Jack is a wanderer, a loner. He spent a bit over 200 years wandering the far flung districts of The City. No one knows why he did this, and he refuses to say. He came back changed, though. Mentally, and physically, now sporting a cybernetic left arm. He won’t speak of what led him to get it, other than it belonged to a dear friend who’s now gone.
His reappearance hasn’t led everyone to be happy, or curious. The crime lord Jehoram is none too happy to see Jack’s return. Their past dealings led to Jack’s exile of sorts. While neither has made any moves against the other, yet, no one doubts bad times are ahead.
Art by BenignCharybdis
Jack belongs to me














