I am from a very small village. i am a sea fisherman. 31 Years old. Traveled all around the Green sea. Caught a lot of fish in my life. Never had any friends. Parents died when i was very young. Grew up with my Aunt. We lived a bit north from Berezhki and East from Belaya polana. Sea was just down the hill. So didn't had anything better to do. Made my own fishing rods, Hooks from chicken bones that my aunt threw out. Loved the hills and forests around me. When i was 20 i figured i needed a job so i can have my own place. Because living with my 55 year old aunt wasn't good enough. So i went to Svetloyarsks docks, found a fishing ships captain. Talked to him for about 20 minutes, and sailed out the next day. Life on the ship was rough. Always wet and cold, stinking dying fish all around. But that built up my immunity. Did runs of two years, came home for a month and sailed out again. And after five of these runs or ten years of fishing all around green sea. I come back to this wrecked place i once called home. Just to see how the world can change in 2 years. All i know in life is how to fish, and everything else i will need to learn the hard way. Hunting and skinning animals i can do, but humans no way. Need to find some supplies for the journey, to find a place that i could call home.