TODAY | 2023-03-30 19:30:00 (server time) | Starts in 16 hours, 24 minutes
Date of birth1999-06-13 (23 years old)
Place of birthNorth East England
LanguagesEnglish, Limited Russian, Limited Chernarussian
Features- Tattoo: Special Boat Service Knife with the words, "BY STRENGTH AND GUIDE"
- Tattoo: Left and Right arm sleeves, no particular meanings within
- Gunshot wound - Left thigh
OccupationEx Commando SBS
"Tough times don't last, but tough people do"
This was what Frank said to himself everyday of his childhood and mid teen life.
He took interest in the Royal Marines Commandos, more precisely the Special Boat Service
After blood sweat and tear he made it.
At the age of 16, Frank went into the careers office to start his journey.
After multiple training sections of his goal to be a member in the SBS he made life long friends.
Multiple deployments in some hugely hostile war zones he never thought that a Section Skiing trip gone wrong would be the toughest thing hes faced.
A team of 8 had just came back from a deployment in Afghanistan, working along side other military organisations.
They had organised a Ski trip, together, to unwind from what seemed the hardest deployment yet.
When they arrived in Nyheim for their trip, they expected less than a full closure of the country led by what it seemed another deployment.
However the difference this time is the unknown, the lack of training and contact with superiors who would give them orders.
They were on there own.
Fighting to survive.
A storm raged through there camp, sending each commando in opposite directions in seek of shelter.
Hours had gone by, the wind bellowing, rain coming down harder than ever, then all of a sudden the sun came from behind the clouds.
Frank scanned his surroundings, cold, wet, tired. No one to be seen.
He now realised, he was truly on his own.
Journal Input 1:
Its been a few days now since I was separated from the others but its looking up for me. I bumped into a man named Benny Sosa he came in quite helpful with his BMW that he used to help me travel between locations.
The guy has a good set of eyes, while we were getting rid of some weapons we collected he spotted a truck which was in perfect condition... so i took it.
Now dont get me wrong it wasnt the nicest of rides or the quickest but by god it came in handy. I now didn't have to tire myself out when running to one location to another.
I spent some more days scavenging for some bits and found a nice little 4x4, it needed some work but its at a nice point now.
Im still trying to find a location to set up a little camp but I do know there's some humanity up in Storvik so I may look up round there.
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