Although you are trained to talk and act just like a typical citizen of Uglavaria, you are an Oscarian spy. A dangerous job, but the continued existence of freedom itself depends on spys like you. You have taken on the name Igmac Vorlei, you have a tiny farm with eight chickens and two goats, and during the days you work at the bomb factory, helping to build those massive ploders that can take out a half block when dropped from a plane.
