Age: 46
MA 10
PB: 19
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190 lbs

Eyes: blue
Hair: gray

Disposition: Raphael Delacroix is a gym freak, that runs regular marathons and started to do Ironman races after leaving prison. He holds up a lot of pent up energy and is usually moving some way or the other. Juggling a 2 Euro coin around his fingers is being relaxed for him.

He is courteous and polite, but can't stop himself to slip quasi-flirting comments to women he meets.

Quiet assurance in his martial prowess oozes from him and he tries to stop fights before they start but he won't shy from straining a finger or two to cool down tempers. If that's not enough.... you don't want to see him angry

He dresses in mid level quality business suits, consistant with his salary, but at the gym, one can see that he's tattooed from his stay in prison. His right arm is a full sleeve, depicting the unfortunate summoning that killed his friends, so he'll never forget



Background:

Raphael was born in 1975 in North Bay, Ontario Canada, in a military family. Living under strict rules gave Raphael a rebel streak that got burned in school sports, the one thing that he connected to with his father. With his father posted to London, England in 1990, a teenager living in the aftermath of the collapse of the Soviet Union, he got caught up in the punk rock British crowd where he met his first lover, Mary-Ann, a rebel involved in some pseudo-occultism group, in which Raphael was drawn.

One stormy night in 1994, the group met in a crypt that they had frequented before to try out a new "spellbook" that Mary-Ann had found in an old bookstore. As the previous attempts to cast spells had always failed, Raphael was just there to hang out with his girlfriend and thinking about the London Marathon he had just completed with his father. But this night, something did happen and a creature was summoned, that started tearing into the assembled friends. Raphael tried to jump in to protect his lover but got manhandled by the creature and thrown out of the crypt, knocked out by hitting his head on a tombstone.

The following morning he woke up at the hospital, all his hairs turned gray and to his horror found that the death of all his friends had been swept under the carpet as a unlucky lightning strike on the crypt.

He alone knew the truth.

This episode turned Raphael rebel streak on. He fled to France where he became involved in the new parkour movement, using the physical activity and danger involved to get over his crushing sense of inadequacy with the motto "I was not strong enough". Constantly pushing himself at the gym and while parkouring, he attracted the attention of a master thief that managed to bring the young Canadian under his wing. Still pushing the limits of his body to unheard of levels, the adrenaline of breaking the law giving him the thrills he was seeking and it was a good life, his mentor introducing him to a lot of his lady "friends".

In 2001, there was a rumor coming from France that some piece of art had been stolen, someone killed and no one accused of the crime. Raphael and his entire gang disappeared not long after.

10 years later Raphael mysteriously reappeared, tattooed, and moved back to London, a jujutsu master at that point. Seeking to turn his life around, he started a small locksmith and martial arts trainer business. He cultivated contacts with Scotland Yard, getting consulted on some issues and enrolling some officers to get BJJ classes from him.

But he never forgot his pledge that the next time he would encounter the world beyond the veil, he would be strong enough and he uses his contacts with the police to keep an eye on any anomalous reports.