Name: Clayton John
Age: 57
Gender: M
Species: Human (a hunter of vampires)
Nationality: United States
Personality: Clayton John is a stubborn Reverend and veteran Vampire Hunter hailing from Arizona. A firm believer in the word of Christ, Reverend John has a religious and personal investment in slaying vampires wherever he should come across him, and it is nigh impossible to convince him not to pursue a lead to the location of a Coven of the foul creatures. This holy crusade he has sought out is his life's passion, and he has accepted that it is a dangerous line of work and that he could very easily die. It is a worthy cause to die for; protecting the innocent, guarding those who cannot guard themselves, and cleansing this Earthly realm of Satan's pawns.
He is usually well-spoken and well-mannered, as "Civility costs nothing and buys everything." Only vampires bring out his anger, to normal folk he is a wisened, serious but kind travelling man of God.
But he is anything but civil when he encounters the fiends he has dedicated his life to combat. Unlike some other hunters, he feels nothing but hatred towards the beings, believing vampirism is a choice more than anything and that those infected can be ridden of their disease by prayer for salvation from God. Any vampire who does not seem to want to repent or be saved is an enemy of all that is good in this world. No exceptions. So doing "deals" with the ghouls is a non-option for the Reverend. In his long life as a Reverend, he has brought many troubled souls to the light of the Lord. In his long life as a Vampire Hunter, he has sent many fiendish ghouls to pre-emptively be judged in the afterlife.
His hatred for vampires all aside, he likes to believe that if one of them genuinely got down on their knees, begged for His mercy and His salvation, that he would be more than willing. And that once they did so, they would be cured of their vampirism. He has seen how they react to Holy Artificacts; it is like venom. The cure would be a painful process for them, but if they stuck through the crucible...well, he had no doubt they would be welcome to Heaven with open arms. Perhaps the salvation of a vampire was all he needed to get a good nights sleep once more.
Until then, his shotgun would do God's work.
Equipment: A sawn-off pump-action shotgun and .357 magnum revolver, both with silver pellets and silver bullets respectively. These firearms are hidden beneath his cloak-like Reverned's coat. A cross on a necklace hangs from his neck, and vials of holy water are hidden in various pockets. He also has a canteen of potable water for when he is thirsty. His most important item is the Holy Bible which he often keeps in-hand. It is his rock in trouble times, and a boone to those who seek guidance. Beneath his clothing he can prepare stab-proof (bite-proof) armor.
In his luggage he also carries various hunting weaponry, tools and extra clothing.
Appearance: His features have somewhat softened in his middle adulthood, but he still carries a strong figure and jaw line. His skin has been darkened and calloused by many long days in the sun, giving ferverent speeches to those who need them. He is haggard, his passion is one of great stress and peril, and many sleepless nights have taken to Clayton. A broad nose and tight, grim-lined mouth are atop his stony chin.
Other: He enjoys watching American Football and playing it with his kids, building ships in bottles and mastering board games.
History: Religion runs deep in his family. His father was a pastor, his mother was a missionary, and he took after them, as did his brothers and sister. (Though one of his brothers left the house, confessed to being an Athiest, and only showed up on Thanksgiving and the 4th of July.) He shared a particular bond with his father, often going hunting with him, watching football, ectetera. One night, his father took him into his room and told Clayton a startling secret he had a hard time believing for a long while. There was a secret war of vampires, and it had been going on for a terribly long time. Satan's minions had taken upon the Earth, and it was up to people like Clayton to defend mankind.
In his early adulthood, he spent his time off pursuing leads of vampires, and actually found one in a nearby town after a few disappearences had baffled the police. It was a short but bloody fight, and he felt oddly triumphant as he stood over the body of his first kill. His father was proud, his mother and siblings didn't know.
He fell and love and got married to nice Christian girl named Alice, and fathered two children. He took a long break from his hunting, to raise them right. He moved to a cozy town to the east of Middlesborough, and for several years everything was peaceful. His parents passed away, but it was a natural death and it though he mourned, it was not a tragic loss. He is feeling a strong bond with his daughter, one similar to that of his father, and intends on telling her of the vampires very soon.
But troubling news in the neighboring town of Middlesborough and dreams that instilled feelings of duty, he bid farewell to his children and wife, and is now seeking vampires once again. He will not allow his family or any other to be raised in such close proximity to Lucifer's dark influence.