Name: Black Jack
Race: Human
Age: 26
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Hair: Black
Eye Color: Grey
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Weapons: A short sword, a deck of metal edged throwing cards, and a number of daggers stashed up Black Jack's person.
Armor: None
Powers/Abilities: Black Jack is a minor Magician, able to perform cantrips and lesser magicks. He is also a Bard and is able to rouse his allies with songs, stories, and the like. He focuses most of his power on psionic ability. Black Jack can perform many Acrobatics and Card tricks.
Temperament: A Joker, Black Jack always has a smile on his face. He is a general Smart-a**, and sometimes troublemaker, but his happy-go-lucky demeanor masks a darker side. He may wear a mischievous grin at all times, but strikes fear into many as he wears that same smile while he is able to slit a person's throat.
Pets: none at the moment
Occupation: Master Thief, Gentleman-at-Arms, hustler
Serving Under: Queen of Thieves Elizabeth Anne Ragashi
Siblings: None
History: Black Jack was raised in the Circus, his family was made up of the Sideshow freaks, Hustlers, gamblers, Acrobats, and Clowns. Deciding he wanted more in his life, Black Jack left the circus at the age of seventeen. He soon discovered that life on his own was not all it was cracked up to be. To feed himself he took to hustling cards on the street, joining fight clubs, and doing other various despicable acts he would rather not speak of. At the age of Twenty, he came across a small town, with a large, imposing mansion within a compound. Thinking this was his big score, he broke into the mansion, evading all the guards, security cameras and traps. Soon however, as he entered a Study, the door shut behind him, and would not budge, no matter how many tricks he tried upon it, or what he did. He scanned the room in fear, thinking that this was it, this was where he was going die, when the guards finally found him. That is when the chair at the desk turned around, revealing an intimidating man wearing a mask, and with glowing white eyes. Lanyx offered Black Jack a choice. Work for him, as Lanyx had use for Black Jack's skills, or rot in prison for the rest of his life. He chose the former, and has found out a very tight-knit family of allies and comrades.
Race: Human
Age: 26
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Hair: Black
Eye Color: Grey
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Weapons: A short sword, a deck of metal edged throwing cards, and a number of daggers stashed up Black Jack's person.
Armor: None
Powers/Abilities: Black Jack is a minor Magician, able to perform cantrips and lesser magicks. He is also a Bard and is able to rouse his allies with songs, stories, and the like. He focuses most of his power on psionic ability. Black Jack can perform many Acrobatics and Card tricks.
Temperament: A Joker, Black Jack always has a smile on his face. He is a general Smart-a**, and sometimes troublemaker, but his happy-go-lucky demeanor masks a darker side. He may wear a mischievous grin at all times, but strikes fear into many as he wears that same smile while he is able to slit a person's throat.
Pets: none at the moment
Occupation: Master Thief, Gentleman-at-Arms, hustler
Serving Under: Queen of Thieves Elizabeth Anne Ragashi
Siblings: None
History: Black Jack was raised in the Circus, his family was made up of the Sideshow freaks, Hustlers, gamblers, Acrobats, and Clowns. Deciding he wanted more in his life, Black Jack left the circus at the age of seventeen. He soon discovered that life on his own was not all it was cracked up to be. To feed himself he took to hustling cards on the street, joining fight clubs, and doing other various despicable acts he would rather not speak of. At the age of Twenty, he came across a small town, with a large, imposing mansion within a compound. Thinking this was his big score, he broke into the mansion, evading all the guards, security cameras and traps. Soon however, as he entered a Study, the door shut behind him, and would not budge, no matter how many tricks he tried upon it, or what he did. He scanned the room in fear, thinking that this was it, this was where he was going die, when the guards finally found him. That is when the chair at the desk turned around, revealing an intimidating man wearing a mask, and with glowing white eyes. Lanyx offered Black Jack a choice. Work for him, as Lanyx had use for Black Jack's skills, or rot in prison for the rest of his life. He chose the former, and has found out a very tight-knit family of allies and comrades.
