Age and appearance currently in construction. ;]
Name: Deagon "Digger" Jack.
Age: Your character's age.
Sex: Male.
Appearance: Your character's appearance. A picture or description will do nicely. (Or a hybrid of both if you prefer.)
History:Positive: Former Soldier.
Negative: Coward's Flight.
Born to an Irish mother and French father, Deaglan was raised by London. With his two brothers and sister, he wrecked unbridled havoc upon its poor populace, bored with the typical life of the poor. Still, he somehow managed to push his way through a couple years of gradeschool, learning how to read and write.
At the age of seventeen, he was sent off to fight in the First Boer's War, deployed alongside his older brother.
In one of the skirmishes, the devastation was so dire that Digger fled, chased by his brother to save him from treason. However, before he could make it very far, an explosion tore the ground behind him, killing his brother and seriously injuring Digger through shrapnel.
He was eventually recovered and sent back home with a morphine prescription. As soon as he realized he was becoming dependant, he cut himself off from the addiction.
Through his younger brother, a priest in a small town outside London, he secured a position as a sexton and gravedigger. He worked here for near a decade, when he caught a snippet of rumour on a well-paid position in need of someone who knows their way around a shovel. Knowing he wasn't worth much else, he took the offer.
Technical InformationCareer Path: Sexton.
Specializations:Repeated Bites: One can adapt to everything, given enough exposure. And Digger's had his fair share of exposure to Death.
Apathy: There is a limit to one's sanity that, onced breeched, can never be restored. Unfortunately, this was not the case of Digger; his limit, like bone, regrew thicker once broken. That isn't to say that it didn't heal a little crooked, however.
Inventory: Your character’s inventory. You may add as many miscellaneous items as you wish, within reason. There are some things added here already: You get to keep these unless they’re replaced by a different item based on your career path.
Heavy Axe: Useful for breaking through thick hides. And skulls.
Spade: Much like the axe, but also useful for post-mortem.
Combat Knife: Sometimes you need to stick 'em before you can thick 'em good..
Standard Issue Military Sidearm: Not as reliable as his trade tools, but good for drawing attention, in a pinch..
Civilian Clothing: Torn, patched, dirty. Some leathers weren't meant for man, but they do keep mighty warm.
Light Armour: Not that it's of much use anyways.
First Aid Kit: Usually, Digger deals on the opposite side of death, but still a handy thing to have around.
Radio: Sometimes it's nice to talk to the living once in a while. To get a fresh perspective.
Mapping Tools: Don't much like getting lost. What's the point of a burial with nobody to mourn over one's grave?
Pocket Watch: A small medallion sized pocket watch, clockwork, keeps the time through grinding gears. Thick metal keeps it safe. Attached to an old copper chain.
Gaslamp: A small hand lamp.
Torches: Three unlit torches.
Flint Spark Lighter: A simple ferrocerium lighter.
Rucksack: Filled with all the things you wouldn't need to imagine.
Signature: Holmishire, and I'll bury meself as easily as the scent of yonder fishmen, were smelling I capable.
