After 125 years in cryo, you’d finally been awakened, a rather abrupt awakening as you were greeted by a dead home planet and the promise of a new one. You were sent down to scout it, along with the others, including Murphy. The red sun was rough, Emori was infected. Miller, Jackson and Bellamy soon followed… but despite all that, you had all made it through. After Clarke’s daring rescue, you’d all been accepted into Sanctum.

There wasn’t really enough space for all of you, so as a temporary accommodation, you were asked to stay in the rooms above the tavern. Everyone parted ways, sharing different rooms and you’d gotten stuck with Murphy. He was currently splayed out on the bed, “Man… this is way better than the ark.”