Name: Jackson King
Age: 30
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Sexual Style: Conventional, Romantic

Description:
Physically Jackson is a big and imposing guy standing roughly six foot and change, weighing in around one ninety of sheer muscle. Hard brown eyes seem to never show emotion instead they always seem to be like a calm ocean. Even under the most stressful situations his eyes always reflect a cool headed mind. Calloused hands tell a story of a working man while the scars tell of battle. Talking in a low baritone voice his speech is often short and to the point. A veteran of many conflicts is body is hard and lean despite the size.

Often he wears his black hair in a short buzz cut. His Caucasian skin is tanned. Symptoms of his alcoholism have left it weathered and hard. Giving off a strong worldly father and uncle look.

Distinguishing Marks:
Shrapnel wounds dominates his left torso and underside of his upper arm. There is a scar from a broken bottle on his stomach. Animal bite on his right forearm accompanied by a puncture wounds on his left shoulder. A gunshot wound lays underneath the claw wound. Forearms are littered with scars from bar room brawls. A burn mark on his left cheek from a spent shell casing.

Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 190 lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown

Personality:
First and foremost a gentlemen, Jackson is kind and caring despite his appearance. He hates to see others languishing in poverty or oppression, and will go out of his way to extend a hand to those who truly need it, as well as to give them a hard kick to motivate them to go out and improve their own lives and show that they were worthy of his help. He has quite the adventurous spirit being a cowboy.

Jackson will never shirk away from a challenge or a duty placed on him. This can sometimes lead to reckless and rash decisions. However he does not let his pride prevent him from admitting his mistakes. Many lines he has witnessed crossed in his military career and even he has done so. Now he makes those hard lines. Anyone who steps across them are going to find a very angry Jackson. Also incompetence and weakness will not be tolerated in his company.

To those he calls friends which are few and far in between, he is loyal to the death. A usually patient quiet man Jackson's fuse gets awful short when those in his charge are threatened. Speech is often direct and to the point. Much like his civilian life Jackson leads by actions rather then words. Some people call him a boor but when the chips are down he can be found by their side no matter what they may think of him. For him grudges are a waste of time.

Known History:
-Jackson rode into the town of El Paso, wounded and weak.