Meet James West. Born in January of 2000, 19 years of age to date. Born from Sandra West, father unknown, in Pennsylvania, USA. James came to Chernarus the year before the outbreak, with the desire for exploration and seeking knowledge of the land's horticulture, the people's lifestyle, culture, and history. As a child, James' mother had countless men come in and out of their lives, one by the name of Ken. Ken was fascinated with bushcraft, and survivalism, always prepared for a "shit hits fan" sort of situation. Being fond of Ken, James decided to learn all he could, fascinated with the outdoors and the very aspect of an apocalypse related event actually taking place. However, nothing could have prepared him for the real thing. Having being living in the Severograd region of Chernarus at the time of the first stages of the outbreak, James forced himself up north with nothing but Ken's knife and the clothes on his back. Certain some sort of defense force or other government organization would blame foreigns of their homeland, James chose temporary exile. Little did he know it'd be this long, with no sign of change in this infected world. He settled in the wooded areas just north of Novodmitrovsk. With only his will to remain alive, he was able to sneak through the construction areas of Novo, in search of a shovel, pickaxe, and other useful items to sustain his survival. With his shovel, horticulture is possible. With the pickaxe, stone for a stone oven over a fireplace would serve useful for a clean source of water. Had he not known Ken, perhaps he'd still be back in Severograd, dealing with the CDF at this time, but instead, he took his chances doing what he knows best, and taking his lessons into effect. The big issue, it's been years since James learned all he did about surviving outside of urban civilization, and he'd been so used to city life, that most of the taught lessons about survival no longer remained known like the back side of his hand. The big question was how quickly he could recollect, and if he still was competent enough to put what he knew into effect if it meant his survival. Through the two years in the outbreak, he learned he still had a knack for horticulture, and could in fact keep a sustainable food source. However, there was word of bandits lurking in the north, taking advantage of survivors such as James' way of living. He'd have to grow enough for a trip, and who knows what lays ahead in his future, or how long he could stay alive being nomadic. With countless infected, unknown to James having not encountering one in over a year, the destination-lacking journey would prove the most difficult task he ever was forced to accomplish. Could James stay true to his morals and ethics? Could he refrain from resorting to violence? I guess there is only one way to find out.