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Oswald Vingradov
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Character information
  1. Mental
    Unstable
  2. Morale
    Low
  3. Date of birth
    1985-05-23 (34 years old)
  4. Place of birth
    Podilsk, Chernarus
  5. Nationality
    Chernarussian
  6. Ethnicity
    White Slavic
  7. Languages
    Chernorussian(1st), English, Polish
  8. Relationship
    Divorced
  9. Family
    Ana Vinogradov (Wife), Samul Vinogradov (Son)
  10. Religion
    Orthodox

Description

  1. Height
    188 cm
  2. Weight
    79 kg
  3. Build
    Slim
  4. Hair
    Long and Messy
  5. Eyes
    Brown
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Occupation
    Former CDF Corporal (Dishonourably Discharged), General Practitioner.
  8. Affiliation
    The Regulators
  9. Role
    Doctor

Background

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Oswald Vinogradov was born a bastard on the 23rd of May in 1986 to a young couple in Podilsk, Eastern Chernarus.

He grew up poor, working from a young age to support his mother whilst his father was deployed in the Army, he often missed school and as a result, was rather uneducated. To any other Slavic family he would be seen as a disappointment, however, his parents, whom themselves were shunned in his Conservative Orthodox community, didn't seem to care.

Despite these measures, Oswald was a fairly happy child, he found no difficulty enjoying himself in the vast countrysides of Chernarus, playing with the local children and reading into various topics that interested him, most specifically history and classic cult literature.

Growing up Oswald shifted through jobs in an attempt to keep the family afloat, yet made an effort to go to school so he could graduate and get a job in a skilled labour field, however, failed to harbour any specific interest, his mind would rarely stick to anything for too long.

He grew tired of his forever shifting and stagnant employment issues and ended up placing all his focus into his individual interests, growing an appreciation for politics and global issues as age passed him.

Feeling ever more insignificant, he did his best to bolster his chances of finding sufficient employment and, hopefully thereafter, stable life for himself.

The early post-soviet world he lived in pushed him to more nationalistic tendencies and opinions, as he grew ever more distasteful of the still lingering communist state of mind that, in his mind, prevented his country from recovering its individual culture and relative traditions, growing up reading the novels of old opened his eyes to what a country could be. However, the institutions that governed the country still seemed so far away, both in mind and in principle.

Perhaps this was what inspired Oswald to join the military, either that or his growing frustration and need for simple order in his life. Regardless, the two reasons fit perfectly together.

He joined the military at the age of 20 in 2005, and, at least until other priorities arose, he never looked back. First serving as a guardsman and eventually a medic, he served with diligence and love in his heart. 

Whilst on leave in 2006 he met a girl by the name of Ana, a pretty young Slavic girl, whom quickly stole his heart. She was a grocer in a small town close to his own, kind-hearted yet hot on her heels, not afraid to make quips and jokes to make a hard life easier. Oswald would often take the drive to her town to shop, wilfully ignoring local institutions just to see her, they grew acquainted and eventually, she got the hint. One night he saw her at a bus stop, and, after offering her a lift, began speaking to her.

His life in the CDF was that of anybody else, time spent with similar individuals, using dark humour and tales of home to get through the day. Oswald enjoyed it for the most part. And made many great friends along the way. First working as a guardsman on the Novigrad base was a repetitive and often boring task however it was the only way he could feel as though he could properly serve whilst keeping his mother and new girlfriend happy. His father, who had also been in the military and rarely seen during his childhood opened up to him after this, and they bonded in a way only soldiers could. Oswald soon realised that his father has seen many things during his time serving in Afghanistan coming up to his birth and the events made it hard to fall back into civilian life.

Oswald eventually decided to become a field medic for reasons unsure to him at the time, he lacked any deep interest in such a field yet found the prospect of it rather endearing, coming from a specifically dull position, perhaps the simple idea of learning a profession seemed like a good idea. Regardless, he took to it quickly and began to appreciate it as a sort of craft, especially excelling in needlework and medicinal knowledge, such topics that require a mind of knowledge. He qualified as a field medic after a few months of training, by this point, he was awarded the Rank of Corporal and was assigned to a combat unit ahead of the 2009 Civil War.

 

 

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Oswald is often quiet, although not shy, he tends to reserve speech for when deemed necessary. This is mainly a derivative of his army career.

His mannerisms will change based on how much he respects/detests someone, however, he will usually act courteously in front of strangers. 

When he speaks English, he speaks it properly, in respect for the British poets and authors he so deeply respects.

He is often defensive of things he loves, and vocal against the things he hates.

He believes there is no truly negative emotion, and that each can be used to its own individual advantage.

He believes in firm punishment and will rarely show remorse for those who he believes deserve it, whether your moral compass deems it good or bad.

He shares no paternal relationship with patients, and instead, see's his medical work in a certain artistic nature.

Ugly things deserve to be destroyed, whereas beauty must be defended.

He believes there is no conceivable good or bad in the world, only the clash of ideology.

 

 

 

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Oswald has messy unkempt hair that he will often tie up.

His skin is rough, pale and untreated.

He has many freckles and blemishes over his body.

Injuries -

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Clothing -

An old canvas overcoat with various large pockets.

Pressed Pinstripe Trousers.

Hightop formal boots.

A tucked in thick wool shirt.

A simple under jacket.

A rucksack with basic supplies and an expansive medkit.

Weapons -

A 1911 Pistol.

Prefers use of a rifle if needs be, can be seen with one occasionally.

Personal Belongings -

Various books and literature.

A chained Cross.

A wallet with family photos.

His old CDF dog tags.

A printed copy of the Geneva code, with certain text scratched out.

A keychain with various unlabeled keys.

 


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