Traveller camp life hardened this bastard up quickly, spitting him out at the age of 16 to a tough world. Latem made his living fair quick though, catching work aboard a dodgy vessel sailing out of Spain into the Africas. It became apparent quickly that this vessel was armed, illegally, disguising itself as a metal transportation ship to aid in flash assaults on unarmed merchant vessels. Latem wasn't much for killing and they didn't do it all that often, only once or twice, that sort of shit gets you a bounty real quick. What he wanted instead was all the metal they could find on every ship they raided. Their communal cabin, at least on his side, became filled with useless bits of metal and junk, but the crew didn't mind it as long as he kept whipping up excellent grub for them. Odd trinkets they thought, harmless for the traveller lad. Little did they know that the combined weight of all of his metal would eventually tear a fuck massive hole through the shitty wooden floor of their cabin, slamming down into the base of the ship and tearing a small hole in it. Quickly, the ship filled with water cause most of the crew were stoned or drunk off their tits, sinking the vessel. Latem was arrested by Chernarussian authorities after he floated by a patrol vessel shouting obscenities at them. Cuffs slid on, he was brought back to shore and beaten pretty badly. Fortunately, they made the mistake of giving a traveller metal and he strangled one of them with his cuffs, killed the other with a headbutt and stomped the final one in the nuts so bad that he became a woman.
With that, he slapped a nearby fishing family into submission, yoinked their rowboat and rowed on over to Deer Isle. Shortly after, the infection broke out and Latem decided Deer Isle was a good place to start building his metal fortress.