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You lived a boring, though quite successful life. Somehow you couldn't stand other people, always trying to find a place where you could be alone. When you've heard about The Zone, you decided to start a life of a stalker immediately.

[3] You haven't checked all the information about possible dangers in zone, so you've taken only your basic survival kit - some warm clothes, a tent, 2 days food rations and a knife. You forgot to buy a geiger counter though.

[4] After a really long travel to Belarus, you've finally reached the borders of exclusion zone. You heard rumors about soldiers guarding posts all around the border of zone, but cautiously trudging through forest you couldn't see anyone. Even animals avoided this place. Silence was broken only by wind and ruslte of tree leaves. You managed to find a hole in a fence going around the border and easily go through. You have entered the Zone.

You always won in every gambling games that you've played. Poker, roulette, blackjack - all of them were easy as pie with your extreme luck. Gambling for 6 years, your fortune was growing bigger and bigger. Everybody knew that when "Lucky" joined the table, the game was over. During one of your trips around the world, you've stopped in Ukraine. Looking for some place to gamble, you've found some shady types - Ukrainian mafia. Winning with them was easy - getting rid of them not so. They've broken into a house that you just bought and kidnapped you.

[5] Darkness, you have something on your head, tied around your neck. You feel that you have your hands and legs tied. You have troubles breathing. Desperately trying to free yourself brings nothing. Suddenly a flash - you see two mobsters, one holds a cloth sack that was removed from your head. In relief you take a deep breath and hear:

- Consider yourself lucky that boss decided to let you go, instead of throwing you into a barrel filled with acid. - says one of the mobsters.
- Well, not so lucky, as you are in The Zone!

They untie your limbs and walk away laughing, leaving you alone.

[4] Mobsters really meant that you're free now. They even left you some food, first aid kit, a hunting knife and, surprisingly, a geiger counter!

You were living in a happy family with your parents and beloved sister Miriel. At least before the leak from Agency, when she became a stalker. Day after day, you were waiting impatiently until she came back home. Once she hasn't returned, and then - disappeared for weeks. You decided to take money parents stored for your future college and take a trip to the exclusion zone.

[5] You took everything that you needed: casual and camouflage clothes, radioactive protection suit, survival and first aid kits, a hunting knife and 10 days food reserves. Additionally, you've managed to find a map of exclusion zone!

[1] You were merrily wandering a forest and easily sneaked past a military post. You wandered a meadow closed to a river. You've noticed a beautiful bird flying nearby. It had a reddish belly, black head and gray-black back. Haplessly you followed it... and then a sudden flash. The light was almost blinding, you heard something land on the ground. When you open your eyes, you see a charred bird corpse. An anomaly, and it's invisible!

New anomaly type have been discovered!

Addicted to drugs and homeless you were wandering a really long time, picking up any available job. You've wandered far away to the Ukraine, where a strange man hired you to get something from other side of a tall fence. You don't exactly remember what was it that he wanted, but it seemed a good offer.

[1] In a rush you leave all your short sword sheathes and survival gear in a safe spot, taking only the rags you have on, some drugs, and a first prize marble tournament badge.

[6] You quickly climb up the fence and easily get to the other side. Wandering a forest and running up a grassy hill you stumble upon an irregurarly shaped, strange glowing object of crystaline structure. You take it and decide to go back to the man that hired you. But which way? You've already forgotten how to get back!

New artifact type was discovered!

You were a famous hunter in a mountain village you lived in, but with animals getting scarce and nearby forests cut down, you were left with nothing. No game to hunt - no money. The forest was cut down to make place for a new industrial city. Even thinking about living near such place made you mad. When the Agency leak appeared in media, you decided to go into a place where you could truly live a life of huntsman - no rules and restictions, and harsh conditions made it a challenge that you were looking for!

[2] You take your leather and fur suit with you, but looking anywhere, you can't find your trusty hunting knife. You decided to go without it.

[1] You got to exclusion zone in a few days. Following a road, a sudden military transport passes by and stops close to a strange building. Soldiers unload a truck with prisoners and lead them inside the building. Luckily they haven't spotted you yet.

You have worked for a big corporation until a crisis came. You have lost your job, family have turned back from you and your debt started to grow really quick. Now your debitors want their money back. Agency leak showed in media gave them an idea - send him into the Zone and wait until he gets back rich. If he brings nothing - eliminate him.

[6] You take your clothes, Geiger counter, Swiss army knife, two day's rations and a M1911 with two clips of ammo. Debitors provided you with an additional first aid kit. The M1911 seems to be a bit damaged, but still working.

[2] Wandering a Belarussian forest you try to get past a military outpost, but suddenly one of the soldiers spots you and raises alarm. You rush inside The Zone trying to find a hideout.

Name: Dustan Hache (original name, amrite?)
Gender: male

Appearance: Tall, thin, with dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He looks like he has a permanent scowl.
Biography: With no relatives that cared about him and a load of debt, he was sent to The Zone by his debitors with one purpose: Get rich, or die trying.

Completed runs: 1

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Health status: Fine

Head
Torso
Hands
Legs

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Stats

Strenght: 2
Dexterity: 1
Intelligence: 1
Intuition: 7
Luck: 0

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Skills

Hand to hand: 0
Sidearms: 1
Rifles: 0
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 0
Medical: 0
Hunting: 1
Technical: 0
Survival: 4

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Equipment

Armor:
 protective vest,

Clothing:
 Over clothing:
  Trenchcoat (damaged),
 Torso:
  Gray shirt,
 Legs:
  brown pants,

Tools:
 Geiger counter,
 Swiss army knife (multitool),
 baking soda

Weapons:
 a M1911 with two clips of ammo,
 AKM rifle with 3 magazines (- 15 bullets),
 SWD sniper rifle with 25 magazines (-5 bullets),

Water and food:
 Water bottle - 2 liters;
 2 day rations,

Artifacts:
 1x Repeller

Money: 3 300 000 USD

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Faction: Stalker

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Active effects:

Lowered Mechanical Resistance

Name: Fisk Black
Gender: Male

Appearance: A heavyset Russian man of thirty-ish with lots of scars and some very minor burns.
Biography: He has no idea why he's signed up. He was only a lad then. His house burned down, leaving him in the orphanages for the largest portion of his life. He became a wrestler for an underground wrestling federation. Someone pulled a knife and everyone went berserk. Many of his scars came from other people in the crowd with similar weapons. He joined the force as an alternative to fighting in closed arenas. And, now, he's here in beautiful Chernobyl and the deadly deadly radiation.

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Health status: Fine

Head - face lightly wounded, face heavy bruised, lost tooth
Torso
Hands - chemical burns, left hand heavy lacerated
Legs - acid burns on right leg,

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Stats

Strenght: 3
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: 0
Intuition: 1
Luck: 0

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Skills:

Hand to hand: 4
Sidearms: 1
Rifles: 2
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 1
Medical: 0
Hunting: 0
Technical: 0
Survival: 2

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Equipment

Armor:
 protective vest,

Clothing:
 Over clothing:
  A large trench coat (damaged sleeve),

Tools:
 a simple gas mask,
 supply of filters for gas mask,
 military communicator,
 geiger counter,
 map of exclusion Zone,

Weapons:
 spiked brass knuckles,
 Makarov's pistol with 4 ammo clips (-4 bullets),
 AKM rifle with 6 magazines -jammed-

Trophies:
 lightly dissolved ghoul leg,
 bear-bat paw,

Water and food:
 Water bottle - 2 liters;
 12 day's food rations,
 bottle of tequila,

Artifacts:
 12x repeller shards,

Money: 0

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Faction: Military Stalker
Rank: Colonel

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Active effects:

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Name: Giennadii "Giena" Vassilich Zheytsun.
Sex: Male.
Appearance: Wiry, tall and dirty. Looks a bit out of place, but quite satisfied with his lot in life.
Biography: Born in the BSR, Giena had his share of hunger, hard work, and all now he wants is a new life, away from the revolutionary thought. What better place than Zona?

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Stats:

Health status:

Head: Broken tooth
Torso: Mighty fine.
Hands: Scratched arms.
Legs: Bites all over legs.

Strength: 0. - Giennadi is no slacker, but he is lanky, and he doesn't have the sheer muscle power to get his way done.
Dexterity: 1. - Whilst not a graceful dove, Giennadi is definetely agile enough to handle himself.
Intelligence: 1. - To fix stuff and to learn how to survive in the CCCP you need knowledge that every man like Giennadi has.
Intuition: 0. - Might not get lost in an empty room, but doesn't exactly know his way around.
Luck: 0. - Luck? You believe in luck?

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Skills:


Hand to hand: 1.
Sidearms: 0.
Rifles: 0.
Shotguns: 1.
Throwing: 0.
Medical: 0.
Hunting: 0.
Technical: 1.
Survival: 0.

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Equipment:
 Clothing:
  Head:
   Black Balaclava. - The cold Rus autumn in the Zone is not a time for shying away on clothing, and freezing ears and the nose off ain't fun.
   Cracked, yet stylish aviator sunglasses. - They might be Yankee, but they're worth it.
  Torso:
   Dark brown leather coat. - Possibly the most valuable item in Giennadi's posession, it is sturdy, warm and comfortable.
   Dirty, gray undershirt. - Nondescript, just like it's owner.
   Burgund - blue checkered shirt. Filthy and patched up, it is still warm and pleasant to the touch.
 Arms:
  Fingerless, green wool gloves. - Warm. Useful. Wait 'til the mud hits and you wouldn't be caught dead without those.
 Legs:
  Black work pants. - Dark and with spacious pockets, these aren't the worst thing to wear in the Zone.
  Old tights. - Every little bit helps when sleeping on the hard ground.
  Leather belt. - Good for keeping pants up, children disciplined and cowards hanging.
  Work boots. - Cheap, low quality workwear distributed in the kolchoz, still anything is better than going barefoot.
  Wool socks. - I do value my toes. If you do so as well, better wear those come October.

Tools:
 Pocket knife. - To cut bread, open cans, shave and slit wrists, you need one of these babies.
 Radio receiver. - Stolen from a tourist in the Crimea, this is possibly the greatest treasure that Giennadii has.
 Rope. - A short length of rope is always needed for good, old fashioned adventure.
 Electronic parts - parts that can be used to repair electronic devices.
 Tape recorder with 3 cartridges
 Cartridge with recording - Giennadi's anti-fascist recording
 Some pills - unidentified due to darkness
 "Elephant" gas mask with set of filters
 Explosives - explosive materials, strong enough to blow up a big building.

Weapons:
 TT-33 with 5 clips - One of the many weapons left behind by the Red Army in the hands of the liberated local during the War.
 Grenade

Water and food:
 4x 1 litre water bottle
 6 tinned food rations

Artifacts: None

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Faction: Stalker.

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Active effects: None.

Name: Marley
Gender: Male
Biography: Scientist at heart who wished to go and explore and learn more about the zone. Pack some basic camping supplies, a pocket knife, and headed out.

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Health Status: Fine

Head: heavy acid burns on face - bandages applied
Torso:
Hands:
Legs:

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Stats

Strenght: 0
Dexterity: 0
Intelligence: 1
Intuition: 0
Luck: 1

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Skills

Hand to hand: 0
Sidearms: 0
Rifles: 0
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 0
Medical: 2
Hunting: 0
Technical: 1
Survival: 0

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Mutations

Healing touch - Marley's finger charges with energy which can be spent on curing injuries

Jellyfish magnet - all jellyfishes present in an area are drawn to Marley's finger.

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Equipment

Clothing over body:
 Labcoat
 Warm clothing [damaged]

Tools:
 Pocket knife,
 Geiger counter,

Samples:
 2xBear-bat samples,
 Jellyfish acid bottle,
 7xGhoul hound samples,
 2xController samples,
 2xFlesh giant samples,

Food and water:
 2 food rations,
 1x water bottle (1,5 litres),

Artifacts:
 1x repeller shard,

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Faction: Stalker

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Active effects: none

Name: Jak
Specie: Reacher
Gender: Male
Appearance: Similar appearance to all Reachers, apart from the fact that its left arm is nearly white due to all the accumulated scar tissue.
Biography: Completely forgotten what it was before it became a Reacher, one of Jak's earliest memories was getting his arm stuck in an Iron Maiden before frantically and bloodily removing himself from the scene.  Since then, not much has been noteworthy in Jak's life, apart from the thrill of the ambush and the feasting of flesh.

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Health Status: Heavily bruised - Heavy bruisings on left side of body

Head: heavy bruised
Torso:
Hands: lightly bruised
Legs:

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Stats

Strenght: 0
Dexterity: 1
Intelligence: 0
Intuition: 1
Luck: 0

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Skills

Ambusher: 1 - increases chance of successfully ambushing prey

Mining: 0 - allows to dig through rock, concrete etc. with bare hands

Detection: 1 - increases chance of detecting prey without sight or smell (reachers have only maw...)

Powerful charge: 0 - adds bonus to charging (in addition with mining it allows to charge and strike through a block of concrete)

Predator intuition: 2 - allows to roll for prediction of enemies' next moves

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Active effects: None

Name: Irene Dragojavich
Gender: female

Appearance: 5'6", athletic build. Short brown hair, fierce hazel eyes (very defined red color over the traditional brown).
Biography: A successful hitwoman, Irene lived a glamorous life, until she killed her boss's son when he got handsy with her. With a monumental bounty on her head, a fellow hitman gave her the chance to survive in the zone. Of course, he's probably going to take the bounty for himself, since a city girl wouldn't last a week here.

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Health status: Fine

Head - lightly bruised;
Torso
Hands
Legs

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Stats

Strenght: 0
Dexterity: 0
Intelligence: 2
Intuition: 0
Luck: 0

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Skills

Hand to hand: 0
Sidearms: 1
Rifles: 1
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 0
Medical: 0
Hunting: 1
Technical: 0
Survival: 0

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Equipment

Clothing:
 Head:
  A hat

Armor:
 military suit (high protection)

Tools
 Geiger counter
 crowbar
 pocket map of the zone
 flashlight
 a knife

Weapons
 Makarov's pistol with 7 magazines
 VSS Vintorez sniper rifle with 5 magazines
 SWD sniper rifle with 47 explosive bullets

Water and food:
 9 days food rations,
 Water bottle - 1,75 litres,

Artifacts:

1x Charged Plate

Money: 0

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Faction: Stalker

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Active effects:

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Name: Bill alabaster
Gender:male
Appearance: a man of 20 short skinny with jet black hair has a scar extending from left corner of the mouth to the left cheek.
Bio: Bill grew up with a loving caring family. At the age of 17 he was kidnapped and brought to the zone and left to die. Through sheer will he survived. Ever since then he has been a stalker.

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Health Status:

Head
Torso - bruised back,
Hands
Legs - slight scratches

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Strength:1
Dexterity:0
Intelligence:0
Intuition:0
Luck:1

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Skills
Hand to hand:1
Side arms:1
Rifles:1
Shotguns:0
Throwing:0
Medical:0
Hunting:0
Technical:0
Survival:0

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Equipment

Armor:
 protective vest,

Clothing:
 worn out clothing {worn},
 new clothing,

Weapons:
 double barrelled shotgun with 18 shells,
 Makarov pistol with 6 clips (-1 bullet),
 AKM with 6 magazines [jammed],

Water and food:
 4x 1 litre water bottles,
 5 cans of food,

Artifacts:

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Faction: stalker

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Active effects:

Name:Nikolai Kakashosnov
Gender: male
Appearance: Stocky Russian man. Brown hair. Brown eyes. 5'10''. Neat Clothing(always orderly).
Biography: Nikolai is 19, just enlisted. He was a little unruly in his youth, but he has put that behind him in order to join. He is the classic military grunt. None to bright, strong, and (mostly) unquestioning. He was mildly injured in an ally fight in which he was ambushed by 3 rivals. He sent all three into the intensive care unit, sustaining an injury to his left shoulder and some lacerations to his chest in the process, but he's right handed, so it isn't really an issue. He carries his family trench knife everywhere he goes.

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Health status:

Head
Torso: minor injury to left shoulder. Mild scarring on chest.
Hands
Legs

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Stats

Strenght: 2
Dexterity: 0
Intuition: 0
Luck:  0

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Skills

Most weapon skills improves usage and accuarcy of chosen weapon.

Hand to hand: 2
Sidearms: 0
Rifles: 1
Shotguns: 0
Throwing:  0
Medical: 0
Hunting: 0
Technical: 0
Survival:  0

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Equipment

Armor:
 military protective vest,

Tools:
 map of exclusion Zone,
 military communicator,

Weapons:
 trench knife,
 AKM rifle with 6 magazines (-1 bullet);

Misc:
 picture of girlfriend,

Artifacts:
 3x Charged plate

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Faction: Military Stalker

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Active effects: None

Name: Viltriskia Nikita
Gender: male

Appearance: A Grizzled man in  filthy clothes consisting of worn jeens. a dirt dirty woolen coat, and a filthy half-buttoned shirt.
Biography: A Poor man from a town near the Tunguska River in Russia. He was poor and offered to work as an expandable asset for a private company to go to the zone and get stuff.

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Health status: Near Death

Head - heavy bruised, slight scratches - treatment applied;
Torso - heavy lacerations, slight scratches - treatment applied;
Hands - right hand severely damaged, scratches, lacerations, - treatment applied; both arms scratched, right arm punctured, - treatment applied,
Legs - left leg lost

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Stats

Strenght: 0
Dexterity: 1
Intelligence: 0
Intuition: 0
Luck: 1

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Skills:

Hand to hand: 3
Sidearms: 1
Rifles: 0
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 0
Medical: 0
Hunting: 1
Technical: 0
Survival: 0

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Equipment

Encumbrance: 4/50

Water bottle - 2 litres;

clothes, *right shoe damaged* {worn}
trenchcoat {worn}
protective vest {worn}
AKM with 9 magazines (current 20 bullets),
Makarov pistol with 3 (-10 bullets) magazines,
health kit,
2 bread loaves

Artifacts: None

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Faction: Stalkers

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Active effects:

Name: Gher
Gender: Male
Species: Ghoul Hound
Description: A hairless rotting wolf, with chewed off ear ends and decayed eyes.  Covered in open wounds and sores, hardly any skin, showing the raw muscle underneath. 

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Health status: Fine [UNDEAD], bullets in body, gunshots all over body

Head:
Torso:
Front paws:
Rear paws:
Tail:

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Stats:
Strength: 4
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: -8
Intuition: 1
Luck: 0

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Skills:

The Beast: 2 -  acts as a stats buff, adding 1 point to all stats except Luck, for every two levels put in this skil. It must be activated and lasts two turns, with cooldown of one turn.

Beastly instinct: 0 - allows to let instincts take control and enter berserk, greatly increasing damage output but decreasing defense capabilities. At 6 or above player can control the berserking mutant.

Alpha male: 0 - influences player's ability to form pack of hounds and control them.

Ghoul regeneration: 1 - increasing this stat increases rate of body regeneration after eating flesh.

Black Ichor: 0 - this skill allows ghouls to somewhat control black ichor filling their veins, giving possibility to add 3 active effects to it. Currently - corrosive.

Ghoulish resistance: 0 - increases resistance to radioactivity and mechanical injuries.

Mutation: 3 - each mutant possesses ability to mutate further, developing more abilities and skills. The higher the number of points put in the skill, the higher the chance to successfully mutate.

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Equipment:

Nardo's right leg,

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Active effects:

Rotting  - for ghoulish mutants the effect is permament and increases without eating flesh.
Steel resistance {Permanent}
Rust resistance {Permanent}
+Regeneration

Name: Nardo Polo
Gender: male

Appearance: A filthy, scrawny, and very shifty looking man of indeterminate age dressed in rags and with very long matted hair.
Biography: He's been wandering around for a very long time. Doing the odd job and stealing the odd thing. He has a drug problem and his memory's a bit fragmented.

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Health status: Near Death [Bleeding] Heavy lacerations all over body, dismemberment

Head
Torso - Bruised; right lung punctured and fried - puncture treatment applied; acid wounds; chemical burns on back, two knives lodged in,
Hands - Heavy bruised,
Legs - Heavy bruised; acid wounds; right leg ripped off - limb remaining's makeshift treatment applied,

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Stats
Strenght: 0 +6
Dexterity: 1 +6
Intelligence: 0
Intuition: 1
Luck: 0

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Skills

Hand to hand: 0
Sidearms: 0
Rifles: 0
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 2
Medical: 0
Hunting: 0
Technical: 0
Survival: 1

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Equipment

Encumbrance: 10/50

Water bottle - 2 liters;

assorted drugs (1 portion left),
Filthy rags {worn}
first prize marbles tournament badge,
1 day food ration,
6 throwing rocks,
hotel room key,
old throwing knives set (4 knives)
steel throwing knives set (9 knives),
trenchcoat with protective vest and camouflage {worn}
communicator,
map of exclusion zone,

Artifacts: None

Money: 4350ru

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Faction: Mercenary

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Active effects:

Energized
- Regeneration
+1 roll bonus
Adrenaline Rush
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Name: Nix
Gender: Male

Appearance: Short, stocky, with a grizzly red mane surrounding his weather worn face.
Biography: A former mountain man, Nix knew that a trapper and hunter living in modern times was living on borrowed time.  With the natural world being chipped away, Nix felt that he could not live the soft life of cities, towns and suburbia.  Instead, he sought out the harshest of environs, and this of course, led him to the Zone.

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Health status: Unconscious

Head - Bruised
Torso - Heavily bruised
Hands
Legs

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Stats

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 0
Intuition: 2
Luck: -4

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Skills

Hand to hand: 1
Sidearms: 1
Rifles: 1
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 0
Medical: 0
Hunting: 1.
Technical: 0
Survival: 1

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Equipment

Encumbrance: 9/60

Water bottle - 2 liters;

Leather and fur suit - scratched;
furry hat,
AKM with 2 magazines,
Makarov's pistol with 6 ammo clips,
complex keys,
flash grenade,
3 tins of canned meat
box of rusks

Artifacts: None

Money: 0

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Faction: Stalker

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Active effects:

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Name:Anna Iveson
Gender:female

Appearance:A young girl around the age of 14 with died green hair tied into a ponytail,she has wide curious yet kind green eyes and is 5ft0 feet tall she does have boobs they are inconsequential and small.
Biography:Living with her family her whole life happily and joyfully Anna never thought shed have to do this until her dear sister big sister miriel a stalker disappeared and now Anna terrified for her sister ran here with some spare gear her sister left at home.

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Health status: Fine

Head
Torso
Hands
Legs

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Stats:

Strenght: 0
Dexterity: 0
Intelligence:1
Intuition: 1
Luck: 2

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Skills:

Hand to hand: 0
Sidearms: 0
Rifles: 0
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 0
Medical: 1
Hunting: 0
Technical: 1
Survival: 3

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Equipment

Encumbrance: 15/50

Water bottle - 2 liters;

child sized camoflauge and casual clothes,
protective radiation suit,
a simple hunting knife,
fire starting kits,
flint and tinder,
geiger counter,
painkillers and a first aid kit,
12 survival rations,
map of exclusion Zone.

Artifacts: None

Money: 0

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Faction: Stalker

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Active effects:

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Goal: save big sis miriel!

Name: Lorence "Lucky" Jackson
Gender: Male

Appearance: Age:31, 5'2, 200 lbs, Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, White Skin, Large Tatoo of someone by the name of "Alice" On his back.
Biography: Over the Last twelve years he has managed to Gain a Decent sized Fortune Gambling over the last 6 years, but Recently he seems to have won the wrong game, Mostly since Several Gangsters Broke into his house in the middle of the night and Threatened to kill him if he didn't get lost... That quickly Escalated to him being Driven Out here With some basic Supplys and a note that said "If you return we WILL find you and Kill you."

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Health status: Fine

Head
Torso
Hands
Legs

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Stats:

Strength: 1
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: 0
Intuition: 3
Luck: 7

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Skills

Hand to hand: 0
Sidearms: 0
Rifles: 2
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 1
Medical: 0
Hunting: 1
Technical: 0
Survival: 3

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Equipment

Clothing:
 Head:
  GP-5 gas mask [not worn],

Tools:
 geiger counter,
 first aid kit,

Weapons:
 hunting knife (with damaged handle),
 AKM rifle with ammo belt ( 249 bullets, almost about the capacity of 5 magazines),

Water and food:
 Water bottle - 2 liters,
 1 day food rations,

Artifacts:
 2x blue glowdust
 1x green glowdust

Money: 0

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Faction: Stalker

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Active effects:

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Name: Ronald Roman
Gender: male

Appearance: 1.80 meters tall, brown long hair, average build, brown eyes, long scar on the torso.
Biography: Ronald never liked his life. He was quite successful, but he never cared about it: he just couldn't stand people. That's why he decided to abandon everything and become a stalker. 

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Health status: Fine

Head
Hands
Torso
Legs

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Stats

Strenght: 2
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: 0
Intuition: 1
Luck: 0

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Skills

Most weapon skills improves usage and accuarcy of chosen weapon.

Hand to hand: 3
Sidearms: 0
Rifles: 0
Shotguns: 0
Throwing: 0
Medical: 1
Hunting: 0
Technical: 0
Survival: 2

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Equipment

Encumbrance: 9/50

Water bottle - 2 litres;

warm clothes,
tent,
knife,
2 days food rations,
rusty screwdriver,
teeth necklace [flesh giant trophy],

Artifacts:

1x Battery

Money: 0

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Faction: Stalker

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Active effects:
+Radiation
+Regeneration

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