Before the end of the world as everyone knew it, Garsin was an avid natural bodybuilder hoping to compete in big time strongman competitions. As he started becoming more successful, he started entering competitions until he was making enough to stop working. Growing up however, his family owned a blacksmith forge and would make old tools, armor, and weapons as part of a medieval history tour or just to sell things online. Naturally, he found interest in this and would help his father with the forge when he had the time. When he quit working, he had even more time to spend with his father in the forge to the point that he ended up working the forge while his dad's supervised. Normally, of coarse, this would only be on his off time from working out and away from competitions. Another year went by and Garsin was on his way to a small competition in Washington, mostly to visit his cousin and show off "kick ass" armor he made out of titanium, which was no small feat and took a long time to save for the materials. It was then however that the weather and environment program was initialized, and everything ended.
Garsin was never able to hear word from any of his family. For all he knew they were long gone. The competition never took place, of coarse, and Garsin never made it to his cousin. Turns out, when all the plants were bursting forth, it made his cousin's house collapse on top of him, hopefully killing him quickly. It was not long after that he heard a rumor about the military setting up a refuge. They hadn't publically announced it yet because it wasn't ready. Garsin tried to drive there, but after everything went down, his car ran out of gas and he had no way getting more. Instead, he decided to take his belongings and leave the car. He found shelter for one night that would haunt him to this day. While he was never found by the ghouls that now roam the outside at night, he could hear the screams of those that were. He didn't know what happened and quite frankly he didn't want to find out. The next day he decided to wear the armor and along his travels he picked up a bush ax from an old shed. It was another night that he somehow survived, though it wasn't without indecent. He had killed three regular ghouls that had found his hiding spot early in the morning, luckily there weren't any others, but he decided to move on before more showed up.
That evening, he reached what would later be called "refuge". The people guarding the place were frightened at first by the huge armored man, but quickly regained their resolve as they questioned him. Garsin told them that he would like to stay, but in exchange he would like to help in any way possible. Since then he has been smithing tools, construction supplies, armor, weapons, and anything else needed for the refuge. Most of his time in the beginning was forging supplies and helping to build the wall. Building the wall, however, was no small task. There were attacks by, bandits, desperate refugees, and ghouls alike. Over time, Garsin lost a majority of his armor except, the upper chest and helmet, though they did have some wear and repairs done to them from scraps of the broken armor. This is also where he gained a number of his scars from constant fighting until the wall was finally finished. Since then, Garsin mostly keeps to his job at the forge, working and teaching others, unless absolutely needed for fighting or scavenging.