Following a lifetime of insurance scams, failed careers, and a lifelong dream of being a star, Frank thought he had finally lucked out when he landed himself a job on the cruise ship Costa Risacca only a few months before the outbreak. His days on the ship consisted of mopping floors in the morning and playing his old acoustic guitar for the passengers in the evening, usually followed by getting blackout drunk every night with the few friends he had made in the crew.
On one fateful night, however, the ship went down during a bad storm, near the coast of South Zagoria. Frank, along with some of the friends he had made in the crew, managed to escape the sinking ship in their lifeboats, but the storm made it impossible to control their course and eventually brought them to the coast somewhere near Kovrov, where they would soon learn of the infection spreading all across the country.
Nearly half a year into the outbreak, Frank and the remaining survivors would once again take to the sea, after hijacking a couple of UN boats being navigated by local survivors. With their newly aquired guns and transport, they roamed the Green Sea looking for survivors to either join them or steal from.
This way of life seemed to work well for Frank, until he managed to piss off the wrong person in their crew. Seeing no other option, he snuck away during the night in a lifeboat filled with stolen supplies.
This bio is intentionally vague. I might add to it soontm, if I feel like it.