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Eamon Hanley
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
    Stable, Determined, Angered
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1996-07-14 (21 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Limerick, Ireland
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
  9. Relationship
  10. Family
    Aiden Hanley (Deceased), Nyeela Hanley (Alive)
  11. Religion
    Roman Catholic


  1. Height
    188 cm
  2. Weight
    77 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
    Short, Brown
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Good
  7. Features
    - Religion
    - Loyalty
    - Discipline & Order
    - His brothers and sisters in arms
    - Good humour

    - Disorder
    - Crudeness
    - Abusiveness
    - Gun Fighting
    - Loudmouthed Civilians
    - Recklessness

    Personal Motto: Duty first, self second.

    - Straight, long white scar on the upper side of his left hand, stretching from his middle knuckle to the bottom of his thumb.
    - Small scar deviating to the upper right side of his abdomen.
  8. Equipment
    - Irish Army Uniform [Currently Stored]
    - Steyr AUG service rifle
    - A small crucifix
    - A pair of cracked aviator glasses
  9. Occupation
    Soldier, Peacekeeper
  10. Affiliation
    United Nations Remnants
  11. Role


Eamon Hanley was born on the 14th of July, 1996, in the small, southern city of Limerick, Ireland. Eamon’s father, an unskilled construction worker who never finished school, was rarely home, working heavily during the construction boom years in Ireland and, later, drinking with an even heavier hand than with which he had laid brick. More often than not, after a few pints of alcohol to relieve the stress of hard labour, his father would return home with a fury which he took out on Eamon. Bruises, cuts, occasional trips to the accident and emergency room, most weeks for Eamon growing up were punctuated by a drunken fist or palm. His mother, Nyeela, a night nurse at the regional hospital, would bear a degree of his abuse too, though more often than not she spent most of her down time at home tending to the consequences of Aiden’s drunkenness, which manifested itself on their son.

Growing up, Eamon attended their local primary school, never really achieving much beyond being exceptionally average. Being a city kid in a suburban school wasn’t easy, most of his classmates came from better families than him, dressed in freshly bought uniforms, new schoolbags every year, smart haircuts, everything that Eamon wished he had. His classmates didn’t make it any easier, Eamon was tough, father’s fists and words had made sure of that, and powered through the snide remarks, deliberate isolation and bully groups they formed to mess with him in the classroom. Eventually, he moved on to a public secondary school in the city, attending the school with a primary school friend called Nathan. Nathan and Eamon were inseparable, they came from similar families, as regrettable as they both found it, and were both enthusiastic about sports, games and getting in trouble. School seemed to fly by and, before they knew it, they were facing the intimidating choice of career prospects after school. Nathan’s father had been a soldier in the Defence Forces, in other words the Irish Army, and he planned on following in his footsteps when he was of age. Eamon wasn’t certain what he wanted to do, there weren’t many prospects for the son of a drunken builder and a mother too scared to leave him, and the Defence Forces seemed like a way out for him. Besides, what else was he going to do, right?

After they filled out their forms at the recruitment office, Eamon returned home to inform his parents that he’d be going away for the 17 week training course required to be taken by all army recruits. The evening he told them, his father had been drinking and his mother was about to leave for her night shift, their reactions were quite severe to say the least. Nyeela left after giving him an earful about how soldiering was a joke of a profession in the modern day, his father sat in his weathered old chair, remaining surprisingly quiet until she left for her night shift. When she left, his father stood up after a few minutes and they began to argue, his father drunkenly and Eamon with some fervour. Their argument turned into a shoving match, Eamon was a strong young man and his father, though past his prime, was not a man you wanted to mess with, made strong by years of hard labour in the construction industry. Eamon, trying to be the better man, reached for his coat and turned to leave their home. Stepping out of the living room towards the front door, his father stumbled after him heavily, firing vile insults at him as he opened the door to leave. Out on the tarmacadam of their driveway, his father stumbled out and tripped over the lip of their front porch, crashing heavily against the hard ground. A loud groan escaped his lips and Eamon turned his head slightly, halfway between the footpath and the porch. His father was lying on the ground, clutching his arm, bundled up and shaking from side to side. Eamon didn’t know what was wrong, maybe a stroke, maybe a heart attack, but he knew that if he didn’t call an ambulance, his father would probably die. He felt his phone in his hand, tapping in the emergency services number, moving to his ear as he prepared to call it in… then he remembered… every black eye, every drunken rant, every fearful night spent tucked up under the sheets waiting for that son of a bitch to come in and do what he always did… he felt his phone slide back into his jacket pocket as he turned to walk up the drive way. The emergency services never received a call from Eamon that night, Aiden’s body was discovered by a neighbour in the early hours of the morning and his death was ruled natural, with no indication of foul play.

Eamon’s career in the military was again, by all accounts, average when it first started out. Nathan, ever eager to join the army, was rejected on his first round due to a failure in both the interviewing and fitness sections of the recruitment process. His second application proved to be a success and, following his 17 week training course, they were both enlisted with the 12th Infantry Battalion as three star privates. Eamon slowly progressed his career in the army, performing the routine duties of any Irish infantry soldier during peacetime, providing support to the Gardai, secure complex patrols and, occasionally, providing assistance to armed transports containing valuable cargo, such as state funds.

In 2017, Eamon’s unit, 12th Infantry, was selected to participate in a widespread peacekeeping mission directed by the United Nations. By all accounts, it was an exciting, though somewhat intimidating prospect for Eamon, there were practical benefits to becoming a peacekeeper; it looked great on his record to help progress his career and came with a nice bump in pay for the time he was deployed. Unfortunately, his long-time friend Nathan was not included in the deployment to Chernarus, receiving a posting elsewhere in Europe as part of a similar directive. Arriving in a foreign country, far from home, all he knew, alone and facing a situation with which he nor any of his fellow soldiers were familiar, Eamon would soon find life taking yet another miserable turn.

- Phelan Sokol

- Dolores Haze

- Reed Hamilton

Default for all new encounters.


United Nations Remnants

Aims: (Subject to change)

- Maintain the safety and security of the remaining United Nations personnel and related civilians.

- Act according to a balance between his soldiering instinct and his faith.

- Assist and aid anybody he can, regardless of affiliation.

- Protect Phelan and Dolores from harm.

- Discover Nathan's whereabouts and reconnect with him if possible.

Current Injuries:

- Faint bruising on his face, barely noticeable.

Healed Injuries:

- Deep laceration on left hand.

Many thanks to @Brayces for Eamon's likeness, linked below:








Pictures will probably be changed at some point, needed placeholders for now ^_^ 

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27 minutes ago, Brayces said:


I have a court order saying that I can't...

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Ppl gonna tink your me.

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Great Character from what i saw so far :) 5 Stars! Nice meeting you dude

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14 hours ago, Roach said:

Great Character from what i saw so far :) 5 Stars! Nice meeting you dude

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<3 Eamon!

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Klick <- He should show that more often... :P From time to time a hug would be good. 

Nice page though my friend. ^_^


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YAY! We're FREINDS! <3

Just now, Brayces said:

YAY! We're FREINDS! <3

FRIENDS* Damnit ...

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I never saw you link the Pic I drew of Eamon in here! Aww <3

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