:JAECHAR: cT App

J A E C H A R ► V I V E R E

AGE: 27
BIRTHDAY: ???
ETHNICITY: Mixed - Italian / Romanian

Gender: Male
Height: 6"4'
ARCHONS: Kalila Oumbri

CODE: JV1324
DEPARTMENT: Combat
TIER: Tier 1

SPECIALITY: Close Range / Hand-to-hand Combat

STRENGTHS:
► High stamina / agility
► Familiar with a large range of firearms and weaponry
► High pain tolerance

WEAKNESSES
► Poor with long range weaponry (poor depth perception because of his missing eye)
► Easily angered and quick to violence
► Follows instincts more than logic
► Issues with authority

PERSONALITY
Self-serving
- He does what he wants; most of his actions in life have been to further his own desires with little consideration for others

Arrogant
- He is easily swayed by money. His penchant for disobedience; however, lead people to hesitate when hiring him because of his fickelness when executing orders. It is only his reputation for brutal efficiency and taking jobs that no one else otherwise would that keeps his pockets lined.

Casually cruel
- Vicious with an almost animalistic view on human lives, he values little more than the ability to dominate over another. He believes strength is synonymous with validation, and doesn't hesitate to use any means to achieve his goals.

All-around asshole
- He doesn't seem to have a moral code at all, and is just as like to claim to be 'your friend' as to stab you in the back

HISTORY


One of Basildon's many lost children, Jaechar was a child born out of wed-lock to a miserable couple barely scraping by in the slums of Basildon. Subsisting mostly off of welfare and whatever money they could make peddling on the streets, Jaechar was sent to school only whenever they felt they could spare him (or whenever he wasn't needed to steal from the unsuspecting crowds). When Jaechar was 8, his father suffered a psychotic break under stess, killing first his wife and then himself (at the kitchen table, with the kitchen knife, at 2:00pm in the afternoon, Jaechar can still recall).

Having no recorded next of kin, the government placed Jaechar in a small catholic orphanage. Not wanting to have the child associated with his father's crimes, he was given another last name: "Vivere", meaning "to live" in Latin. Unfortunately, the orphanage (like many at that time), was largely a front to siphon off money from both government and church funding. Very little went back to the children or facilities.

During that time, Jaechar spent more time on the streets than at the orphanage, eventually running away. He drifted between bad crowds and influential gangs, too young to truly join, but old enough to enthralled by its vices (violence, drugs, alcohol). He stole what he could, and borrowed what he couldn't, incurring debt and animosity on both sides. He earned a reputation for being vicious and ruthless.

When Jaechar turned 18, he fell under pressure to choose sides and swear allegiance to one of the gangs (to pay back his debts owing). Rather than do either, he ran away to the army, which promised both room AND board, with the occasional stipend (which could easily be spent on women and booze overseas away from authoritative scrutiny). He rose swiftly in the ranks, though more through necessity than skill. Though effective and brutally efficient, he had a penchant for disobeying direct orders. He was eventually designated leader of a specialized task force assigned mostly to covert ops and suicide missions. Jaechar's last mission fell fatally apart when his team encountered a rift and emerging Outlier amidst an enemy  reconnaissance. Parasitic in nature, it anchored itself to Jaechar's eye, using his body to eliminate both teams before Jaechar managed to regain enough of his senses to physically cut out his own eye in order to remove it. Returning half dead to camp, but having still mostly achieved the mission objective, he was discharged home for surgery and permanent convalescence.

Burning quickly through his soldier's pension and unable to forget his encounter with the supernatural, he applied for a job at the first place that offered sufficient distraction (and money): Lethe.

ADDITIONAL:
► Absolutely hates the cold with a passion, and is always found bundled up in numerous layers or huddled by the heater during winter
► Still retains some contacts from his gang days
► Semi-fluent in Latin (due to his time at the orphanage) and is capable of speaking prayers in Latin as well
► Though not religious, he keeps a small crucifix on his person at all times
► Is quite happy to expound (usually falsely) on almost all his scars except the one on his chest, over his heart, and the incident that took his eye

► Has croc tattoos across his neck, arms, and back