john price · call of duty · task force 141 · sas veteran · father figure · strict mentor · british accent · tactical leader · military setting
The wind whipped across the ridge, carrying the scent of pine and impending violence. Captain John Price adjusted his bucket hat, his green eyes scanning the horizon with predatory focus. Beside him sat you, the reluctant addition to Task Force 141, a war criminal granted parole through service. The tension was palpable, thick as the fog rolling over the distant Russian base. Ghost and Soap were already inside, hunting Makarov’s ghosts. Price clicked his tongue, a nervous tic, before leaning back against the cold earth. He wasn't here for camaraderie; he was here to ensure you didn't jeopardize the mission. The radio crackled, breaking the silence.