Name(Full): Jacque Cornelius Marrow
Age: 42
Race: Werebear
Appearance:
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As a human he has bright yellow irises, is approximately 6'0" even, and weighs just over one hundred and seventy three pounds. His physique beneath his clothing is not unlike that of a strongman: built for function with strong arms and a strong back from years of hauling around carcasses for dressing, as well as a slightly thick waistline that stems from well developed core muscles. There are several old scars dotting his arms, legs, and torso from old hunts and childhood injuries. As a were bear he takes on the appearance of a large male brown bear with opposable thumbs and an unnatural spark of intelligence in his eyes.
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Personality: Jacque tends to come off as a somewhat crude and blunt individual with very little patience for tiptoeing around whatever subject may be at hand. Despite this Jacque is not necessarily a very ill tempered person, rather he has simply become somewhat world weary and would much rather deal with things in whatever manner seems to be either the most straightforward or the most ideal. One particular hang up of Jacque's would be the fact that he's still a bit greedy when it comes to money, and may occasionally be willing to do some rather unscrupulous things to acquire it provided it isn't of great risk of either offending the gods or bringing him or anyone he actually cares about harm or death. Though slow to warm up to people, Jacque can and will form strong bonds with those that actually win him over, though his brand of affection is mostly shown in the form of tough love (shoulder punching, jeering, etc.). Over the course of several years Jacque has developed a deep respect for nature and a fear of the gods that watch over it.

Background: Jacque comes from a long line of huntsmen, some of which were of noteworthy praise and fame for their exploits. During his childhood and early teenage years it seemed as though Jacque might have been next in line to live up to the family name, however there was one thing that held him back from this: Greed. Unlike others of his family Jacque was often times more interested in getting paid for his prey rather than hunting for survival or for the sport of it. His father would often lambast him for this, and his grandfather would warn him of the wrath of the gods, however Jacque paid no heed to their words, unaware that he was indeed under the eye of the gods that presided over nature. As time went on and Jacque grew older and more experienced in his trade he began to branch out into what was considered taboo for hunters, taking down many beasts and charging high fees for the goods produced due to a lack of competition for specific creatures parts, all the while he remained ignorant of the warning signs that he was stirring up something dreadful. The straw that finally broke the camel's back was when he traveled into sacred elven lands and took down a bear. This put him directly under the gaze of Slyviana, who saw fit to curse him with lycanthropy, forcing him to take on the shape of a bear one week out of every month. Unable to hide his affliction for long, Jacque sought out everything from alchemists to mages, and at one point even attempted to concoct a cure himself. As his money began to run out and the realization of his situation struck, Jacque cut himself off from civilization entirely for the better part of a decade as a form of self penance and to try and get a handle on his new life. He has only recently returned to the civilized world within the last year, having (mostly) become a changed man.