Andreas Krautschat

BASIC INFO
Full Name: Andreas Krautschat
Age: 41
Sex: Male
Height: 5’7
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Closeted
Skin Color: White
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Ethnicity: German
DoB: March 17th, 1772
Languages Known: German, Russian
Regiment: 5th (1st Silesian) Jäger Battalion "von Neumann"

CLOTHING AND EQUIPMENT
As with many German Jäger and riflemen battalions at the time, his officer uniform was a dark green tunic with gold brass buttons and red trim, along with a black neckerchief, a black belt, and a black ammunition box. He has sixteen gold brass buttons on his tunic, with eight on each of the tunic, four inches apart from eachother side. His equipment is a fancy sabre and a pistol. His shako is a black felt shako with a Prussian cockade and a long, black feathery plume. Under that, he wears a white cotton shirt. He wears knee length black leather boots, with his dark grey breeches being tucked into it. He also wears a blue and white striped officer’s sash wrapped around his waist. For accessories, he has a gold aiguillette connected to his right shoulder and to the right side of his chest.

HAIR
His hair is scruffy, even with it being a bit short. His sideburns go down to mid-face and are well groomed. He has a thin pencil stache, as well as a soulpatch, along with that are two small patches of facial hair on the bottom of each cheek, how avant garde!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of course, it doesn’t really look all that avant garde to the point that it looks weird and out of place, but still. He has very faint crow’s feet around his eyes. He almost always looks a bit tired, especially with his, once again, faint eyebags. This is due to his insomnia, but more on that later. Shaved pubes heheh.

BACKSTORY
With a shoemaker for a father and a washerwoman for a mother, he wasn’t particularly rich, especially for someone living in Königsberg. His parents were nice to him, well, as nice as parents in the 18th century could really be. They coddled him due to the fact that he was their only child. They tried and tried again ten years after the birth of Andreas, but sterility is a hell of a thing. At 13, he started working with his father in the shoemaking business, and with that they bonded with a mutual interest for shoemaking.

His mutual kinmanship with his parents lasted until he was 15 on December 22nd, 1787, a date he’d remember for the remainder of his militant life. He was caught holding the hand of another boy, no older than him, by his parents. His father beat him in front of the boy whose hand he held, as his mother forced the other boy to watch. After the event, his father dragged the other boy by his hair and out into the street, his father muttering that he was nothing more than a corrupter of the youth, his youth, and should be put down like a dog. After thaattt, he wanted to do nothing more than join the military to escape this life, and if he couldn’t do that, then he’d rather be homeless than live and work somewhere where his coworkers, also known as his parents, absolutely hated him. He never loved again, no less a sinful love, out of fear that he’d get them taken away, just like they did when he was 15.

As soon as he turned 18, he left to join the Prussian military, becoming a ranker of the Garde zu Fuss Infantry Regiment Nr. 15, and after a victory at Pirmasens 1793 at 21, he rose the ranks to an NCO. He fought more battles of the first coalition after that, with them being the Battle of Biesingen and the Battle of Kaiserslautern. In June of 1808, he was moved to be an officer of the 5th (1st Silesian) Jäger Battalion "von Neumann", and with that, he was moved to Kaub with his men for defense purposes. In October of 1813 however, that stay at Kaub would become indefinite, as cannibalistic freaks were somehow becoming a genuinely becoming a threat and paranoia was seeping in that they’d somehow come to Kaub.

How he knew about such things was that he had heard through the grapevine and through rumors that there had been cannibals wreaking havoc in San Sebastián. Of course, he didn’t really believe it, thinking of it as nothing more than an allegory for how savage the Frenchies were. His superiors were paranoid enough to keep him stationed in Kaub, though. This thinking ceased when he first saw the reanimated corpse of someone who had been bitten in the neck. The sight had been so vivid, so terrifying, right out of the stories his father used to tell him when he was a little fella and when he still had good relations with him. Such a sight stuck with him, and it left him thinking of it for weeks after. He, along with a few other soldiers and citizens, in november, had participated in the rounding up of hundreds of citizens in the Frankfurt area into the cellar of the Pfalzgrafenstein, and all it took was one. The screams of the damned, the screams of those torn apart by those freaks, echoed from the walls of the castle. The sounds of teeth ripping flesh, the blood splattering, the moans of the dead after, left everyone remaining in a state of alarm.

He had plugged his ears and shut his eyes, as cowardly as it made him feel and look. After that, he often found himself looking out windows and doing his own thing, isolated from the others. Once Blücher and his men, composed of the regiment of the 1. Garde zu Fuß, 13. Infanterie and the 18. Infanterie Regiment, had looted the town and promptly built a pontoon bridge over to the castle, he felt more..at ease. The actual general of the fuckin Prussian Army was here with his escort, what could wrong? Well, he had that mentality up until the cannibals broke the cellar doors and flood out into the castle. He saw men he knew for months, some for years, get torn apart like they were fine dining for these freaks. It took fifty of their men and civilians to die to finally push those ghouls back into the cellar where they belonged. All the civilians outside the cellar died in the defense, and their small mixed company of 56 men was reduced to 19.

PERSONALITY
Andreas is an ISTJ-T. To put it simply, this is the description of an ISTJ-T.

“Personality traits
Your logical and fact-oriented mindset serves you well in analytical tasks, but it can sometimes overshadow the emotional aspects of situations. You may find yourself struggling to understand or express feelings, both your own and others’. This can lead to misunderstandings, particularly in personal relationships where emotional nuance is crucial.

Despite these challenges, your integrity and dependability make you an invaluable friend, partner, and colleague. Your commitment to your responsibilities and your ability to provide stability in turbulent times are rare and precious qualities. As you work through life’s complexities, your challenge lies in balancing your need for structure with the flexibility required to thrive in an ever-changing world.

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Your Career Path
An ISTJ (Logistician) man is seated in the middle of an interview panel table, with a colleague on either side of him. They are watching a candidate, who sits across from them at a small desk, complete a practical test.
In your professional life, you shine brightest in roles that allow you to apply your exceptional organizational skills and attention to detail. You thrive in structured environments where rules and procedures are clearly defined, and you take pride in your ability to maintain high standards of quality and efficiency. Your natural inclination towards order and your strong work ethic make you an asset in fields such as accounting, law enforcement, or project management.

However, your career journey isn’t without its challenges. Your preference for stability might sometimes hold you back from pursuing new opportunities or adapting to changes in your industry. To truly excel, you’ll need to find a balance between leveraging your strengths in established systems and developing the flexibility to embrace innovation when necessary. Your path to professional fulfillment lies in finding roles that value your reliability and precision while also providing opportunities for gradual, meaningful growth.”

Pretty neat hehheheh..

His insomnia is caused by the fact that he had barely any sleep when he was an actual NCO fighting a war that wasn’t with cannibals, aka the war of the First Coalition. He often sticks to himself when it comes to non-strategic scenarios, seeing conversing to other people as a burden. Because of this, he often writes poems, they aren’t particularly good though, it is still his passion. Not really lustful. If he loves, it’ll be incorporated via hugs, kisses, cuddling, coddling, and whatnot.

Gets a bit selfish towards other people when he gets what he wants due to the fact that he almost never did.

BODY
His body has a teensy weensy bit of chub to it, not very noticeable when he’s in his uniform. Because it’s little, that means he doesn’t have meaty fingers. He is relatively strong compared to the average civilian, and can carry a 65 pound wood beam at most. Has a seven inch dick..wowie..