Patch Sykes born in Ashville North Carolina grew up to love history and always surround himself with it. Patch went through high-school determined to study and get into a good college to become a history professor to show and teach other about the glory of our past. His hard work paid off and after high-school he was accepted to the University of North Carolina Greensboro which was known to have an exceptional history program that wasn't far from his home city and his friends. In college he became especially fascinated with the culture and history of the old Soviet union and the Warsaw and NATO powers. He took several trips to Russia and Ukraine to tour and visit various old Cold War centers and establishments because "They were cool". After he graduated college with a masters in history he decided to travel more of the world before he began his career as a professor with two of his close friends from college Eric and Timothy. The three decided to get temporary Visa's to stay in Russia to tour more of the old population centers of the cold war era and to overall immerse themselves in the culture. They purchased a car and began touring Russia then Ukraine for a good year before they found their way to South Zagoria upon recommendations from a large group of inebriated Ukrainians at the border. The trio met some resistance at the border but were eventually cleared to travel through the country where they stopped and toured various sites. They stopped in Chernogorsk and struck up a conversation with a local American who moved to the country quite recently and he reccomended they visit the isle of Cernyelen otherwise known as Deer isle. His recommendation was for them to see the sights and beauty of that piece of land and possibly do some hunting, he assured the three it was safe especially after the recent annexation of the isle by Russia. The trio decided to sell the car and take what belongings they could carry and visit the isle. It took them a few days of travel but they reached Cernyelen on a boat with other locals and tourists and were greeted by a beautiful sight and the natural mountain landscape in the distance. The three stayed in a hotel in Stonington and went hiking and took a steady tour of the island. A month into their journey there were reports of some couple who got sick and there was a big scene in the hotel. Eric was there and said it was crazy the amount of vomit the guy spewed and management assured everything was fine and that they would make sure everyones stay was comfortable yada yada. Patch wasn't concerned about this and opted to stay in the same hotel because the price may be cheaper now that there was an incident. Eric said he wasnt feeling well soonafter and opted to stay at the hotel while the other two planned a two day trip to oceanville for some local cuisine and a fishing tour. When Timothy and Patch returned they found a police line not letting anyone into the hotel where Eric was and recommended that they go find somewhere else to stay. The next day at a cheap bed and breakfast without any word from their friend they were informed the military was mobilizing and started an evacuation of some kind. The two were brought to the airfield where the situation devolved quickly of the coming days rumors here, doom there, death of loved ones everywhere, nobody had a full picture of what was happening but they soon all understood the severity on the 28th of February when the two friends and all the refugees saw the waves of infected charging the airfield. The hellscape was too much to describe as Patch and Timothy ran for shelter with the vast swaths of people only to be met with gunfire and the infected alike. Timothy was gunned down in front of Patch by a soldier swiftly and stood in shocked silence as the mob of people converged upon soldier. Running is all he knew and all he could do as he made it to the western fence and frantically scaled it. He kept running tuning out the screams and gunfire as he fled to the coast. Patch spent day after day looking for food and trying not to be seen by the infected and eventually found himself back in Stonington. Patch found his way into the sewers and made himself a home there until the local military could take care of the problem. He met other survivors in the coming weeks all had stories to tell and many had information about the new line in the north none could cross. In June there was word of the line falling and the infection spreading all he could do is live day by day meal by meal. In July Patch had enough, he made his way out of the sewers with a few rallied survivors and slowly but steadily made their way to Camp Eagle to fetch arms. They found plenty in the overrun base and ferried many back to their hideout and spent much of their time trying to clear infected with no real progress for months. They established contact with other groups of survivors and gained information in the process and also bore witness to the new flotilla of Russian ship encircling the island. Patch was finding himself enjoying himself after a while and enjoying the sight of all the Russian hardware and military sights before him. As the months went on and the chaos continued on the closed off island he found his place selling arms and materials to various survivors he could find and negotiating at times where some found conflict, continuing to do so till present day truly thriving in the worst possible situation.