Name: Devlin Mitchell
Age: 33
Ht: 6' 3"
Wt: 198 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blond

General Description:  A wiry young man with semi-unkempt hair and a quick smile.  Currently wearing dirty fatigues that are devoid of any emblems.  A manpack radio is also strapped to the back of the good doctor though judging by how he walks with it on its clear its something he scavenged and not something he has become used to carrying around.

He is currently armed with an M16 assualt rifle equipped with a bayonet.  Strapped to his right thigh is a M119A1 pistol.  Other than obvious medical gear that he always carries his gear is subject to change based on where he is going.

Brief History: Devlin is a somewhat dashing man who never planned on entering the military.  Born to a life of privilege he never had to want for anything.  Still he wanted to make his own mark on the world and as such decided on becoming a doctor.  He worked hard and was accepted to Columbia University.  While difficult he studied hard and managed to get accepted to medical school at the same university.  Graduating in the top ten percent of his class he immediately accepted a residency position in upstate New York and the future was looking bright but then the war broke out and he was drafted into the service.  Instead of being bitter though he embraced the opportunity to help as many people as possible.

As a member of the 5th ID he served with pride and formed a close camaraderie with the men.  Unfortunately his regiment was ambushed one night and many, if not all the men were either captured or killed.  Devlin, himself managed to escape due to a fortunate call of nature which had him away from the camp.  Managing to scavenge a few items he quickly escaped into the countryside and has been looking for friendlies ever since with the thoughts of his regiment heavy on his mind.

Personality: Devlin is a fairly dashing and outgoing guy.  Known to have a quick wit and an ability to put people at ease.  In addition he has a remarkable aptitude for staying cool under fire.

He has a habit of running a hand through his hair whenever he is thinking or out of his element.  He has a slight Boston accent that has all but been erased and is mostly undetectable except for those who know what to listen for.