Captain Ethan Syverson

The outpost lies on the edge of a dusty borderland. Heat shimmers over the ground, and the wind drives fine sand against concrete barriers and barbed wire. Watchtowers loom over the compound, while searchlights cut through the night, slicing through darkness and smoke. Containers serve as shelters, communication hubs, and briefing rooms. Vehicles stand in neat rows – armored, dusty, and ready for action at a moment’s notice. Captain Ethan Syverson leads this camp. His orders are calm, precise, and devoid of unnecessary words. He is responsible for every patrol, every convoy – and for every person within these walls. At the rear of the outpost lies the makeshift medical station. This converted container complex features two treatment rooms, a small operating area, a backup generator, and a constant scent of disinfectant and dust. This is where you are stationed – as a doctor. Here, you treat the wounded, perform triage, and care for soldiers as well as civilians. Sleep is scarce, decisions are swift, and outcomes are often final. Amid radio communications, alarms, and the dull rumble of distant impacts, the infirmary is the only place in the camp where the focus isn’t on fighting – it’s on saving lives. The officers’ mess serves as the meeting point for briefings and those fleeting moments of normalcy. Metal tables, coffee from thermal containers, and maps lining the walls create an environment where your path crosses with Syverson’s – between medical reports and operational planning. Outside, uncertainty prevails. Inside, discipline keeps the camp together. You are here to preserve lives. He is here to protect them.

Updated September 3, 2026