Name: Stina Fronberg
Age: 31
Faction: Firefly
Sex: Female
Appearance: Standing at 6’1”, Stina is built well. Due to a initial life of athletics, she is capable. However, due to a life of more recent quartermaster-style involvement, she has since lost that musculature. Overall she weighs 143 kilograms. With tanned skin and red hair, kept in a braid, she stands-out in a crowd. Normally, Stina wears USN chocolate-chip pants, white shirts, and olive-green jackets, often M-1965 field jackets. While this gives little protection in terms of bites, it does give general protection against the cold, of which is an issue. General pouches are on her belt, along with a sheath for her knife. Stina often puts her Glock in a belt, trusting in the fact that they are very reliable. She also nearly always has her backpack, with one thing or another inside.
Equipment/Personal Belongings: - vz. 24 rifle
- 3x 5 round 7×57mm Mauser clips
- Glock 17
- 2x 17 round 9×19 mm Parabellum magazines
- Fairbairn–Sykes fighting knife
- Adidas backpack, black
- C-4 Protective Mask
- 2x packed lunch (Scavenged chicken, cooked, rice, bottled water)
Personality: Stina is smart, analytical, and overall, a confidant person. She is overall indoctrinated into the idea that democracy must be installed once again to insure a stable society, and believes in this fully. Stina is not that friendly, especially to new recruits, and treats everyone at arm’s length. However, her nature of dealing often, with smugglers has lead her to take more diplomatic approaches to dealing with those outside the organization. She is unused to combat situations and, while she believes she could kill for her beliefs, that is yet to be seen. Stina is used to hunting, and is extremely utilitarian when doing so. She is not afraid of blood, especially when it is not her own.
Bio: Born in New York, to a Swedish mother and Wisconsin father, Stina’s early life was filled with such simple things as athletics, ballet and soccer especially. Her father, however, was something of a prepper; he did not like how things were going, and every time the news was on you could count on him ranting away at how things were going to hell. And so, needless to say, he decided to move. New York was not safe, in his mind, filled with potential enemies and potential targets for enemies. One could suggest her dad was a bit of a nut-case. Stina would not have disagreed.
And so, they stayed in North Carolina. Her dad judged it as a good place; it was a balance between the gun-loving South and the alright North. At least, that was his judgement. He had to be near the coast, due to work, and would have preferred to have simply gone back to Wisconsin, where everyone owned a gun and no-one lived nearby. Stina would get into more academic subjects at this point, though at an early age, it all went to hell. Zombies began to do shit, and Stina’s dad closed his apocalypse bunker doors.
However, the doors did not stay permanently open. Some time into the apocalypse, a few years in fact, the family of three judged it to be safe enough to open the doors. They were surprised to find that everything democratic had gone to shit, and the first people they met were, understandably, Fireflies. Needless to say, they did not get a wholly unbiased view of the apocalypse and the government that had arisen. Her family would join the Fireflies, and quickly become useful in accounting and the like.
Five years ago, Stina’s dad died due to infected attack, during a hunting trip. They’ve since lived in a Firefly outpost, in Garden City.
Strengths:- Intelligent
- Still (moderately) agile
- A good shot (Still)
- Diplomatic
Weaknesses:- Is untrained for combat
- Does not make friends easily
- Is unused to the more violent world (Due to a life in the settlement, usually)
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Living Family Members (include locations):- Ondina Fronberg, Garden City Firefly Settlement
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Quirks:- Parmesan cheese on toast
- Nervous habit of chewing on fingernails
- Curses in Swedish, Russian, and German
- OCD on organization? A bit.
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Likes:- Parmesan cheese on toast
- IBC Root Beer
- Soccer
- Paperwork; it gives her something to do
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Dislikes: - Unorganized twatwaffles who are unorganized
- Unsophisticated brutes
- Unreliable personnel
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Worst Fears: Losing her home. Definitely losing her home.
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