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Realistic or Modern Storm The Front: Character Sheets

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Storm The Front
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Rifleman

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Marksman

Sniper/Spotter

Sapper

Signaller

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Name: Xander Kleavs

Appearance:
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Date of Birth + Age: December 21st, 1941. 16 years old. Registered as 18. (Lied on application)

Height: 6'1"

Weight:
160 lbs

Background: Xander is the youngest of seven sons and the last to go to war. He was always the smartest and the quickest to learn new skills. He possessed incredible aim from a young age, and his intelligence lent him easily to the role of a sniper. Family history is mostly classified.

Combat Record: None. He's fresh meat.

Combat Role: Sniper

Extra: Can speak multiple languages
 
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Name:
Alphonse Benedict

Appearance:
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Date of Birth + Age:

3rd April 1932. 25 Years of Age

Height:
5' 9"

Weight:
192 lb

Background:
Alphonse was the first of three sons, and the first to be shipped off to combat. Turning eighteen just when the war started was beyond what one could describe as bad luck. It was almost as if someone had it out for him, causing the war just as a means of trying to get him buried.

That statement could almost be taken literally. The Battle of Jov almost had Benedict coming home in a wooden box. He'd been the only signaller left to call support - a luxury that was already wearing thin. He don't know how he managed to pull through. Maybe he just got lucky when the enemy decided to huddle together in the final strike before being wiped out by 150mm artillery shells.

It's been seven years, now. That's seven birthdays he's managed to get through. All Benedict can hope for now is that he'll make it to his eighth.


Combat Record:

Benedict took up arms when the war started. A total of seven years fighting on foreign front lines.

Combat Role:
Signaller

Extra:
Benedict's the stereotypical perfectionist. Nothing's done until it is done right.
 
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Name:
Nathaniel Gray
Appearance:
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Date of Birth + Age:
17th March 1938. 19 Years of Age

Height:
5' 11"

Weight:
187 lbs

Background:
Nathaniel is the oldest of two other siblings, a younger brother, and sister. He enlisted with one of his friends as soon as they both turned 18. After a brief segment of training, Nathaniel suddenly found himself on the frontline. He and his friend were separated after their first engagement, and ended up serving in two different units. As far as Nathaniel was concerned, this war was more than he bargained for.

War, surprisingly enough, turned out to be nothing like what the posters and recruiters preached. The battlefield is loud, confusing, and violent. Though the worst of it, Nathaniel thought, was the smell. The constant stench of rot and burning riddled Nathaniel's senses with disgust. Being of the many enlisted riflemen, he had not yet realized they were often the cannon fodder of the frontline. Simple yet critical to the campaign's success. Command could always use another body to toss onto the fire of enemy entrenchments, or as another layer of flesh to protect strategic points from probing assaults.

Somehow though, perhaps out of pure luck, Nathaniel has managed to survive a whole year. The days pass by slowly, and Nathaniel hopes the war ends before his number is finally called.


Combat Record:
A single year of active service.

Combat Role:
Rifleman

Extra:
Nathaniel is a chronic insomniac. He is often unable to sleep on the frontlines.
 
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