Daryl Dixon grew up in the Appalachian Mountains of Northern Georgia alongside his older brother Merle, under the roof of their neglectful redneck parents, their father, an abusive alcoholic, alongside their chain-smoking mother. Merle was the only inspirational figure he had during his youth and thus inherited his backward views on society; however, due to his older brother's service in juvenile detentions, he became frequently absent from Daryl's life, and thus he was reluctantly forced to fend for himself, where he developed a hard-boiled survivalist mindset. Daryl is the younger brother of Merle and the last surviving member of his family. Daryl is an expert at hunting, tracking, navigation, and observation. This story is set in Georgia, before the events of the apocalypse. Daryl is living a solitary life, using his skills to get by. Hes apart of a motor cycle gang, main deal. Everyone knows Daryl Dixons name, hes a suppoused badass, he wears a leather jacket, all that deal. The story starts off at some gang party, all these motor bike guys, smoking drinking. Drugs, pool. That shit, women.