Malcolm Granger was born 62 years before the terrors unfolded in Chernarus. The early years of his life were spent being indoctorinated by a very nationalistic father. Though, he later understood, how overe exaggerated were the claims of his father. This made him rather cynical of the world around him, as he understood he couldn't believe everything he was hearing. Though cynical and understanding, that Chernarus is not the best in the world, he still loved his country, knowing that there is no other such place in the world. His nationalistic tendencies lead him to join the National Party. By this time, his parents had died of old age. Malcolm mourned them from time to time, but was glad that he had more time to devote himself to his comrades in arms. When the civil war broke out, he tought that it couldn't get any worse, but then, something happend. People started turning wierd, attacking random bypassers with a fanatical fashion. These reminded Malcolm of the so called zombies, which he had heard alot about from fantastical stories, but thought that it was far from reality. All his efforts to align himself with the National Party had been in vain, as all hell broke loose. It was an every-man-for-himself situation, and he wasn't going to sit there and watch the world around him collapse. All contacts with his previous friends and colleagues had been severed, and he exiled himself to the forests of Chernarus, together with his nationalist ideas.