IGN: Rhys 'Ice' Stevens
Country: England, United Kingdom
English skills: I am English
DayZ experience: Been playing DayZ on and off for a couple of months, really enjoying it but want some people to play with!
What kind of role best describes you: Scout/Sniper/Gatherer
Have you been in any clan/group previously: Nope
Additional notes: Full of banter
Best way to contact you: PM on forums or PM Rikoraa on Steam
Backstory: (Subject to change)
Former member of The QDG (Welsh Cavalry).
I was being shipped home when our chopper was shot down over Takistan, I managed to survive the helicopter crash along with the pilot and my younger brother. We made our way through the hostile terrain, trying to find a friendly camp. After 2 days, the heat and lack of water finally got to the pilot, he dropped dead in front of my brother, who then preceded to rip the flesh off his carcass. I freaked out as I realised my brother hadn't been right since we first crashed in that chopper, and now, he'd gone full on zombie. I shot him 3 times in the head and without my realisation, a squad of American soldiers had witnessed the act, all they had seen was a British soldier shoot one of his allies in the face. They opened fire. I started running back the way we had been walking for the past couple of days and hid in a nearby town until the American soldiers lost interest. I knew I couldn't go back to the army now, I was a traitor, I stole some old rickety truck and I drove. I stumbled across Chernarus, where the zombie apocalypse was in full swing. I figured no one would be stupid enough to chase me here so I set up camp off the road and waited for an oblivious local to drive by with a better set of wheels.