Name:Erik Andersson
Age:22
Rank: Private
Appearance: 5'11", with recently shaved brown hair just starting to regrow, he is about 170 lbs, most of that in the legs. He has more than a few minor scars on his forearms, and a long scar stretching from his below his right shoulder to just above his hips. His nose has been broken at least once, and he seems to be in good physical condition, but with most of his strength in his legs. He has a poorly done tatoo of a hammer crossing a sickle on his left shoulder
Weapons:M41 pulse rifle(modified to accomodate a bayonet), M37 Shotgun, Knife, Incindeary+Frag Grenades,
Misc gear:
M10 body armor
Shiv(5" blade, handle wrapped in cloth, very sharp), he tries to keep this hidden, as it is non regulation
Shovel
basic medical gear(but no real medical experience)
2 Water bottles(1L each) steel
whetstone(for sharpening knives+the shiv)
Flashlight
3 Explosive charges
15m of climbing grade rope
3 MRE's
Ammunition
Personality:Quiet and reluctant to speak, generally keeps to himself until he gets excited, at which point he becomes loud, and energetic. Reluctant to speak up for himself most of the time, particularly when he is in new company. He likes to listen, but tries to avoid being asked to many questions, and becomes evasive when asked to much about his past
Back story:Grew up on an industrial world, born into poverty. Neither of his parents had much time for him, and he tried to work his way out of poverty by joining a gang, where he gained several of the smaller scars, he was semi-successful as a messanger, running drugs, weapons anything for the gangs higher ups. Eventually his gang was taken down by a larger gang, but he, being a minor, albeit somewhat useful member, was able to join in the larger gang, where he got his tatoo. His younger brother ended up joining up in the gang, as an enforcer. Eventually his gang "the reds" got involved in a turf war with another gang. In one battle his brother was killed, and he aquired the scar stretching down his back. He quit "the reds", and joined the marines to get offworld, unwilling to face either his parents or the gang he turned his back on. He went through basic, and this is his first mission, he has a fair bit of fighting experience, but has never had to stand in line when facing danger, usually choosing to get out of the line of fire, or just downright run away. he is carrying plenty of gear because he has no real idea what to expect, and because he is reluctant to give up anything, because it may become valuable later.