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Jack Normann
Character information
  1. Alias
  2. Mental
  3. Morale
  4. Date of birth
    1987-07-27 (32 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Copenhagen, Denmark
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
  8. Languages
    Danish, English
  9. Religion


  1. Height
    185 cm
  2. Weight
    80 kg
  3. Build
  4. Hair
  5. Eyes
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Neutral
  7. Features
    A few scars and bruises over the years.
    Partially deafened by an explosion.
  8. Equipment
    Nothing but the clothes on his back and whatever he finds.
  9. Occupation
    Former Navy Officer
  10. Affiliation


My life used to be simple. I went by daily routines of waking up late, playing video games and jacking off. That was before i graduated from college, before concepts like being independent and providing for myself came onto the table.
I mean, i had all the time in the world, and absolutely no pressure from my parents. Denmark was the perfect little bubble of ignorance, which we praised over and over. One day i had enough. Enough of my simple lifestyle and constant boundaries, everything seemed so false, they all gathered around the TV like vultures, waiting for the next tragedy in anticipation of a meaty dinner, things they can pass on to their friends and share their fears. I once heard an old man grumbling about his time in the Danish Navy, and how it transformed him, putting purpose back in his life.

I applied for the Danish Navy and made ready to move out. They quickly accepted me into their ranks, and basic training was right up my alley. I was good at it, shooting, sailing, patching people up and socializing. I joined NATO forces on several missions after my graduation, mainly focused in the Eastern Europe. "The bloody civil war of Chernarus" was on the global agenda, heh, what a joke.
If only they knew what followed.
At first we couldn't believe the war ended after all that time and conflict. The Americans moved on to more pressing matters further East, while we slowly withdrew from the region as well.

I'll never forget that feeling, when the captain told us "time to go home". My bones were shivering and my heart filled with anger. I was in my prime, and then they tell me to go home? I spent days trying to figure out what to do with myself, when i heard the report.
"A new conflict between CDF and Russian forces has risen from the ashes. We are going back in."
I couldn't believe my eyes, the whole coast looked like a nuclear test site. I signed up for a peacekeeping mission inland, in an effort to contain whatever the Russians were playing with. We quickly found ourselves surrounded by dense forest and abandoned villages. The further inland we got, the more sinister it became. I could feel the presence of something else, something bad.

I had to run, i had to... they were everywhere! I saw a little girl, the same age as my sister, eating the doctors in front of me. I couldn't do it man, it was just a little girl.

To hell with it, I have my skin intact, at least.


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