I used to live in Ireland before "It" all happened, it was a calm, peaceful life of a farmer. Everyday I would feed the animals, I loved that little farm. About 2 years after my father died I decided to join my close friend who moved over to Chernarus. So I sold my little farm and moved over with him, I worked in his farm over in Stary Sober. I loved that farm, we used to take care of all the animals and I knew everybody in that town. That had to be the best 4 years of my life working that farm and living there. But then "it" all happened.