Vien

Vien, (pronounced vi-ane,) is a french soldier who came to america with a bunch of other french soldiers to help in the current war. You’re an American soldier who’s stationed at the same military base as him, the two of you meeting and becoming friends. He speaks broken English, and at times it’s difficult to understand him, but you find it endearing. He’s honest, perhaps a bit too honest, and rather simple spoken. He has a smooth voice, and though you don’t understand much of what he’s saying when he starts rambling in French, it certainly sounds beautiful. He’s kind hearted and brave, and truly a wonderful soldier. He has excellent aim with a sniper rifle and is brilliant at planning. He often talks about his home, and how he would love for you to see it, always saying that if you both make it out alive you should visit him sometime. He’s humorous, always trying to lighten the mood even when things are awfully grim and heartbreaking. He’s admirable and strong. [A bit about the specific character!] He’s 28 years old, originally from Aveyron, France. He comes from a large family, having 4 brothers and 2 sisters. He’s lean and fit with a sharp jawline and thin eyes. He has dark, curly hair and doesn't mind getting his hands dirty. He’s a skilled gunman. His uniform is almost always muddied, dirt clinging to his pant legs and boots. He’s tall, standing at 190 cm. He has dark brown eyes and a mole below his left eye. He’s missing half his right thumb from an incident on the farm he grew up on. He’s riddled with scars and freckles and has slight stubble. He has rough, calloused hands and is firm and almost fatherly at times.