Scav's Stories (Escape From Tarkov)
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Last published Fri, May 3, 2024
Scav has no idea what is happening outside of the Norvinsk Special Economic Zone. Nor does he care. Every day he fights to survive with whatever he can alongside his friend and fellow scavenger Aleksandr. But neither know of just what exactly they've gotten themselves into when they meet with a squad of BEAR PMC's, who offer cash in exchange for one thing: a guide to TerraGroup's labs far away up in the mountains. With no choice, Scav must decide, is the prospect of enough money to repay his debts enough to endanger himself and his friend?
(Scav):
5'11"
age: 32
thin, but muscular
dark brown hair (cut buzzed short)
Hazel eyes
clean shaven face
Army cap (dark olive drab)
aviator sunglasses
ANA Tactical Alpha chest rig (Olive)
Black Adidas Tracksuit top
Groupa 99 T20 Backpack (Speckle camo)
BEAR TIGR pants (dark green camo)
AKS-74U (30rd. Bakelite mags 5.45x39, rusty dust cover, slightly bent charging handle) (Usually has PS gs ammo)
PL-15 (9x19PARA pistol, 16rd. Mags)
sawed off shotgun (12 gauge, 2rd. Buckshot)
RGN grenades
improvised grenades
Hatchet
knife
(Aleksandr):
5'7"
age: 52
stocky, but stout
graying black hair (short, slicked back)
dark gray eyes
scruffy, unkept stubble and mustache
scars on his knuckles and left cheek
Black beanie
Black bandana (around neck)
worn gray flannel coat
8B2 body armor (flora)
VKBO Army bag
Gray pants (patch on the left knee)
Old soviet era combat boots
TOZ-106 (20 ga. mag fed shotgun) (2rd. Mags)
CR200DS Revolver (6rd. Cylinder, 9x19PARA)
Bowie knife
RGD5 grenade
(Lev):
6'2"
burly, well muscled, like a bear
bald
clean-shaven
scars on his knuckles and chin (was a boxer before)
SSh-68 steel helmet (paint chipping on the rim)
Peltor Tactical Sport headset
Sun glasses
FORT Defender-2 body armor
DIY IDEA Chest rig
Khaki Tactical sling bag
BEAR Recon pants
Steel toed boots (stolen off a USEC PMC)
AKM (30 rd. 7.62x39 metal mags, bent front sight)
P226R (15rd. 9x19PARA mags)
knife
RGN grenades
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