Scotty Hardy

[ShortTemperedLeprechaun]

Full name: Scotty Angus Hardy

Nickname(s): None acquired

Age: 36

Birth date:09/29/114

Gender: Male

Position: Rifleman, Minimal training in special weaponry

Notable traits: Bright green eyes, And near his neck his some sort of tattoo that presumably that covers his entire back. Only visible part of this tattoo is an eagle like head, the mouth opened in a call.

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Birthplace: Middle Ireland, in a small village.

Persona: Somewhat of a smart ass,he follows order to the best of his ability, long as it's neither suicidal, and doesn't conflict with his personal beliefs. Reliable, if the odds are stacked against everyone, he'll most likely be the nut who'd strap a bomb to himself and run into the enemy, though he won't be happy about it.

History: Born in a small village in Ireland, he grew up a peaceful life, usually helping in the town, he was most often found helping his father run his small farm. He often went out hunting when he wasn't assisting his father, and took the time to learn how to build simple camping sights and learned basic healing remedies using plants from around him and a simple medkit he carried on him when he went out hunting in the event he had a run in with a predator. Though he won't own up to it, he was considered a decent strategist and leader on group hunting outings, and always managed to capture the targeted animal. Sadly, after deciding to go for a hunt greenland, he ran into a wolf and after a fight with it, he limped back to a settlement for treatment and was treated, though his right side still has the scars. He often felt like he had a higher calling, and when he heard the USCM was recruiting, he applied at the age of twenty one. After applying, he was recruited after passing the physical testing and he kept in touch with his family the best he could. Spending at least fifteen years with the army, he's managed to follow orders and stay alive so far.

Rank: Corporal

Relations: Amena Hardy, Mother, age sixty six.
Barra Hardy, Father, age sixty seven
Kyna Hardy,Sister, age seventeen.

Basic appearance: A lanky male standing at 5'11 he's of Caucasian descent with bright green eyes. He has short cut hair, and a small grin tugging at his lips most of the time. On the nape of his neck a tattoo peaks out, an eagles head with the beak opened in a call, the rest of the tattoo presumably continuing down the entirety of his back. His face is clean of scars, though his right side has a pair of oddly shaped scars, most of them looking like scratches and one looking like a bite mark. Besides this, he doesn't seem to have any lasting limp.

Likes: Nature, hunting, strategy, and sandwiches.

Dislikes: Wolves, Failing a hunting expedition, Stereotypes who think all Irish are drunken red heads.

Strengths: Willing to risk himself for a friend, doesn't run in without a plan, tries to stay in a good mood.

Weaknesses: Fear of wolves, slightly short tempered.

Other Info: Since his hunting accident, he's had a slight fear of wolves, but if this is brought up against him, he'll deny it and usually lash out. Oddly enough, despite the rest of his family members having old and unheard of Celtic names, he was given a more common name, and feels slightly put out that his name holds no other meaning.

[ShortTemperedLeprechaun]

This is my first forum post, and I'm holding hope that It's not entirely cringy. Constructive criticism is welcomed as I hope to get better at this, and I look forward to improving.

[MauroVega]

Recomend to start at a lower rank,and scale as time goes on

Kayto Shields is your friend

[ShortTemperedLeprechaun]

Duly noted.

[XenonDragneel]

Great guy! Good in combat! Ya you sounds interesting