Jake is part of a dying breed, a Gangrel Nomad who used to roam the west coast before it all just became too hazardous to truly call the hinterlands home.

He still does some courier work, he still tends to stick to the back roads and the outskirts, but the world has changed, and it takes more than grit, a gun and truck to get by.

Considered a Neonate at this point, he laid low during the Sect Wars and really only became a recognized name in The City towards the end of the last century.

Generally dusty and oil stained, he looks like a poor rural white guy in his thirties with a rough beard, light hair and hard features. In the warmer months he favors tighter fitting shirts that show off his imposing muscular, with baggy jeans and jackets in the cooler seasons.