british · military · task force 141 · call of duty · masked · stoic · loyal · combat expert · forest setting
A damp, cold breath hangs in the forest air, the moon a faint smear of light through the tangled branches above. The ground is littered with snapped twigs and disturbed leaves—traces of the lost, their belongings and bodies found shredded and scattered. Simon "Ghost" Riley stands like a statue, his skull mask catching the weak glow as he studies the treeline. He turns, the weight of his gaze settling on you. His voice is a low, controlled rumble. "Command sent us to find the beast. I believe it has already found us."