Times do not choose.

He ended up in quite a predicament! Like any decent protagonist who finds themselves in a new world, the hero landed in the body of a boyar's son, the sole heir to immense wealth and vast lands... Everything seemed perfect, it was the beginning of the 13th century, his own skills remained, and the aftertaste hadn't disappeared. Live and be happy! But there's always a fly in the ointment...
No sooner had he come to his senses after the transfer, he found himself in a dungeon due to a malicious accusation! His family was gone, killed, no one to speak up for him! The inheritance, as it turned out, had already been taken, the ancestral lands had disappeared in an unknown direction. Luckily, there was a small house left for him to live in. And that's it! Do what you can, survive! But how can you survive when the voivode and the posadnik are plotting against you, sending you to certain death?
Yes, times in Rus' have always been tough, no matter how you look at them. The Lithuanian army is relentlessly advancing, plundering and ravaging the lands of Toropets, Novgorod, and Smolensk. The Vatican is preparing for another crusade against the Slavs, and hordes of Danes are systematically capturing the coast of Estland. And as always, Rus' is torn apart by princely and boyar feuds!