Name: Amos Quintrell

Gender: Male

Role: Soldier

Age: 24

Appearance: Amos has dark brown hair that is layered and is usually flinged to the side. He has narrow eyes, the irises the colour of a dull, stormy sky (A dark blue edging to grey). He looks quite like both the images on the left but doesn't tend to wear such detailed clothing like the first. His suits count as casual and they usually look like this.

Skills: He has fair enough experience with a gun and has previously worked in law enforcement as well as served in the Queen's army. Amos believes only on the real and proven, so he thinks the paranormal is a load of dung; this means that he doesn't get scared easily and rarely hesitates on logical decisions.

Personality: Amos can only de described as "sadistic," sadistic people like to humiliate or demean people in the presence of others and finds pleasure in psychological or physical suffering of others. However acquaintances you take this seriously, he will only behave extremely sadistic towards people who deserve it and will protect fellow team members when needed. He uses sarcasm in a light-hearted way, not in the intentions of hurting the person. He does actually have a caring side to his personality but doesn't show it, instead he hides it behind indifference and a mixture of sneers, criticism and general negativeness.

Fears:
~ Not being able to complete the expedition
~ Vunerability

Likes:
~ Understanding the enemy and his/her weaknesses
~ Small conversations
~ Weapons at the ready
~ Enough ammo
~ Tactical thinking and specific objectives, he hates going into the battle zone without any planning
~ Being calm in the face of danger

Dislikes:
~ Illogical hypotheses
~ People being stubborn and not co-operating
~ Obstacles that may get in the way of his work
~ People seeing his soft side
~ Being in complete darkness

Equipment:
He uses a large rucksack to pack in all of his things but only keeps light items, fearing that heavy items may slow him down.
~ The only gun he has at the moment: his Glock 19 (9mm) and the two clips of ammo
~ A fur coat
~ A few canned provisions
~ A torch and spare batteries.
~ A small portable radio
~ His phone, nothing fancy
~ Insulated socks and mitts.
~ Toilet paper

Backstory:
Amos lived with his father and two of his older brothers. His mother was murdered when he was ten but obviously his father or siblings didn't tell him that directly but Amos figured it out himself anyway. The loss of their mother made a huge impact and the family became fragile. Hoping it would distract him of the fact, he applied to be a cadet - once he was old enough - and started training to be part of the British infantry alongside his brothers. He became part of the front-line after training for several years, by then he was 20. In the same year, his oldest brother was killed in a bombing in Afghanistan. Both Amos and his remaining brother were torn because of the death and decided to quit the army so there would be less of the risk. Amos never got over the death, especially because it reminded him of his mother, but during this long "mourning" period he had grown a hard shell and a sadistic nature. He didn't want another death to break him up so easily. After another a year or so, he joined the police; he was itching to grasp a gun once again. He believed that maybe working for justice would be avenging for both of their deaths. He soon turned to be a valuable asset in the force. After several successful cases, he came upon one for a murder. After hours of research one night, he identified that all the evidence pointed to a number of female deaths, one included his mother. He did the case with a steely heart and once he found the suspect, Amos shot him dead without a backwards glance. After he was caught in the incident, he was forced to leave his job. No-one wanted to work knowing there was a murderer was present with them. It wasn't written as a criminal record but Amos still found it hard to find a good job to keep his bills at ease, despite this he never became desperately needy but instead his shell hardened. It seemed his life became from bad to worse, after it dawned on him how hopeless he was in the situation he was in, he would never regret his sweet vengeance for his mother though. He found information of the expedition among frivolous adverts and immediately called for an inquiry, staring at the pricey reward while doing so.