Pierre was born in a self-sustaining community near the town of Chibougamau in the province of Québec.
He was home schooled and was taught from a young age to plant and hunt to help out in the community. The leader of the community was, for a lack of a better term, a cult leader believing in the power of flesh and blood. Every time an elder would pass away, a great celebration would occur and a feast would be organized, the elder being the main meal. After a few years, the cult was short on elders, more and more and more accidents would happen to younger people. At a certain stage, our young man was took in by the cult leader and helped him in making these accidents happen. Slowly but surely, he mastered the art of accidents. After a while, the leader himself passed away and a feast was arranged. This is when things went bad for the community. Without any real leader, the community started to fall apart and whispers of what was happening there started to reach ears of undesirables. This quickly reached people on the inside, and soon after a few members of the community left for a new country to avoid repercussions. The landed in chernaruss and started a new community in a remote corner of the Black mountains. Since then, the apocalypse started and their numbers slowly dwindled.
Holy shit this is as good as my profile, and let me tell you, my profile is around
100% need a horse that goes 80kmh otherwise this game just isnt for me anymore.
Plus the game is already as scuffed as it it. Might as well put a few laughs in.
+1 from me chief.
Step 1: Go to soup
Step 2: Get some cooked food in my pants
Step 3: Never get cold
Step 4: Do again from step 1 when I die.
temperature is fine as soon as you got like a whole ass cooking pot in your pants, which I always have.
But otherwise I do hate the rain as its almost constant. Make Livonia sunny again.