Name: Jacob Crescenti
Gender: Male
Age: 42
Species: Human
Family: Daughter -- Engaged, unemployed ; Wife -- Happily Married, Floral decorator; Son -- Enrolled in UC Berkley, senior
Personality: Calm, calculated, cordial, ruthless.
History: Every house has its secret. Jacob has kept his for a long time. He hides well; in plain sight as the best are oft want to do. He is educated, well-liked by his neighbors, and active in the local community; by every appearance, he is a citizen deserving of merit. Despite this, or perhaps because of it, he finds his fascination quite easy to hide. His wife, his children, his neighbors. None of them would even suspect him of such actions. His victims never saw it coming. Jacob Crescenti is a hunter. Never the weak; never the helpless. Those are his only guidelines. With ruthless intention, he walks the streets, the parks, the beaches, even schools in search of worthy quarry. He disposes of the bodies through a combination of acid-assisted decomposition and cremation of any discernible material that remains. Everything is destroyed, save the eyes. The eyes he keeps, so he can in times of repression reminisce on the fear they felt just before the curtains fell.
Current Goal/Purpose: Not to get caught.
Appearance: He's beginning to show signs of his age; his hair is greying, though signs of vitality remain. Much to his chagrin, he has been forced to result to glasses after corrective surgery damaged his green eyes. As such, he has distinctive scarring on both of his retinas. His skin is tanned from his constant daytime activity in the community. His hands are rough, but deft. He stands about five feet, nine inches. He has a two inch vertical scar on his shoulder, long healed though of questionable origin. His teeth are a magnificent shade of white, likely due to dental-work.