Name: Alvin Callaghan (AKA Gentleman Jack)
Race: Human (Midlander)
Appearance: As an assassin, he wears a red cap, a mask, and a cape that covers his entire body, hiding away many of his instruments and tools. Underneath that cape, he wears his civilian clothes which consists of a redvest and white undershirt, with black dress pants and shoes.
According to which appearance he has on, he uses different sets of equipment. As an assassin, he hides 6 throwing knives on the upper left part of the inside of his cape. He also hides several vials of poison on the upper right part of his cape. A dagger is strapped in its sheath beside his hip, and a quiver of arrows is strapped to his back. He holds the bow most in hand most of the time.
As a civilian, he sheds off the mask, cape, dagger, quiver, and bow to hides them in his bag of belongings (save for the poisons, which he keeps in a smaller bag that he has on him as a civilian). The only piece of equipment he uses in this guise is a saber.
Other details about his appearance includes Heterochromia (having one eye green, and the other blue), mid-length black hair, light skin, and a thin, but durable, physique.
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Assassin said
It doesn't matter if they're a king or a slave. They can die. That's what I'm here for. To send them off to the Reaper.
That's what another assassin said to me during a job that included four of us. He wanted to sound cool, but it just made him sound like an idiot.
I am Alvin Callaghan...at least that's the name I go by as an assassin. If anyone saw me without my mask and cape, they'd see me as someone else. The man with amnesia who goes by the nickname, "Gentleman Jack." I put up quite a convincing act, though it's difficult to keep up sometimes. Well...I guess it's not entirely an act. After all this time, switching between Alvin Callaghan and Gentleman Jack, I can't remember who I was before.
I guess it doesn't matter, though. I don't have any interest in retrieving any lost memories. I'm just here to kill for the ones who hire me. My clients range from young to old, across the land. Their reasons for wanting someone dead doesn't interest me, and if they regret it afterwards, it's not my fault. Using this type of thinking has set me for life, so there really isn't any need for me to continue as an assassin.
In truth, I don't really take on clients much anymore. I just travel this land, and only take on a client out of boredom...Hm? I seem to be rambling. I'll stop here for now.