Character Name: Jacob Byron
Gender: Male
Job/Role: Courier for packages within the city
Age: 187 years, in the body of a 18 year old.
General Appearance: Tall and lanky, Jacob has a 'cute' look with layered and somewhat askew black hair. A bit pale with green eyes and a scattering of freckles, he has a warm and comforting smile, inviting and even disarming. He doesn't look strong, more lanky and dexterous. He tends to keep with current fashion trends and is usually with his helmet for his vespid.
Current Goal/Purpose: To find true love or a means to overcome his condition. His purpose currently is to blend in and keep a low profile, despite his requirements for food.
General Personality: Upbeat and awkward, extended age has done little to mellow his character. He still has trouble around girls and new situations. To those he is comfortable with, Jacob can be a bundle of energy. He takes pride in his job, the simple things in life, and lives day to day with very little concept of the future...either because of his condition, quasi-immortality, or the nature of who he was before. Just as his highs are bright and excessive, his lows are destructive. Likewise, every few weeks to a month (A month is all he can stretch) his nature shifts. He becomes less of himself and more a predator, sure of himself, confident, debonair even...but only to a point of hunting. As soon as he feeds, his nature reverts.
General History: A long time ago there was a young man. This young man loved a woman completely, heart and soul, and pledged himself to her. She, a temptress and an infamous flirt, seemed to accept him for what he offered...which was the promise of a fortune from an aged parent. The young man was foolish, he never thought to question her motives, enraptured in what he thought was true love, true yearning. After their marriage, she, playing the blushing bride, led him to the forest. He trusted her, though he shouldn't have, blinded by what he thought was love for her. She had hired men, cruel men who had no hearts for sympathy and mercy, only empty holes hungry for riches. They took this young man, and they killed him, burying his body far from his home. His wife married again and again, using the money from his aged parent...money that now belonged to her, to leave that small town and any thought of the young man behind.
And for a time he moldered.
But something came for him beneath those trees, something like him, betrayed and hungry...lonely and filled with hate. It removed his heart and replaced it with something else. These cruel men had killed many, hiding them in the forest. The Young man's body was too weak, too moldered, so he was given another. Now the young man was something else, the yearning remained inside him and the memories of what had happened. He was bitter, then, and sought the woman out, searched for her among the states she had breezed through. He found he was different, stronger, hungry. The creature called itself Wendigo and told him of his fate, his purpose. He preyed upon hearts that yearned, hearts that desired, the unrequited and the scorned. For every broken heart he had a meal. It had to be their heart, eaten raw and steeped in the absence of love...or the infatuation often mistaken for it.
At first this power was a gift, and the young man reveled in his bitterness. But when he found the woman, old now and dying, he found he could consume her heart if he wanted. This woman he assumed was filled with the same bile as he, was as lonely as he...and lived her life in that pursuit. They were linked by tragic fate, mistakes of youth and hi own foolish wishes. He stayed with her, never revealing who he was, a year till she breathed her last and then left. He now wanders, trying to control his nature and searching for what he assumes will set him free, true love...something strong enough to fill that void that was left in his chest. He is still the young man, full of dreams and wishes...but darker now, he has a weight to bare...and his fate is to prey on those like himself and her.
Secret Abilities: Jacob is a Wendigo. Every month or so he requires the heart of a woman or man with yearning inside them. They could be heartbroken, in 'love' or infatuation. His victims are drawn to him and he has the innate ability to sense such feelings from those he crosses paths with. When he is hungry, his strength dramatically increases and his being gives off an aura of supernatural seduction...even if the individual would usually be heterosexual, they find themselves attracted to that void within the Wendigo that calls their sorrow. A Wendigo can be killed, but only if burned in fire by someone who has true love in their hearts. Likewise anyone who the Wendigo takes as a lover or the 'victim' can kill the Wendigo but are usually too enthralled not to. Any other method of death only robs the Wendigo of a body. In this case a Wendigo will exist as spirit until he finds a replacement body to animate. All bodies have the same characteristic however...he has no heartbeat, in fact no heart at all inside his chest. A Wendigo also has the passive ability to turn invisible and travel while within shadows, and lastly are able to summon a cold and bitter wind from the void inside them. The wind does not last long and is one of the only offensive abilities a Wendigo has. It is directly effected by the emotional state of the creature, growing stronger when they are under duress to the extent of even sending men and women from their feet and away. The wind always sounds like a chorus of screams and against an unprepared opponent, could severely chill their body.