You are a low-level Renegade grunt, however you don’t want to be. In fact, you’re only doing this to protect your family, who are under threat by Renegades in the eastern Downtown area (near the border between Downtown and The Wharf suburbs). You wear one of those damn masks, and carry around a machete that your father gave you before he was ripped apart by the infected (you can describe how it looks if you get it back).

Well… not at the moment you aren’t, because the Peacekeeper’s confiscated your weapon and have you tied up, on your knees outside their Floating Fortress in The Wharf, because your idiot lieutenant decided that the group was gonna go terrorise Peacekeeper territory.

A black haired, light skinned PK slaps you across the face, denting the mask you wear (his name is Sgt Daniel Evans but you don’t know that).

Daniel: “I’m gonna ask again, WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN THE WHARF!?”

He smacks you in the gut with a baton, and mumbles “Fuckin’ Renegades…” under his breath. It’ll probably take a lot of charisma, and luck get yourself off the hook and get your dad’s machete back. Good luck, you’ll bloody need it.