handgun he mentioned he wasn't sure about whether or not he took it with him. 
Old man is losing parts of his memory, I guess. He told me that he was a doctor, working in the hospital, but seeing this kind of stuff in his personal locker kind of makes me doubt it, almost positive that he is hiding something from me, but ... he helped me and it's not my place to question him like that.
Maybe... just maybe one day I will go back and ask him and if he doesn't want to answer then so be it.

I grabbed everything from the locker and quickly made my way out of the building again and then out of town heading northwest towards Kamensk.




I went back the way I came, north and once I reached the shipwreck continued moving west through the forests.
Moving a bit past the military base, I set up camp in a shelled barn just northwest  and scouted the surrounding area for the next 2 days to get a better idea of my surroundings and what I am getting into here. Looking back this was a waste of time, but I never had to deal with radiation on that scale before. So better safe than sorry.

Lukáš warned me about wolves being spotted quiet regularly around the area, but also mentioned that in the year just before the outbreak the sightings significantly went down.
Again I feel like he wasn't telling me everything.

At first, I didn't really notice it and maybe it was just my imagination but I didn't hear or see any animals in the 3 days that I stayed near the base. Maybe the atmosphere on the base itself and those infected in there are clouding my memory, I am not sure. 
I moved inside the place at dawn on Day 3, entering from the northwestern side. What I was actually looking for? I am not sure... anything that would peak my interest really... documents -that I couldn't even read if I wanted to- but mainly wanted to just see what the rumors are all about.
The sight of the Infected that I encountered inside shocked me. I stabbed one of them, not really wanting to fire my rifle at all in this area
Parts of its skin literally fell off when I hit it. It almost seemed like it was burning alive from the inside out... never seen anything like it in my life. 
Spotting that I decided to go about even faster than I was already moving and I avoided any further confrontation with those creatures. 

The radiation levels I gathered were mostly "normal"... well to be fair I don't know that much about it but the Counter didn't go crazy while I was looking through the buildings trying to find ... anything.
It seemed to me that someone already went through this place and gathered anything of interest from the desks and so on. Maybe even multiple times. In the end I left with empty hands.




One thing I did notice though is that there are indeed certain areas with a lot higher radiation levels.
I cannot 100% confirm it cause I didn't dare to move any closer, but it appeared to me that there is some kind of hole in the ground on the southeast side of the base. 
Radiation also seemed higher around the main entrance of the base.

I went back towards my camp at the barn and followed Lukáš's advice and burned everything I had with me other than my knife and the SVD I was carrying with me.
I picked up my other belongings that I left stashed there and moved to the southern coast to see more of the country now that I completed the only "task" I had.






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Well, what is there to say about Marie... she is my sister... I would and actually have killed for her. 
I don't remember a single time we argued or got mad at each other for a longer time, we just always got along and also as far back as I can remember did lots of things together, even though we don't really share a lot of interests. After I moved out and started my apprenticeship there were a few weeks where we didn't talk, that changed again though when she moved to my city to study.

After we got stranded in Crimea and everything that happend until this very day, she was having my back and might just be the reason why I am still roaming this god forsaken world we live in. 
When I got banished from our new home I insisted that she would stay behind safe walls and not come with me.
At first I thought it was for the better, she shouldn't suffer because of my stupid decisions... and for her it might have been the better option. For me though... it drove me insane. 
Gladly recently I managed to get in contact with her again and we met half way between South Zagoria and Crimea. I took her to Dr. Čelanský's place in the Black Mountains where she would be safe. 

While living with Čelanský and his family she was able to rather quickly learn Chernarussian, at least the basics. 
Communication between us was now a daily thing again... not in person... but hearing the voice of a close family member regularly is more than I could ever wish for.
She also provides me with let's call it"news" about what is going on in Chernarus, listening in to random frequencies when she is bored.

She is now taking care of Sophie together with Dr. Čelanský.







Robert grew into my best friend after I had to leave Maxim behind.
The specifics of how we met are a bit cloudy. I think Radan brought him to Sinistok sometime. He later told me that he sort of kept an eye on me for a while, since I regularly went in and out of the Black Forest where Radan lives... I am not sure why he never came up to me and asked what I was doing there.

I don't really know too much about him to be honest. When we met in Sinistok it just seemed like we had a lot in common at the time. 
Not really talkative and just minding our own business. When we left the town he decided to stick with me and we from that point on wandered the region together.
Sometimes it felt like he is my shadow, just following quietly after me, and he was just as reliable as a shadow... no matter what, he is there.
You could probably say we acted as one person, while being two.

The "quiet" part is a bit of a stretch since we did talk a lot, mostly lots of nonsense though. 
We must have went through almost every town in South Zagoria together, clearing it of Infected, that were present at the time, and "sight-seeing" how I liked to call it.
In reality we both just didn't know what to do with our lives. Never really stopped us from being positive though.
A while ago Rob disappeared to take care of some personal things, yet he was still there when I needed him to get me and
Sofie to safety after she had been shot. 
After taking care of both us in Svetlojarsk we went separate ways again.

A few days later I reached out to him again via radio, thanking him for his help and telling him to move to Březník in case he needs a safe place to stay at.
According to my sister he did that and now roams the area around the village in the mountains, stopping by every other day/week.







I met Emily in the middle of a, snow covered, forest near Stary Yar on a quiet hiking path. I never expected to meet anyone taking these routes, especially not during winter, but in the end it was probably the luckiest thing that happened to me in a while. It turned out that just a few minutes prior to us meeting I had already seen them, and while it sounds silly... She and Amy scared me so much that jumped off a cliff

At the time I was lost, no where to go, no one to talk to and I didn't know much about the region or what was going on either.
I asked them if I could tag along and to my surprise I was allowed to do so.
For a month or so we traveled through the country along with some other people and it kinda made me happy again. Being all alone was the worst thing I have ever experienced. 
She never really bothered with asking me why I was alone or ... why I behave the way I do... or did... at least not that I would remember. 
I appreciate that, not that I wouldn't answer it but it's good to know that someone likes you even without knowing the answers.

Maybe we just have a lot in common without really knowing it, since we never really talked much, which makes me realize that I barely know anything about her...
Now I just try to help out where I can. Usually Rob and I just stumbled upon her and Jona randomly with weeks in between those meetings.
Things changed a bit since I figured out where they live and I try to go there as often as I can, just to make sure everything is alright.

Emily also might be the only person that asks me how I am... every time we meet actually, the only other person that is concerned like that would be my sister.







Thomas introduced me to Sofie when he was having one of his moments outside of the town hall in Chernogorsk.
We were kind of around each other for a few weeks without talking much. 
In a way we are both a bit... silly? Don't know if that would be the appropriate word. So doing rather stupid things made us stick around each other more.
When we settled down with the other people we spent a lot more time together than before. She took me with her to meetings, we went swimming together, shared alcohol and just explored the area around our camps.

I guess I was looking for someone to replace Robert with. In a way they are similar... or maybe I am just stupid and wanna believe that.
When we were siting on top of some cliffs outside of Red's pub, Sofie got shot by one of Kuba's men. Nationalist scum...
I don't know why they shot her and not me, and I wish it would have been the other way around.
They then abducted me, broke my arm, stabbed a knife into my leg and nailed me to a wooden pole. 
After I was free'ed I contacted Rob and together (mainly because of him) we first moved her to our little safe-house near Balota, where he patched her up roughly and then proceeded to carry her all the way up to the eastern coast, where he took a closer look at both of our wounds.
Sofie and I were then recovering in Emily & Jona's camp for a week, and we would have stayed there for one more if I could have decided that. But Sofiewas sick of sitting around and wanted see something else then the same tree's everyday. None of the people that we shared camp with tried to contact us during the time we were injured, which throws up a lot of questions in both of us.

Sofie is probably the person that knows the most things from all my friends about me and my past and right now I just wanna see her get well again. It pains me to see someone that is close to me suffer like that, while I can just sit there and make sure it doesn't get any worse...

Unfortunately, it did get worse. After a quick chat with my sister we decided that it is the best to bring her to Březník
I took Sophie as close to the village and the remote cabin as I could with the help of a car and carried her the rest of the way up the mountain.


My sister and Lukáš are now making sure she gets back to strength.








I met Jona the first time west of Zelenogorsk at the summer camp near the lake. He introduced himself as a friend of Amy and Emily... so naturally a friend of mine I suppose.
At first I didn't really like him. He can be very straight forward sometimes, directly the opposite of me.
He also always kept saying something along the lines of "If shit goes down it's every person for themselves" when we were traveling together. I didn't really believe him... not once. I mean sure maybe I wasn't high up on his list of priorities. But I doubt he would have left behind Emily or Amy.
Anyways... now I am still not so sure what he thinks about me. He always kept joking that Rob and I are a great couple when we were roaming around, and that I would be a great dancer in some strip club.
It's just something about the way he says this kind of stuff that makes me unsure whether or not he is joking and actually likes us or is... I don't know.
He can trust that I wouldn't just leave him behind though if something would ever happen to him... and I hope the feeling is mutual now.







Amy, I met along with Emily on the hiking path near Stary Yar. 
I was surprised that she was the person from the two which approached me and talked at first. 
She believes in the good inside of people and thinks everyone will return the kindness you give them. And while I think that isn't a very smart way of approaching situations these days, I would never dare to talk her out of it. Telling someone to stop being positive is not something I could do. Especially not since she is I think 16 years old, don't wanna crush the hopes of dreams of what some would consider a child.
When Amy, Emily and I were traveling together she was usually the one that talked the most and I think she didn't mind that either. I didn't really fully recover at that point yet and was just glad to listen to someone, no matter how silly the stories were.
Amy was looking for her sister and when we were in Chernogorsk she showed me the place where she used to live. Every time she is there she leaves a message for her sister to let her know that she is still around searching. 
Every time I am down there I try to visit the house to see if either of the two left a message. I guess I am a bit concerned. Right now Amy should still be living somewhere in a cabin in the woods, reading books and exploring the wilderness.







I briefly met Thomas in Mogilevka and Dubrovka when he was running a small settlement called "The Haven". After those short encounters he vanished again.
I met him again when I was checking on Amy's house. His weapon got jammed or he ran out of ammo and was chased by infected in the outskirts of Chernogorsk.

I didn't hesitate and opened fire on the infected that were following him and sort of saved his live I guess.
After that he introduced me to his friends Officer Nedved (that Emily and Amy were looking for before) and
Sofie. Apparently they were a couple at some point, until Sofie vanished, sad story.
We roamed around Berezino and Black Lake for a while and ultimately settled down north of Cherngorsk and  Orlovets with some other people. 
I never liked the idea of living somewhere and staying there, not since I have been exiled.
And I was correct with that feeling, everything turned to shit. 
Now we don't really see each other as often anymore. His attitude confuses me sometimes. In one moment he is a funny guy that I love to talk to, next day he gives you that tough guy / I don't give a shit attitude. 
I doubt it's because of me or something I did, but it annoys me.

















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