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Lee Ashworth
Character information
  1. Alias
    Sarge, Jock
  2. Mental
    Honest, Fair, Cautious
  3. Morale
    Moderate and stable
  4. Date of birth
    1988-09-22 (28 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Glasgow, Scotland
  6. Nationality
  7. Ethnicity
    White Scottish
  8. Languages
    English, some Russian
  9. Family
    Status unknown
  10. Religion


  1. Height
    187 cm
  2. Weight
    93 kg
  3. Build
    Broad shouldered and strong, though reduced rations have taken their toll
  4. Hair
    Military short and dark.
  5. Eyes
    Light brown
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Neutral
  7. Features
    A few scars from a life of hard living and military service, clearly badly broken nose on more than one occasion, tattoo of blood type and service number on left inner elbow, simple military Sergeant's tag on his right shoulder, saltire tattooed on right pectoral.
  8. Occupation
    UN Peacekeeper, formerly British Army, 3 para
  9. Affiliation
  10. Role
    Scout, Brawler, sometime chef.


Lee Ashworth was born into a large family in Glasgow, the middle child of a pool of brothers had him strive to be the best he could, something that led to him enlisting in the British army at the age of 17. At 26 he volunteered for peacekeeping duties in the UN and found himself deployed to Chernarus to be stationed in one of the military bases there. Despite the boring nature of the deployment he found it an enjoyable step down from the rigors of his previous time in combat both in Iraq and Afghanistan, the time to reconnect with a more normal life was well appreciated. At least until the reports started to come in that there was chaos brewing in the mountains, the NATO mandate not allowing them to intercede even as the Russians started bombing runs and an open shooting war started between them and the Chernorussians. It didn't take long before that changed, orders came down for them to hold their ground at any cost, maintaining the integrity of the base against any and all assault. What they didn't expect was for the attacks to come from what seemed to be unfeeling, unflinching cannibal monsters. Morale dropped sharply, orders were sparse and the chain of command was fractured by constant losses. They were almost at the point where retreat to the CDF held areas further south were necessary when the reinforcements arrived, the sudden inflow of supplies and manpower reinforced the ailing peacekeepers and they began aiding the locals where they could, sending ranging patrols further out to secure supplies, equipment and samples for scientific study.

It was on one of those patrols that Lee suffered a catastrophic loss, going through a city, one of his men excercised poor discipline, firing off shots in surprise without the use of a suppressor. Within seconds the whole town was heaving with the dead and they had to beat a hasty retreat, expending a vast amount of ammunition in the attempt to escape. Most of the squad was killed or presumed lost, scattered and alone, with no transportation, the long walk home with the few surviving members of his team was not a good one.

((Still WiP))




Time played: 4.3 hours

Total wounds: 0

Total deaths: 0

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