|Primary Role||Cat Shaman|
A former corporate magical researcher, now running the Shadows to achieve pennace... or vindication. As former corp scum, after a slightly rocky start he's had many months of exceptional successes. And a couple of near failures. And one or two soul-scarring mistakes.
Now he has a reputation as a solid wielder of magic, just above a 50/50 "would invite to the Lodge" with local spirits, and a few ridiculous enemies.
Eradicating an Ant Queen has marked him as an enemy of the Hives, and all Hive Invae want his scalp (which is slightly more reassuring than wanting to live in his scalp).
He's discovered he's a scion of Loki, in the way, way back up the ancestral tree. And Loki, apparently, likes to mess with people almost as much as legend says. One more sometimes-voice-in-his-head for the collection. And as a direct result of great-gran-to-the-n'ths prodigious power, he is, it turns out, a Sea Drake.
Which he has, through significant hard work, managed to keep nearly secret. Svipul and her Valkyrie know. Brandy knows (and what Brandy knows, Whiskey learns). But other than that? So far as he knows, no one.
Revealed as a Corporate researcher on merging spirit with flesh by Shadowrunners, Jared fled to the shadows himself.Though EVO may have temporarily lost sight of him, the shadows seem to know full well he's tarred with damnation from his previous masters. Only time will tell if he can redeem himself, or prove his prior research was less monstrous than it was made to seem.
Spirit Champion: Thwarted an Ant Queen
Spirit Hunter (1)
Talking to himself (or Cat, or stream-of-consciousness narration of his thought processes)
Intolerant of slobs, with very grudging acceptance of Whiskey.
Bad rep (EVO associations)
Spirit Bane (Hive Invae)
Wanted (for being a Drake, which presumably only his draconic overlords would potentially know about or care about at this point, but it's a scary world so who knows)
And thanks to stress and inner turmoil, he's become a bit of a cutter. Which has, now and then, made people think he MIGHT be a blood mage. Which he's not. Yet.
Survive. Grow. Thrive if possible. Find an alternative to his original Thesis now that events have severely harmed his faith in its viability.
And maybe, just maybe, make up for the damage done in his former life.
And, with luck, finish his new and modified Thesis. Channeling, performed on others, and Fettered or in some other way made somewhat lasting. Transformative, particularly for the crippled or magic impaired.
Appearance and Style
Not a tall person, but generally not put on the defensive by others towering over him. Perhaps 1.7m if he wears tall shoes (~5'6").
Black hair, violet eyes, pale skin.
Immaculately dressed, if sometimes a little smudge here and there on his skin (the price of living a slightly rougher life than he'd intended) or hair more than gently touseled. For meets, he cleans up very well.
Preferred garb around town are a collared white shirt, snappy jacket of immaculate make in a dark blue that looks like it might be real silk (though it admittedly moves like it's more an armored jacket with an extreme makeover), and fitted trousers with a narrow belt. Rounded off by sturdy, practical leather hiking boots.
On his left wrist wears a friendship bracelet woven of what looks like hair (brown, black, golden, silver, flame and autumn leaves), possibly fur, and even odder strands both in type and color. Woven into it is a smooth river rock. On that hand he wears a ring that looks like it is made from a single sapphire or other blue crystal, yet fits perfectly.
|Way Out Extractions||9||6|
|Troy "Glitched" Bannerman||4||5|
|Name||SIN Rating||SIN Type||Issued by|
|Jacob Winters||6||National||United Canadian and American States|
|Jacob Winterlight||5||National||Tir Tairngire|