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Jennifer Kent
Character information
  1. Alias
    Athena
  2. Mental
    Delirium
  3. Morale
    High
  4. Date of birth
    1995-06-13 (24 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    London
  6. Nationality
    British
  7. Ethnicity
    Austrian
  8. Languages
    English, German and Spanish
  9. Relationship
    Not disclosed
  10. Family
    Atticus Lincoln, Ptolemy Otimko
  11. Religion
    Agnostic

Description

  1. Height
    166 cm
  2. Weight
    45 kg
  3. Build
    Mesomorph
  4. Hair
    Brunnet
  5. Eyes
    Dark Hazel
  6. Alignment
    Chaotic Good
  7. Features
    Face:
    *minor cuts on her chin*
    *bloodied lip and sunken cheek*

    Chest:
    *A bullet shattered her collarbone*
    *Three buckshot wounds around her breasts*
    *Severe burns on her right shoulder until her hips*

    Arms:
    *Faded x on her right wrist*
    *Several canine bites on her right arm*

    Midriff:
    *Fives buckshot wounds around her abdomen and hips*
    *Many long irregular scratches around her midriff*

    Legs:
    *Bullet graze on her right thigh*
  8. Equipment
    -Clothing-
    ●Flecktarn Cap
    ●Flecktarn Bandana
    ●Flecktarn Jacket
    ●Ripped Jeans
    ●Leather Satchel

    -Weapons-
    ●Winchester Model 70 Rifle
    ●FNX-45
    ●Engraved Hunting Knife
    ●Hatchet
    ●Brass Knuckles

    -Accessories-
    ●Edelweiß
  9. Occupation
    N.A.T.O M.E.T
  10. Role
    Care taker

Background

The name is Jennifer Kent, I used to live in the city of London before everything went to hell. If you're reading this my story must have gotten a lot more interesting. London was a bore especially my medical studies at my Uni, the drinks at the pub nearby atleast had cheap prices, I really should have been more thankful. I dropped out around the first year of my studies in favor of something more practical. I went into field medic so I could enlist in the N.A.T.O. the tests were easier than I expected they seemed to be in a rush to ship me off.

My story started with the pleasure to live in my beutiful Austria, the great eastern realm. It prepared me in the best ways for my journeys to come. From my mandatory service in the military to how to handel smart men and women. My last wish is to see the alps.

Ran into issues with family resulting in my departure to England, no point in keeping it a secret at this point they attempted to marry me off, granted in a more legal way rather than oriental.It was also beneficial for my short lives medical studies I suppose. London was loanly, cold and wet. Drinks and the pub kept me going, I have to be honest I was at the end of bothering to try. My family became the patrons of the pub. I will never forget them.

I broke away from my studies in favor of nato as I sought after a more...active and practical study rather than passive theoratical work. After my service to my beloved nato honestly seemed like a vacation all the way until I lost contact. My squad was full of dry cunts, not a single drop was ever welcomed. My platoon was full of rookies. I have to be honest, the only good company were the americans.

After basic training I was sent on the first transport to Greece to receive my advanced training near what was supposed to be my first deployment. Last one I guess now. After only a week I was off on a strangly clean carrier, spent two days and nights aboard and then it was off with my squad to a chopper, plan was to reinforce a road controll checkpoint somewhere north in the mainland. We took off during the dark of night, I continued my rest on the flight.

Well may ,aswell start a paragraph for this. I woke up to the scream of the Seargent, we were closing in on the landing zone. Shortly after I heard a loud beeping followed by sever nausea, we were going down and fast, the gunner was sucked out before I could even try to react I felt a sharp pain in my legs and torso. I remember waking up to the sun going straight into my eyes, I couldnt swallow or move. I looked around to find help, I saw the gunner come back crawling. I reached out for him but then he started ripping into the seargent in a litteral sense. I panicked and just left him, I made it for some bushes and couldnt help but pass out again.

I awoke days later, a smelling old man at a campfire near me. A rotting tent and blanket protecting me from the elements. He turned around and just smilled at me, Tanner saved me and I knew what my new goal is. We spent months in the woods, he wasn't even aware of the outbreak. Our journeys saw limited range due to his age and my growing concerns for his well being, nonetheless, we learned how to survive together and how to handle the locals that neither truely understood

Now, all there is for me is to make sure this old man sees the same care I received, after that? I'm not sure myself maybe you figured it out.

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