Current Name: Jack The Ghoul
Current Gender: Male
Current Age: 23
Current Species: Human Ghoul
Current Appearance:
Personality: Calm, collected and patient. Smarter than most and knows it. A bit of an A-hole and more than likely liable to cover his own ass before helping others.
Unique Skillset(s): Jack was a lead detective in Brooklyn, NY in his past life. Over 40 years of experience turned to pure instinct in his current one. Muscle memory and "hunches" are his main weapon. Throwing some heavy handed and nasty punches thanks to his new undead strength is secondary.
Being a Ghoul has its strengths and weaknesses. Inhuman strength twice that of a normal bodybuilder, the endurance of a zombie and the bite strength not unlike a hyenas. This all comes with the price of an ever lingering hunger for flesh. dead, alive, it dont matter... The average ghoul consumes about 80lbs of flesh and bone a week on average. The longer he goes without, the weaker and more feral he gets.
Soul Relic and Ability:
Veilring- an eerie ring that refuses to leave Jacks hand. The eye moves and watches Jack as if observing his every move.
Main ability- The ring grants him very accute senses as well as a huge resilience to pain. This allows him to push his body past his limits despite the wear and tear it causes.
Secondary ability- "Veilwalker" The eye can see into the Veil and reveal things that cannot be seen by the naked eye. It can also replay gruesome deaths and horrible experiences that happened in the immeadiate area back to Jack at the cost of a taste of his soul.
Former Name: Detective Richard Wells
Former Age: 57
Former Gender: Male
Former Species: Normal human
Former Appearance:
History: A Nypd homicide detective, if not a corrupt one in the least. Has dealt with it all in his past life. Murderous ex wives, suicidal teens, homicidal boyfriends and his personal favorite gang related rival murders. Nothing better to him than seeing some snot nosed gang banger get whats coming to him. One more in the ground is one less on the streets was his motto to live by. Known to be an information broker on the side to rival gangs for the right price lead to be his demise when discovered to be a rat, a staged meeting at a local cemetary turned ambush when promised a huge tip on the next drug trafficking deal location was "leaked" to the wrong person. The gang leader beat Richard half to death with a bat and tossed him in a freshly dug up grave along side some poor widows late Ex husband. Burying him alive yet Nice enough to leave a rubber hose leading out of the ground just wide enough to let air in so he didnt suffocate. Instead he starved to death after a week of no food and what little water dripped through the pipe when it rained. When his partner found him three weeks later it was only because of the grieving ex wife of his dead companion complained about a decaying smell coming up from a small tube next to the headstone. When dug up his partner noticed that Richard tried to take a bite of the Ex-Husbands dead arm in an attempt to sate his hunger. Autopsy later proved his death from formaldehyde poisoning.