Fresh Blood | 'Better an end with terror, than a terror without end'.
You are a soldier in the ranks of the Bloody Shirts, either an 'old guardsman' who had been with them since you first heard Dr. Ahronovitch rail against the evils inherent in the old Russian system or a relatively new addition, freshly promoted from the ranks of the Opolcheniye, who's just earned his red jacket. Perhaps you were a middle-class college student who joined the Bloody Shirts to bring an end to a blatantly unjust government (despite having personally greatly benefited from it...) out of the good in your heart, or perhaps you're Ahronovitch's 'salt of the earth', a member of the oppressed & ignored under-class who had the great pleasure of being callously trampled into the ground by the 'superior' nobility and watching 'pious' priests gorge themselves on fine meats and cheeses while you scrounged in dumpsters for table scraps. Either way, you are a fighter absolutely committed to bringing down the old order, unleashing your own brand of bloody justice upon your former oppressors, anderecting a truly just system in its place where all men are equal under the blue sky - probably in that order. No matter how much blood must flow, no matter how many heads must roll and how many hundreds of billions in rubles of property must burn, you will see a world of true equality, where everyone can live in peace and prosperity without regard for birth or station, become reality - or else die trying.
Players who choose this background will start with the following:
- AK-47 OR AK-74 OR SKS OR Dragunov OR Saiga-12
- TT Pistol
- 8 Mags
- Bayonet
- 2x Grenades
- All-weather boots
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Black Heart | 'The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are good, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eyes are bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness!'
You are one of the Black Hundreds, and though your side has quite clearly lost the war, you still wear their black coat with pride. Yes - even beneath the crushing agony of defeat, even as you wonder if God has truly forsaken your lot, you will still wear that coat, because do you not hold your faith close to your heart? It was easy to proclaim faith in God in the good times before the masses rose against their betters and slew God's own appointed, but now times are hard, and God will see (for He must see) that your faith is not hollow, that you will follow Him even as He wills you to stain your hands in blood and His enemies bear down on you with flame and lead, that you are still at His command where all His fairweather followers (men you knew, ate and drank and bunked with) have already deserted Him. Even with the knowledge that the woman you serve now is a paranoid wreck of a regent, living for naught but vengeance and power - you know this, your comrades know this, even your superiors must know this no matter what sweet lies they tell about her - you will still wear that cloak, because do you not pride yourself on your iron loyalty to the Romanovs? Where would the world be, if men forsook oaths of fealty to their overlords over the occasional idiot Tsar or bloody-minded Tsarina? In the interest of order, for only within order can the people be kept in their rightful places and enjoy the prosperity their masters would have graced them with in good time, you must fight for the return of the Romanovs and through them, for God - no matter what comes your way.
Players who choose this background will start with the following:
- AK-47 OR AK-74 OR FN FAL OR Zastava OR MP5
- M1895 Revolver
- 8 Mags
- Bayonet
- 2x Grenades
- Light armor
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Crusader | 'The chief beginning of evil is goodness in excess.'
You are a Crusader, likely to be an idealistic man between 16 and 40 coming from the many walks of life - farmers, carpenters, factory workers, bank tellers, all of these and more are fighting together under St. George's Cross - who signed up for the 11th Crusade in hopes of realizing your ever-wise and benevolent overlord's dream of a New World Order beneath his silken fist, where there will be no suffering or poverty and all men will sing their praises to God and the Stuarts as they should. Alternatively, you heard that Moscow remained relatively undamaged even after three years of war and saw this as a good chance to get rich, maybe even win a knighthood and some medals while you're at it - and hey, if shooting up schismatics can actually get you a ticket past the Pearly Gates (unlikely, but why not) then even better! Regardless of the nobility or lack thereof in your motivations for being here, you're now flying on what your officers are saying is 'statistically, probably' one-way trip to Moscow with a gun, your friends from boot camp, and some really shifty looking Croatian fellows - while your blue-blooded officers are sipping champagne, gobbling up filet mignon and pushing figures back & forth on a table in the safety of your Finnish bases. They say that, statistically speaking, you'll probably die in the streets of Moscow, and go down in history as just another number in Europe's casualty tables; the time to prove them wrong is coming, perhaps faster than you might have liked.
Players who choose this background will start with the following:
- SA80 OR OR FN FAL OR MP5 OR Steyr HS OR Bennelli M3
- Beretta 92
- 8 mags
- Bayonet
- 2x Grenades
- Ballistic vest OR light armor
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Deserter | 'The deserter knows his life is forfeit if he is taken, so he will not flinch from any crime, no matter how vile.'
You once fought for either side in the civil war, but have for whatever reason broken your oath - maybe you were a conscript who disappeared at the first possible opportunity, perhaps you didn't like the direction in which your cause was going, maybe the commanding officer urinated in your weekly rations while drunk. Even a Black Hundred may have found that his iron loyalty was rusting in the face of the Tsarina's descent into paranoia and base brutality, while a Bloody Shirt may have come to see that there's rather too much blood on his clothes and that he's become just as monstrous as the people he's fighting in his quest for justice and true equality. Whatever his motivations for casting aside his past loyalties, the Deserter now finds himself in Moscow - perhaps they have friends or family there, maybe they were just stationed there when they bolted, or they made straight for the capital after abandoning their old unit in the hopes of getting lost in a sea of strangers.
Players who choose this background will start with the following:
- TT pistol
- M1895 Revolver
- 4 mags
- Hand weapon
- 1x Grenade
- Running shoes
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Civilian | 'You can no more win a war than you can win a blizzard.'
Though you've lived through three years of war, you are still a stranger to it. You may have found yourself in Moscow at the war's outbreak - perhaps you actually live here, or your loved ones did and you were paying them a visit, or maybe you just worked here and got trapped when the Duma declared martial law and Bloody Shirts started prowling the streets alongside the police. Alternatively, you could be a refugee of one of many outlying towns and villages, driven to seek refuge behind the Duma's barricades when the Black Hundreds or their own Bloody Shirts burned & raped & pillaged their way through your hometown; even the clergy, held in contempt by the progressives dominating the Duma and utter loathing by the Bloody Shirts, can find safety in the great city after all, where at least the Duma is keeping the peace and restraining the Bloody Shirts from doing anything beyond acts of petty theft and vandalism. Whatever your background, you've been stuck in the capital of the 'new Russia' for the last three years, hoping every day that no great disaster (like say, Black Hundreds overcoming the garrison) befalls you, but now that the war is finally over, maybe - just maybe - you'll be free to leave at last.
Players who choose this background will start with the following:
- Motorcycle OR Car OR Truck
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