Post by kozeph on Dec 2, 2012 13:03:44 GMT -5
Name: Palvo Havryil
Age: 21
Faction Affinity: Loner
Height: 5’9’’
Weight: 179 lbs
Hair Color: Light Brown hair, shaggy and short
Eye Color: Light Blue
Piercings: N/A
Tattoos: N/A
Scars: A half-moon shaped scar on the left side of his waist, two small holes over his right shoulder
Mental Illness: None so far, healthy fear of the dark.
Physical Description: Palvo is what you call “not exactly pretty” and pretty much your average looking person who blends rather easily and you can easily picture as a young resident in a village in the middle of nowhere. Standing at five feet nine inches tall, with bland somewhat features make him your average farm boy. Palvo’s build is light, he is somewhere between normal and skinny in terms of body mass. Besides his shaggy short air, Palvo has little in the hair department, he has tried unsuccessfully to grow a beard but all that decorates his face are some pockets of very short here and there.
Back Story: Palvo was born in the Ukraine, far from any large city and a moderate distance from the nearest village, his father worked at the local sawmill, while Palvo’s mother and grandmother cared for a couple of pigs and chickens they had at the farm. Palvo’s father also on his free time liked to go hunting and poaching, catching the occasional deer and boar but usually just came home with a rabbit. Palvo once old enough was also taken along and learned how to use his father hunting rifle (A TOZ-34) and learned to use it. Palvo also had a friend Skender who was a born and bred troublemaker. You could say Palvo had a simple youth, low education and pretty much little else. Once when he was fourteen while hunting along with his father, Palvo was rammed by a boar and left with three scars, two points where the tusks went through his shoulder and a half moon scar on his hip where a hoof scrapped the skin. Palvo's father managed to kill the boar. Palvo survived and grew up to resent boars and pigs to an extent.
Skender was the one how taught Palvo about the Zone and it was the one who dragged him there in search of fortune. Palvo took with him the TOZ-34 rifle. They made it to the Cordon safely enough, managing to survive through a volley of machine gun from the military. The first day they spent it in the Rookie village, doing odd jobs in hopes of getting some anti radiation medicaments, the second day was their first actual excursion in the Zone, albeit a short one since they ran into a shooting between Loners and Bandits, they spend the rest day at the village. On the third day they looked into the rumor of an artifact in a nearby forest, they ran into a pack of blind dogs that tore Skender apart, Palvo survived and is now alone with only Skender’s Makarov pistol and the clothing in his back and what little money they had pull together. Wondering what tha hell is he supposed to do.
Age: 21
Faction Affinity: Loner
Height: 5’9’’
Weight: 179 lbs
Hair Color: Light Brown hair, shaggy and short
Eye Color: Light Blue
Piercings: N/A
Tattoos: N/A
Scars: A half-moon shaped scar on the left side of his waist, two small holes over his right shoulder
Mental Illness: None so far, healthy fear of the dark.
Physical Description: Palvo is what you call “not exactly pretty” and pretty much your average looking person who blends rather easily and you can easily picture as a young resident in a village in the middle of nowhere. Standing at five feet nine inches tall, with bland somewhat features make him your average farm boy. Palvo’s build is light, he is somewhere between normal and skinny in terms of body mass. Besides his shaggy short air, Palvo has little in the hair department, he has tried unsuccessfully to grow a beard but all that decorates his face are some pockets of very short here and there.
Back Story: Palvo was born in the Ukraine, far from any large city and a moderate distance from the nearest village, his father worked at the local sawmill, while Palvo’s mother and grandmother cared for a couple of pigs and chickens they had at the farm. Palvo’s father also on his free time liked to go hunting and poaching, catching the occasional deer and boar but usually just came home with a rabbit. Palvo once old enough was also taken along and learned how to use his father hunting rifle (A TOZ-34) and learned to use it. Palvo also had a friend Skender who was a born and bred troublemaker. You could say Palvo had a simple youth, low education and pretty much little else. Once when he was fourteen while hunting along with his father, Palvo was rammed by a boar and left with three scars, two points where the tusks went through his shoulder and a half moon scar on his hip where a hoof scrapped the skin. Palvo's father managed to kill the boar. Palvo survived and grew up to resent boars and pigs to an extent.
Skender was the one how taught Palvo about the Zone and it was the one who dragged him there in search of fortune. Palvo took with him the TOZ-34 rifle. They made it to the Cordon safely enough, managing to survive through a volley of machine gun from the military. The first day they spent it in the Rookie village, doing odd jobs in hopes of getting some anti radiation medicaments, the second day was their first actual excursion in the Zone, albeit a short one since they ran into a shooting between Loners and Bandits, they spend the rest day at the village. On the third day they looked into the rumor of an artifact in a nearby forest, they ran into a pack of blind dogs that tore Skender apart, Palvo survived and is now alone with only Skender’s Makarov pistol and the clothing in his back and what little money they had pull together. Wondering what tha hell is he supposed to do.
