Jake Lonergan
male human fighter 3 TN
hgt: 5’10 wgt: 184 lbs
eyes: Ice Blue
hair: Blonde
age: 27
Jake Lonergan (Having been confronted by a crossbow wielding man in a church of the Gambler): I've been shot.
Meacham (Priest of the Gambler, holding the crossbow): Only two kinds of men get shot: criminals and victims. Which one are you?
Jake Lonergan: I don't know.
Meacham: You got a name, friend?
Jake Lonergan: I don't know that either.
Meacham: Just what do you know?
Jake Lonergan: Common.
Concept:
A man with a shady past that he can't remember is trying to figure out who he was, and be better than that.
Appearance:
"Lonergan?" The man said it like 'Law-ner-gun.' "You're lookin' fer Lonergan? Did he take somethin' from ya? Or is someone you know tryin' ta git'cha kilt?" The man shook his head. "I'd be lookin' fer somethin' else to spend my time doing, I wanted to keep havin' time ta spend. But if'n you're serious about it, well, he was here a few days ago. He ain't a tall man - not short, neither, but he's broad 'cross the shoulders. Keeps hisself neat. Leastwise, he did when he was here in town." Another nod, and a spit of chaw over the porch railing. "He keeps his head down, mostly. Keeps hisself to hisself. But when he looks at you - them eyes o' his - it's like he's lookin' through you. You say the wrong thing, or worse yet, do the wrong thing, them eyes is a promise, he's gonna go through you. You absolutely sure you wanna find him?"
Other than being clean-shaven, Jake looks like most prospectors, with leather chaps over his wool trousers, a button-down shirt under a brown vest, and a wide-brimmed hat over his short-cropped blonde hair. He wears a chain shirt over the vest, and a leather duster over that. A quivver over his shoulder holds arrows and a worn-looking short bow. A bandolier across his chest keeps a flail ready at his other shoulder. He also wears a metal thing on his left wrist - too wide to be just a bracelet, too small to be a proper bracer, it could be some kind of fancy shackle.
He carries an aura about himself of a man who doesn't want trouble, but has plenty to give out, if others are feelin' short of their own.
Personality:
Jake is a survivor. His default setting is "anti-social," but he's trying to be better, as he remembers someone who wanted him to "be a better man." It doesn't always work out.
Background:
A man with a past he can't - or doesn't want to - remember. There was a woman. It ended badly. That's about all you're gettin' outta him, partner.
Languages:
Common, Aklo
