Not much can be said about Shaldik Zuvrada. He spent his entire life in the wastelands surrounding Nyheim. Born from a woman he only knew as "Äidi", Shaldik and his mother lived with a few other people in a community of 5 people somewhere in Finnmark. There, the village raised the child. The community they lived in taught him how to fish, hunt, communicate, and survive. They taught him the history of the world he found himself in -- how back then, life was fun and easy. They told him about how a virus had brought the world the Elders once knew to its knees, and plunged everyone into a new era. They taught him how the people inside the walls of Nyheim were worse off than they were. While their lives were more cushy, they were not free. Out here, he was free. Out here was everything. He spent the majority of his life there; and for a time, life was good. To him, these 5 people were all he knew.
When he reached the age of approximately 10, he was allowed to join the others on their excursions into Nyheim. They would steal supplies from the citizens inside the walls only when absolutely necessary. This is how they got clothes, medicine, and other commodities if they were availalble. Shaldik was surprised at the ammenities offered in Nyheim -- to him, he has never had his own house, or room, or bathroom, or anything the people in the walls had. But Shaldik's elders were very clear -- to live inside the wall is to live in Hell.
When the bombs went off, the Elders were fearful. They wanted to move farther away from the city. They did not know who was making explosions or why. It was unanimously voted to move farther away from Nyheim and hold off entering the walls unless it was a matter of life or death. That day would come soon enough.
A sizable group of infected individuals, known to the Elders as "the Others", made way towards the new encampment during the night. Äidi had fallen asleep during her shift of night watch. She was the first to go. The others reacted quickly to her screaming, but firearms wouldn't do much else but attract more of the Others, and possibly other people in the surrounding area. They had trained for this many times over the years. Everyone knew that if they were sieged, they were to fight silently if possible, and run otherwise. Shaldik, as young as he was, was too overwhelmed watching his mother die to be rational. He screamed, and kicked as the Elders dragged him away. Saving his life was more important than comforting. They decided by majority vote to make way towards Nyheim. Being under regieme is a lot more preferrable than dying. While the Elders made way towards Nyheim, Shaldik turned tail and slipped away in the darkness. By the time they noticed, he was long gone.
A year later, Shaldik is alone. He has no idea of the fate of the Elders. On the rare occasion he entered the walls they were nowhere to be found. He has given up. Now, all he wants to do is live.