Name: Jack Crowther
Nickname: The Wandering Mercenary
Age: He’s lost count. At least 800.
Birthday: Sometime in Autumn
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Category: Student
Class: College
Grade: Grad School
College Major: Art Theory
Appearance Description:
- A towering 7ft flat
- Muscular and kind of beefy
- Generally earthy tones: Brown hair, brown skin, brown eyes
- Skin rough and fingers calloused
- Gives off a very tired vibe with posture and expressions
- Prefers shorter hairstyles for convenience’s sake
- Incredibly handsome in a scruffy way
- Ambiguously brown, though looks a bit Spanish and Roma
- Fashion: Mix of comfy and casual fashionable
Personality Description:
Initially, Jack’s the human equivalent of one, big shrug. He’s super chill with everything. His idea of a good day is chatting up someone pretty with a beer in his hand. That’s it. He’d be content the entire week after that. It’s pretty easy for him to make friends because he’s friendly, nonjudgmental and he has a fantastic sense of humor, plus he’s up for whatever antics people around him are doing because. Why the hell not.
There are times where Jack draws the line though. Dangerous, possibly evil stuff or acts of revenge – things that could hurt other people or themselves – get a big no-no from him and he feels it’s his duty to step in to intervene. Kids don’t know better. He doesn’t want to be a wet blanket, but he wouldn’t want them to do shit they’d regret later in life. Jack is generally considered a cool big brother by most of his friend groups for exactly this reason. He’s a gentle giant with a big heart and a big appetite.
There’s a kind of unmistakable sadness that follows Jack around though. Whether it’s because of the dark rings around his eyes or the fact that Jack never fails to get drunk every night, it’s evident that there’s something about him that’s missing. Broken. Empty. Like he never fully looks at something. When people get close to him enough to notice this, they realize they have no idea what this could be, because Jack is a master at making people seem like they know him but they don’t at all.
Jack embodies the soul of a wanderer. He could attempt to settle somewhere, but he’d always be looking for a purpose, a spark, a reason for living. Not to say he could never find that spark, but those shiny, glimmering things only appear so often in his life and they shake him up violently, for good or for ill, but the passage of time blows so many things away, so he always keeps finding himself back to Square 1 eventually. Needless to say, when he finds that spark again, he’s sinking his teeth in them and never letting go.
Powers:
THE PERFECT MERCENARY:
There is a mark at the back of Jack’s neck that signifies his status as a magical mercenary. When it is black, it means that he is available. When it is red, it means that he has accepted a contract. Jack cannot deny contracts when they’ve been properly cast and he cannot disobey the orders of his master. Jack is a mercenary and not a servant, so any orders unrelated to grunt work or violence have no effect on him. The mark is currently black.
To hire him, ask him directly if he’s available for hire and offer him something of value like money, or even senses. Souls for bigger contracts. He can’t respond no if his mark is black. He will be compelled to collect when the contract is done.
Immortality/Invulnerability: (AVAILABLE ALL THE TIME) As long as he’s enchanted to be the perfect mercenary, Jack can’t be killed. Fatal wounds and deadly explosions could temporarily break him apart, but he will eventually regenerate. There is powerful magic holding his body together.
Enhanced Strength and Speed: (HALF-AVAILABLE NORMALLY) When he’s hired, Jack is at least ten times stronger and faster than a physically fit human. His punches can destroy thick concrete and he could run faster than most cars. Exemplary displays of this trait burns his energy incredibly fast, though. Jack needs to eat at least five hearty meals a day. When he’s not hired, this is still active, but halved.
Weapon Genius: (AVAILABLE WHEN HIRED) Jack is able to master whatever weapon he touches as soon as he lays his hand on it. It’s as if there’s some sort of magic that reconstructs the weapon in his head and makes it familiar. Outside of contracts, Jack only knows how to use a sword, a spear and a pistol with maximum efficiency.
Power Nullification: (AVAILABLE WHEN HIRED) Spells or psychic attacks just do not work on him.
Weaknesses:
Contract Compulsion: Let me stress this again: Jack can’t disobey. Period. He’s been forced to commit heinous crimes because of his contractsThis shit is not a joke.
Beckoning: Jack can wander off if he’s been hired and proceed with his normal life, but as soon as his employer calls him to his side, Jack will hear the order, drop everything and run to their direction.
Nullification: If/When the magician that enchanted him comes back and removes the magic, Jack will finally die. There are wards that prevent other magicians from tampering with his seal.
Biography:
As far as he could remember, Jack has always been Jack.
There was never a time when he was never Jack. It was like his life began on the ground watching an anthill far away from the city, and while he never had those fansy pansy things like parents and a house, he knew that he has always been Jack. Jack was an orphan that got by through begging, assisting the local baker, and slipping his tiny hands in people’s pockets when they weren’t looking.
The little boy eventually grew into a teenager, and he attracted the attention of a local tomboy orphan that loved to cause havoc in the city. Eventually these two, Jack and Maria, became inseparable. Maria told Jack all her tricks, from stealing from local vendors to swinging a knife. They got into a lot of trouble together.
Those happy days eventually came to an end years later when some bad men came into the city and bagged up all the street rats like them, children and teenagers nobody would miss. The next thing Jack knew, he was auctioned to a man with expensive robes and a smile he couldn’t trust.
The man called himself an entrepreneur, and Jack an investment. Jack was never really the smartest boy. Night after night, he was put at the middle of a circle with candles, chanting and unknown marks that made his skin crawl until eventually, eventually they managed to achieve what they wanted to do. The quality of Jack’s skin changed forever and there was a mark at the back of his neck that marked him as a weapon.
The magician ordered Jack to kill the entrepreneur. So he did. They set off into the world. The magician was never kind or caring, but you learn to work with the things you have, and Jack developed a deep fondness for the aloof man. He was then sold to pirates. Slavers. Rich men that want to get richer. When he was forced to kill a carriage with children inside it, that was when he decided this life was enough and boarded the closest ship to nowhere while his mark was still black enough for the magician not to detect.
Jack lived through centuries with different names and identities. He experienced the world in his own terms for the first time and he found that he adored it, but as an outsider looking in. He swore himself to a string of causes – a war, a beautiful mermaid, and once, an enchanted mirror.
None of them were as striking as the golden-eyed demon. Fast forward from the medieval period to 2002 New York. Jack was living under the alias of David Baltimore, in a loft with his beautiful wife. He had just introduced his paintings to the local art museum when a beautiful man with golden eyes knew just the right things to say to him. Jack felt it then – the unmistakable spark, the growing obsession.
There was something about him and the gentleman. Even the gentleman felt it too, and he feared it. Jack was about ready to run away with him when he found out that the gentleman had played him and his wife. The ensuing fallout destroyed Jack’s marriage, career and home, and at the end of it, he still offered the demon his heart.
He was viciously rejected.
And so the mercenary wandered.
His travels eventually led him to the company of a recruiter, where his past was eventually re-discovered. They gave him a letter and offered sanctuary. Jack set off to Manta Carlos, not under an alias, but what he has always been: Jack.
Nickname: The Wandering Mercenary
Age: He’s lost count. At least 800.
Birthday: Sometime in Autumn
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Category: Student
Class: College
Grade: Grad School
College Major: Art Theory
Appearance Description:
- A towering 7ft flat
- Muscular and kind of beefy
- Generally earthy tones: Brown hair, brown skin, brown eyes
- Skin rough and fingers calloused
- Gives off a very tired vibe with posture and expressions
- Prefers shorter hairstyles for convenience’s sake
- Incredibly handsome in a scruffy way
- Ambiguously brown, though looks a bit Spanish and Roma
- Fashion: Mix of comfy and casual fashionable
Personality Description:
Initially, Jack’s the human equivalent of one, big shrug. He’s super chill with everything. His idea of a good day is chatting up someone pretty with a beer in his hand. That’s it. He’d be content the entire week after that. It’s pretty easy for him to make friends because he’s friendly, nonjudgmental and he has a fantastic sense of humor, plus he’s up for whatever antics people around him are doing because. Why the hell not.
There are times where Jack draws the line though. Dangerous, possibly evil stuff or acts of revenge – things that could hurt other people or themselves – get a big no-no from him and he feels it’s his duty to step in to intervene. Kids don’t know better. He doesn’t want to be a wet blanket, but he wouldn’t want them to do shit they’d regret later in life. Jack is generally considered a cool big brother by most of his friend groups for exactly this reason. He’s a gentle giant with a big heart and a big appetite.
There’s a kind of unmistakable sadness that follows Jack around though. Whether it’s because of the dark rings around his eyes or the fact that Jack never fails to get drunk every night, it’s evident that there’s something about him that’s missing. Broken. Empty. Like he never fully looks at something. When people get close to him enough to notice this, they realize they have no idea what this could be, because Jack is a master at making people seem like they know him but they don’t at all.
Jack embodies the soul of a wanderer. He could attempt to settle somewhere, but he’d always be looking for a purpose, a spark, a reason for living. Not to say he could never find that spark, but those shiny, glimmering things only appear so often in his life and they shake him up violently, for good or for ill, but the passage of time blows so many things away, so he always keeps finding himself back to Square 1 eventually. Needless to say, when he finds that spark again, he’s sinking his teeth in them and never letting go.
Powers:
THE PERFECT MERCENARY:
There is a mark at the back of Jack’s neck that signifies his status as a magical mercenary. When it is black, it means that he is available. When it is red, it means that he has accepted a contract. Jack cannot deny contracts when they’ve been properly cast and he cannot disobey the orders of his master. Jack is a mercenary and not a servant, so any orders unrelated to grunt work or violence have no effect on him. The mark is currently black.
To hire him, ask him directly if he’s available for hire and offer him something of value like money, or even senses. Souls for bigger contracts. He can’t respond no if his mark is black. He will be compelled to collect when the contract is done.
Immortality/Invulnerability: (AVAILABLE ALL THE TIME) As long as he’s enchanted to be the perfect mercenary, Jack can’t be killed. Fatal wounds and deadly explosions could temporarily break him apart, but he will eventually regenerate. There is powerful magic holding his body together.
Enhanced Strength and Speed: (HALF-AVAILABLE NORMALLY) When he’s hired, Jack is at least ten times stronger and faster than a physically fit human. His punches can destroy thick concrete and he could run faster than most cars. Exemplary displays of this trait burns his energy incredibly fast, though. Jack needs to eat at least five hearty meals a day. When he’s not hired, this is still active, but halved.
Weapon Genius: (AVAILABLE WHEN HIRED) Jack is able to master whatever weapon he touches as soon as he lays his hand on it. It’s as if there’s some sort of magic that reconstructs the weapon in his head and makes it familiar. Outside of contracts, Jack only knows how to use a sword, a spear and a pistol with maximum efficiency.
Power Nullification: (AVAILABLE WHEN HIRED) Spells or psychic attacks just do not work on him.
Weaknesses:
Contract Compulsion: Let me stress this again: Jack can’t disobey. Period. He’s been forced to commit heinous crimes because of his contractsThis shit is not a joke.
Beckoning: Jack can wander off if he’s been hired and proceed with his normal life, but as soon as his employer calls him to his side, Jack will hear the order, drop everything and run to their direction.
Nullification: If/When the magician that enchanted him comes back and removes the magic, Jack will finally die. There are wards that prevent other magicians from tampering with his seal.
Biography:
As far as he could remember, Jack has always been Jack.
There was never a time when he was never Jack. It was like his life began on the ground watching an anthill far away from the city, and while he never had those fansy pansy things like parents and a house, he knew that he has always been Jack. Jack was an orphan that got by through begging, assisting the local baker, and slipping his tiny hands in people’s pockets when they weren’t looking.
The little boy eventually grew into a teenager, and he attracted the attention of a local tomboy orphan that loved to cause havoc in the city. Eventually these two, Jack and Maria, became inseparable. Maria told Jack all her tricks, from stealing from local vendors to swinging a knife. They got into a lot of trouble together.
Those happy days eventually came to an end years later when some bad men came into the city and bagged up all the street rats like them, children and teenagers nobody would miss. The next thing Jack knew, he was auctioned to a man with expensive robes and a smile he couldn’t trust.
The man called himself an entrepreneur, and Jack an investment. Jack was never really the smartest boy. Night after night, he was put at the middle of a circle with candles, chanting and unknown marks that made his skin crawl until eventually, eventually they managed to achieve what they wanted to do. The quality of Jack’s skin changed forever and there was a mark at the back of his neck that marked him as a weapon.
The magician ordered Jack to kill the entrepreneur. So he did. They set off into the world. The magician was never kind or caring, but you learn to work with the things you have, and Jack developed a deep fondness for the aloof man. He was then sold to pirates. Slavers. Rich men that want to get richer. When he was forced to kill a carriage with children inside it, that was when he decided this life was enough and boarded the closest ship to nowhere while his mark was still black enough for the magician not to detect.
Jack lived through centuries with different names and identities. He experienced the world in his own terms for the first time and he found that he adored it, but as an outsider looking in. He swore himself to a string of causes – a war, a beautiful mermaid, and once, an enchanted mirror.
None of them were as striking as the golden-eyed demon. Fast forward from the medieval period to 2002 New York. Jack was living under the alias of David Baltimore, in a loft with his beautiful wife. He had just introduced his paintings to the local art museum when a beautiful man with golden eyes knew just the right things to say to him. Jack felt it then – the unmistakable spark, the growing obsession.
There was something about him and the gentleman. Even the gentleman felt it too, and he feared it. Jack was about ready to run away with him when he found out that the gentleman had played him and his wife. The ensuing fallout destroyed Jack’s marriage, career and home, and at the end of it, he still offered the demon his heart.
He was viciously rejected.
And so the mercenary wandered.
His travels eventually led him to the company of a recruiter, where his past was eventually re-discovered. They gave him a letter and offered sanctuary. Jack set off to Manta Carlos, not under an alias, but what he has always been: Jack.
