Jimmy Dean, aka The Provost
Brown hair, tending towards Blonde.
180 lbs, all muscle.
38 yrs of age
POB Occupation:Was an assistant of Ryn's at his backwoods variety store-turned-Russian Mafia-black market hub. Asides from that, he was a waiter at a Russian Restaurant (explained further down), and a car fixer upper for those who ask him to.
Weapons: KBP A-91 Rifle, a Russian-Made Bullpup Assault Rifle.
Also, two TOZ-194 Shotguns - carried slung over his back in an X shape. The TOZ is a Russian Shotgun, with a short barrel and overall length.
Finally, a Woodsman's Pal Premium. The Clicky takes you to a page with pictures of various models, the second one down is the Premium that Jimmy carries.
Other Items: Zippo Lighter and Fluid. Pipe tobacco, sans pipe. Knife Sharpening kit. Ammunition - lots and lots (Taken from store after the character is intoduced.)
Clothes: Red-and-White Striped Rugby Jersey, cargo pants with athletic shorts underneath.
Description: Tank of a guy. Messy, longer, brown blonde hair. Quite athletic, and good with a gun. A few tatoos in Russian across his back, to be explained in the next section.
Background: Met Ryn. His son started working in a Russian restaurant shortly afterwards. Soon enough, the restaurant had the kid working at ridiculously odd hours of the night, and when the family asked, the kid (Tom) wouldn't tell them why. When Jimmy went into the restaurant to find out, he was given two options by the owner: Join the Russian Mafia, or the entire family dies. So he joined. Tom was killed in during a botched hit job soon thereafter, and Jimmy's wife was put out as a prostitute by the Mafia. When Ryn found out (Jimmy never quite knew how Ryn had figured it out that the family was involved in the Maifa), the lords of the RM approached him too. Ryn's store became a BlackMarket hub. Through the store, Jimmy now had a job and acess to all kinds of great new weaponry for his hit jobs. Ryn went off one day to the docks to pick up a shipment, and hasn't come back since. Jim is locked inside the store, wondering what the hell those things are pounding on the reinforced door with their rotting hands.
Edited by Copaman, 21 March 2008 - 07:17 PM.