War, war never changes.
From the dawn of time, man organized into tribes. Man nearly drove itself to extinction in conflict over lands and women. And after the nuclear ashes settled, tribes emerged once more from the melted veneer of civilization. And immediately resumed man's self-destructive cycle of raid, pillage, get raided, retaliate.
It is here in the wastes of California that you are born. It is here in the wastes that you will die. In a world of tribes, you begin alone. To walk alone is a difficult path. Some tribes may appear kind to you. Some may adopt you. But always with an end product in mind... just another foot soldier in the eternal battles of FOnline.
With time, you will be able to hone your skills, and through experience rise to the top, just as countless others have done before you. You will change from a clean cut newb to a scruffy veteran.
But war, war never changes.
Welcome to FOnline, howie. If you need some basic gear and in-game training, do not hesitate to contact me.