1. Alias
   Prick
2. Mental
   Calm and collected, happy yet enjoys violence
3. Morale
   Upbeat, Confident
4. Date of birth
   1991-03-14 (26 years old)
5. Place of birth
   Ireland
6. Nationality
   Irish, American
7. Ethnicity
   Caucasian
8. Languages
   English, Latin And Gaelic
9. Relationship
   None
10. Family
    Callaghan O'Sullivan (Brother)
11. Religion
    Catholic

1. Height
   190 cm
2. Weight
   95 kg
3. Build
   Not Ripped but clearly "Very Strong"
4. Hair
   Short back & sides, long slicked back on top (black)
5. Eyes
   Bright Blue
6. Alignment
   Chaotic Good
7. Features
   Left-side of his neck: Mary Magdalene
   Right hand index finger: AÉQUITAS, the Latin word for justice.
   Chest, left-hand side, over heart: 'Norman', in cursive.
   Right forearm: Celtic Cross
   Back: Christ's feet on the cross.
   Left thigh: A shield knot.
8. Equipment
   Where a Cross Necklace Identical to his brother
9. Occupation
   Vigilante
10. Affiliation
    His brother
11. Role
    Professional Ass-Kicker

My name is Quaid O'Sullivan you dont know me yet, but you will !

When I was a wee lad back in school I got into a tussle with some punk who stole my lunch money, now you see I lost this "fight" but I swore an oath myself I would never be pushed around like that ever again mark my words, and ever since that day I have grabbed life by the metaphorical Bollocks and stormed through it with my older brother Callaghan O'Sullivan the toughest son of a gun you've ever met.

We came to Chernarus to settle a score with a coexisting "mafia" and ever since that day we have vowed to bring peace to the broken land, doing good for the good people and doing even worse to the bad ones puffs on cigar, and will continue to do so until the evil is eradicated. Some people might see that as trying to fight an illness with another illness but the way I see it is for no gain of my own.

So let me leave ya with food for thought..

"Whatever doesn't kill me ....better start running"

A Prayer from our father :

And Shepherds we shall be for thee, my lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.