Ricky Marino, a small boy growing up in Arezzo. My mother Adele, she was a young woman when she had Tony and I. We are the oldest sons out of the Marino boys. There are approximately 16 of us. We don't even know half of them. The only ones I met were Tony, Benny, Lorenzo, Manny, and Joey.
I arrived in Chernarus because we were taking a small passenger plane to have a "family reunion" of some sort. We arrived in a land that was greener but, still had the infected roaming the area. From Balota Airstrip I was in the streets alone. Everybody I knew left Tony and I abandon there. We went along the coast to see if we could find anybody relaxing, or arriving from shore. We saw an island off in the distance. We decided to swim to it and the group occupying it greeted us. They had food galore, tents everywhere, food, the prison was a paradise.