[jon bernthal — 43 — he/him] Introducing GRIFFIN CRONE . Word on the street is they are a MEDIC and member of THE BROTHERHOOD for the past 2 YEARS . Though they are AGGRESIVE and HEADSTRONG , they can also be INSIGHTFUL and DETERMINED . In the chaos of New York City, they’re sure to fit right in.
✉ FUN FACT: has a mangy orange cat named butters that hates everyone
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BIOGRAPHY .
Came from a broken family that morphed his stunted emotions into unbridled rage. He subjected himself to the local mob as a grunt, and studied subjects in medical profession on the side. Over the years he found that he had a knack for killing and climbed the ranks.
He met a normie years later when he was knee deep in ranking up. Affection and romance had never really been his thing, he had always told himself, but the truth was that he had never been shown or taught what that was like. Yet meeting this one baker at a relatively new cafe made a small dent in that hellbent anger, and it made him curious and, dare he admit it, made him long for some sort of companionship. They had plenty of late night rendezvous, and the feelings they had for one slowly grew to the point where they were both in love.
If only things stopped there, though. Andrea was also a native of his hometown, but she had always had dreams of moving out. There hadn’t been a deadline for that, but it was a goal she wanted to achieve nonetheless. The longer Griffin and Andrea were together, the more Andrea worried about Griffin’s safety. She might not have known all the gritty details of his position, but it didn’t take much for her to pick up that his job wasn't safe. So, the subject of moving out of state eventually came up. At first it was just a small idea, something on a whim, but then Andrea started to get more and more serious about it.
So they started to fight more often. Griffin with his beaten and hacked up body, and Andrea’s stressed induced insomnia out of hopes that she’d see Griffin before going to sleep. Then, one day, Griffin couldn’t take it anymore. He knew he wasn’t going to leave the state, his home, but he also didn’t want to keep Andrea in a place that she hated. And, as much as Griffin wanted to just drop everything and live a normal life, he came to the halting realization that he didn’t, and wouldn’t, know how. So they split up, more or less amicably, but it left Griffin with a bruised heart and a hell lot more rage than before.
Years passed before he met his second ex, Lachlan, during his early thirties. He had his blade embedded right next to the femoral artery of the other’s thigh, and the blunt of the other’s gun had been jammed right into his temple. It was bloody love at first sight. Yet that only lasted for three years before he was gunned down a part of an altercation gone wrong- one that he hadn’t been a part of for once.
He’d been working as one of the elite hitmen then, but the loss of his ex snapped something in him that he hadn’t felt before — complete and utter heartbreak. Griffin resigned from the field and focused on the interest he had for medicine. Moved states thinking that'd shape him up. Yet old habits die hard. Familiarity found at scenes of conflict and violence, even harder. He didn’t have it in him to muscle through like before, but being a medic once integrated into The Brotherhood puts him at ease. For now.
