This Caucasian man is of tall stature, six feet and two inches. Obviously, he is a cross between athletic and muscular but not to the point of bulky. With a squarish face, strong and confident nose, and broad masculine eyebrows, he looks not only intimidating when needed but relatively handsome as well. His short and soft dark brown hair is cut Caesar style. Whenever his skin can be seen, one can see that it is a smooth olive tan bearing hardly any scars or deformities.

Over his torso is a heavy wool standard issue khaki tunic, which is loose-necked and baggy, and detailed with blackened metal buttons. It appears to have been used in World War I, and sold or given away as charity. The lower part of the body is covered by tight wool trousers topped sturdy, lace-up, ankle-length boots made entirely of leather and hobnailed for extra grip. Probably also sold or given away as charity. Puttees are bound around the legs of the pants from ankle to knee and useful in preventing water and mud from sloshing within, if constrictive at times. A khaki fishing hat sits snugly on his head, to protect his head from the sun. On his back is a combat rucksack that was probably picked off a dead enemy or comrade, filled with all the necessary supplies needed to fight war or plain survive. Wrapped around his waist is a combat utility belt that holds ammunition and such for warfighting.


Hailing from the city of Leeds in England, United Kingdom, William Engelbretson had a somewhat unconventional life. His biological father, Colonel Thomas Doyle of the British Army, in an extra-martial affair, impregnated his mother Cassandra Engelbretson after claiming to be single and courting her. Of course, when he found out about her pregnancy, he refused to take in the child as his son for fear of his stature. Instead, he made a deal with Cassandra to move away and start a new life; he would support his son through schooling and put away enough money for Cassandra to live comfortably until she bore the child and found work. Born on January 14 1917, he lived in a middle class dwelling with his mother as a single child.

Education was apparently very important to the family, due to Col. Doyle’s assistance and Cassandra knowing that eventually Col. Doyle’s assistance would dry up. So she sent him to a boarding school where he learned the basic academics and did well on it. Although he did well on all subjects, he was exceptional in English and the social sciences. Col. Doyle convinced Cassandra to send her son to Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, where he could pull some strings to get him a commission in the British Army, a stable job, and higher prestige. Upon learning about this when he got home, William did not like the idea of never having spent much time with his mother but reluctantly agreed to go. He did well for the first two years, but homesickness hampered his ability to do well at school. Soon, he dropped out to Col. Doyle’s dismay, having used favors to him so that his bastard son would be able to enter in the first place.

Cassandra, fearing for her son and herself of Col. Doyle’s rage, fled to the United States for another new life. They lived in New York where his mother worked as a baker and William helping her. Due to his mother’s beauty, many rich suitors attempted to woo her. She took a rich boyfriend, who William did not like. Soon he wanted to just get away. When the news of the troubled Spanish Republic hit the newsstands in New York, William found a way out, and for a good cause. Though he did not care much for Communism, he did believe in a few ideas from Marx and also had a preference towards Socialism. He also thought he could use his military skills to bear for the Spanish people. Stealing money from his mother’s boyfriend, one day he sneaked out and then found passage to Spain to join up with the International Brigades.

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