"Yeah, you know what? There's a ton of lore on unicorns too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams and they shoot rainbows out of their ass!" -The Immortal Dean
Name: Jacob Washbourne
Nickname: Jay, Red
Species: Hunter
Age: 18
Appearance: Jacob stands at just under 6 feet tall and weighs in at a feather over ninety kilograms. He clearly works very hard on his physique, having strong lean muscles that speak to those around him of both strength and speed. He is normally dressed in a set of green cargo pants made from a durable material ending at a set of black side zip combat boots. On his torso is a tight black t-shirt under a thick brown leather jacket. Despite the fact he often wears such heavy clothes he is not afraid to show off the fact that he is fit and actively participates in many different physical activities, usually donning the appropriate attire for whatever sport or activity he is pursuing.
He has light red hair, just slightly to dark to call strawberry blonde. His hair is short along the sides and back and a little longer on the top stopping just before it would interfere with his eyesight. It is generally just ruffled enough that is looks like he got out of bed all of five minutes ago. His eyes are startling pools of blue and often glitter with humor, as morbid as it may be at times. Along his jawline is just a hint of stubble, enough to look careless but still well maintained. He has a strong jawline and high distinctive cheekbones. Overall he is considered pretty damn handsome by some, even if it is marred by the fact that his nose has obviously been broken in the past and sits at a slightly crooked angle.
Personality: Normally he is filled with good humour, quick to make a joke even if the timing of the jokes can be a little off. However he is good at what he does as well as handsome and it shows in his attitude he is prideful and some would say arrogant. He is also prone to bouts of extreme anger when he can become cruel and vicious, however it generally takes something extra to push him there. He is also often an outrageous flirt, even when he means nothing by it. To his friends it is endearing to others however it can seem offputting at first.
Weapons/Equipment: 1970 Camaro SS, Blessed rune engraved Bowie knife (Carried in hidden jacket sheath.), Silver bootknife (Carried at all times.), Dual Chrome M1911's engraved with religious symbols (Hidden in car with a variety of ammo to suit most situations.), Remington 780 tactical (Kept at home. Saved for special situations. Has a small selection of blessed shells. For when you really need some holy fire.)
