Much of what John understands about humanity can be seen in his flesh; his skin is bible to the torments men can inflict upon one another, covered with scars healed into jagged rents alongside chemical burns and faded jailhouse tattoos depicting crude chains and a simple cipher.

He towers over most men - an enormous creole dressed in found clothes, ill-fitting and torn. Despite his imposing physical presence, the giant has a lost look in his eyes. When the Humours of Torment flood though him, replacing the uncertainty with a cold burning fire.



Athletics ***
Brawl (Multiple Opponents)
Streetwise (Jail)
Athletics (Break Stuff)