Jakob a pris le flyer humide dans le verre humide, scindant l'humidité alors qu'il prenait quelques goupilles de sa propre boisson. Apparemment, quelqu'un avait besoin de chasseurs de primes et le salaire était bon. Il tourna dans son siège, prenant une autre grosse gorgée de sa boisson jusqu'à ce que ses yeux tombaient sur la paire debout près du plateau de primes. Il y avait une jeune femme et un homme plus âgé qui étaient tous deux en train de mettre leurs noms en bas. Pourquoi pas? J'ai besoin de l'argent. Je pourrais même me faire des amis. Jakob a pensé, en espérant que ce n'était pas déjà l'alcool qui parlait. Il a déposé sa boisson et a emprunté un stylo au barman, a fait son chemin à la commission d'avis joyeusement.
"Je peux entrer?" Jakob demanda de glisser entre la femme et l'homme alors qu'elle se présentait à lui. La femme semblait un peu trop grande, et semblait assez comique avec la moitié de son visage couvert d'un grand chapeau de sorcière noir. Peut-être qu'elle était ravie d'être une sorcière. Cela pourrait expliquer pourquoi la partie découverte de son visage avait l'air si musclée. L'homme plus âgé semblait juste fatigué, comme s'il ne voulait même pas être ici, mais aurait juste voulu noyer ses chagrins.
Jakob a brouillé sa signature et a regardé en arrière sur les deux autres. "Vous devez être plus fous que moi. Il m'a fallu une moitié de vodka double pour m'inscrire pour poursuivre un meurtrier, mais tu n'es même pas encore allé au bar. Je suis très impressionné." Jakob chuckled, prolongeant sa main pour que sa boisson lui revienne du bar.
Name: Jakob Abel

Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Magic-user
Biography: Jakob was born to a single-mother in a tiny village in Bavaria, Southern Germany. Unfortunately this tiny village was mostly made up of the members of an infamous Christian cult in Germany which was rumoured to be rife with child abuse and rape. It didn't help that passers by often found shrines draped with the carcasses of animals and other burnt remains, which were also rumoured to be the offerings of the cult to God.
Most of these rumours were true. But this cult wasn't always so extreme; before Jakob was born here a mysterious man arrived in the village claiming that he was sent by God to lead the villagers as God had finally recognised them as his true followers. He introduced himself as Zachiah, and demonstrated his magical abilities which he claimed were God given. As Zachiah led the cult into more extreme acts, he raped several of the women in the cult including Jakob's mother. Non-believers and all those who doubted began to go missing over the years, if they hadn't fled already.
When Jakob was a year old, Zachiah had left the village and moved on. Most likely to another gullible little village who would give him power and money. His mother Ewa was absolute in the fact that Zachiah was a messenger of God and that the rapture was nigh; she would beat Jakob and force him to work the fields and practise scripture until he became the man that Zachiah was. It was only when he was sixteen, when his magical abilities surfaced, that Jakob was finally allowed to see the darker parts of the cult beyond the church walls; the people being dragged out of their homes into the dark fields in the night and being sacrificed. The village was now under the leadership of Mathias, a once close friend of Zachiah's. Jakob became more disenchanted with the cult and their actions, but he didn't understand his magic enough to do much to help anyone. It was around this time that Jakob made his first friend outside of the church, a boy his age named Blake. He was a Canadian boy whose father had come to Germany to pursue a job opportunity, and they didn't seem to take the rumours of the village seriously.
It was over the next year that everything came together for Jakob. He practised his magic at every opportunity he could, and understood the effects it had on him. He learned the spells his father once cast, his 'miracles'. Some things he found he could perform better than others. Levitation came easy, and once he'd summoned fire once it was a breeze. His friendship with Blake grew and more and more Jakob learned that all he was taught growing up was wrong. Eventually, Jakob found himself falling in love with Blake and even told him about his powers. He took him to a remote part of the village close to the mountains and took his hands and levitated both of them high up into the trees where they had their first kiss.
A month later, Blake and his father's house was burned down in the middle of the night as they slept. Jakob was heartbroken, and it wasn't long after that the most influential cult members began to disappear, and by the time the villagers caught on that Jakob was killing them off he returned home to collect his things to flee his village. But his mother was waiting at home, determined to avenge the other members of the cult. She tried to shoot him in the chest with a hunting rifle as he arrived home, but he managed to melt the barrel before she pulled the trigger. He didn't even think about what he was doing, but moments later she was on fire.
Years passed since then, and Jakob travelled around Europe. Magic made life easier but he felt lonesome and decided he wanted to meet other magic-users, so took off towards Blackbury.
Personality: Impulsive, vengeful, reclusive, changeable, obsessive. Overall, he is damaged. At his core he wants only to be happy and have something stable.
Weaponry: N/A
Other Possessions:
Theme Song:  I think the song gets across the whole 'damaged' idea. 
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