Jared sits at a quiet bar, the room is filled with cigarette smoke, in front of him an ash tray overflowing with cigarettes. He tapped at his nearly empty pack idly, noting that he had already inhaled 10 of the little death sticks already. He took a swig of his whiskey, the demon brew alcohol didn’t do his sour mouth any favors. One…..
The local tongue here is Brevari. Few living people actually know the Rajik’s exist, well with the exception of some of the higher up government officials.. Jared didn’t blame the government or the Rajik’s for their secrecy. Considering Rajik’s fit the description of Christian demons down to their pointy tails they would be understandably cautious around Humans.Two…
He took another drag from his cigarette. Jared’s hands began to get shaky, he put one hand over the other in an attempt to still himself. Maryi’Et Thall was close.. he could feel himself perspiring. Mary as Jared called her was a Rajik goods trader, she was also what the humans would call a Succubus. She had things, knowledge, wares… And then of course.. she was mind breakingly beautiful. She also loved to consume Humans whole and alive. Three…
As his cigarette drew down to the butt, he smashed it out into the cigarette graveyard that used to be a clean ash tray. He didn’t want to deal with Mary for obvious reasons. However, if he was going to get to the bottom of the “crisis” in Providence he was going to need information. The entire supernatural world was leaking into Providence.. Something was drawing them there.. He had read the reports.. the town was being sucked dry of its residents.. That’s what happens when the things that go bump in the night converge and blend in with society. He felt a warm hand gently caress his back… the kind of touch that made your tie feel just a little too tight.
“Hello Mary…” Jared said cautious not to make eye contact with the female Rajik.
Description/Background:
Jared Everett grew up a distant cousin of the Marsh family, who hailed from the town of Innsmouth not far from Providence. The family blood line was corrupted by Elder god blood. The Everett’s were eventually responsible for sacking the entire town of Innsmouth and eradicating their family.
Jared’s father Brixton used to relish on the days they stopped the “damned” cult uprising. The Everett’s specialized in correlating sensitive occult information and preventing events that threatened the existence of the human race. It’s not so much about Physical or Mental aptitude that drives an Everett… but sheer will of mind.
The average Everett life expectancy isn’t often the longest due to their nature of their duty. They are driven by a higher order and must make necessary sacrifices to prevent ultimate disaster. As a result, Brixton was murdered in his sleep at the slimy hands of the last Marsh. His body was found thoroughly masticated next to his beloved wife Stella. They had served their purpose however, by raising Jared to the youthful age of 21. He eventually tracked down the deep one, its immortal head remains locked away for when he is having a bad day.
Jared is inquisitive, secretive, and cautious… if not sometimes all out paranoid. He has a good intuition even if he lacks the basic necessities of social graces. Most people might describe him as bookish or shy. They only know half of his story, the rest of it remains buried in the past.
Scene/Setting Ideas:
Too Much Information
Jared has stumbled upon the whereabouts of a ritual that is about to occur. In an attempt to thwart it he stumbles into a situation over his head. Will he be a dinner guest before the main event?
The Trouble With…
As an Everett, Jared is responsible for attending various festivities as the Unknown and Unofficial Ambassador for the entire Human race. Invitation to a swamp naga den? What could possibly go wrong?
You probably shouldn’t touch that…
Jared’s primary responsibility is to get to relics before someone else does and to stow it away for the good of humanity. The only problem is relics are tricky devils and their potentials are not fully understood.
Better the Devil you know..
Demons have often little to do with the human race. Unfortunately, the poor devils find themselves constantly summoned and bothered by aspiring occultists. It must be frustrating going about your day, only to be badgered for answers about goings on in the mortal world. Jared often consorts with demons, because they do have some good information… they can be.. rather feisty and unpredictable.
Does this look Paranormal/Supernatural to you?
Jared’s an occult themed character who deals with everything from Aliens to Zombies. If you want a scene but aren’t sure how to make your character fit with mine, let me know I’ll be happy to brainstorm on a plot.
Player Likes:
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