Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5ā5
Weight: 140
Appearance: Unruly dark brown hair that reaches her shoulders. Gunmetal blue eyes. Very fair skin with the occasional freckle. Overall an average woman.
Clothing: Casual dress. Liz wears jeans and a t-shirt, or a thick dress with dark leggings. She tends toward neutral colors and silver jewelry.
Personality: Liz is very reserved and a bit timid. She doesnāt like conflict. She has basic medical training from her previous job as a nurse aide and canāt say no to a person in need. However, she tends to sweat during emergencies and at times loses her composure under pressure. Liz is a solitary woman but her survival drive is forcing her to reach out. Sheās exhausted by current events and unsure of her abilities.
Other: Liz is very, very afraid to die.
Inventory:
- small first aid kit (1 roll gauze, 10 bandages, collapsible CPR mouth guard)
- flash light
- pocket knife
- backpack with a change of clothes and a bottle of water. (She keeps most of her other supplies here as well)
- medical respiratory mask over a bandanna (it's all she has for the haze)
Liz was a nurse aide at a small Moscow clinic. Her mother, the only parent she had, died of a stroke when Liz was eighteen. With no father to speak of and no siblings, Liz has no family burden. She lives in a house where she rents a small attic space. The woman who owns the house was shopping in downtown Moscow when the thickest clouds of Haze rolled in. She never came home. Now, alone on the outskirts of the city, Liz huddles in fear. She keeps to herself inside the house and rarely ventures outside. She hasnāt decided what to do yet. Liz is packed and ready to run when the time feels right.