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[b]Name[/b]: Jean Charpentier
[b]Nickname[/b]: Coffin Jack
[b]Gender[/b]: Male
[b]Age[/b]: 28
[b]Occupation[/b]: Carpenter known for his casket work 
[b]District[/b]: Night District
[b]Supernatural/Human[/b]: Human
[b]Any associated powers[/b]: None
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[b]Appearance[/b]:

[b]Height[/b]: 5'9"
[b]Build[/b]: Average
[b]Eyes[/b]: Dark Brown
[b]Hair[/b]: Black
[b]Skin Tone[/b]: Medium Olive
[b]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings[/b]: An 'X' branded across his left cheek
[b]Personal Style[/b]: Aside from his criminal branding, Jean doesn't really stand out partly due to him purposefully wanting to not stand out. The only article of bright clothing he owns is his red kerchief. 
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[b]Personality[/b]: Quiet and reserved before even arriving in Serpent's Snag, Jean is slowly descending into paranoia and distrust. Ironically, he feels more at ease with the vampires of his local district than with fellow humans. Due to his aversion to interaction, he can be perceived as asocial or disrespectful but it's mostly bottled up fear that drives his actions. 
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[b]Backstory[/b]: While many people know Coffin Jack as a handy carpenter working for the Nightwells, not many know of Sergent Jean Charpentier of the French [i]Chasseurs[/i] who had been a wanted deserter back in his homeland. After narrowly escaping the Prussians during the disastrous 1870 Battle of Sedan, Jean took the opportunity to ride to his nearby hometown of Calais and cross the English channel with what little valuables he had taken with him. It wouldn't be long before he had secured passage across the Atlantic to the Land of Opportunity.

As he arrived in America, Jean had decided to settle in Louisiana as the former French colony still had some of the traditions and culture of his old home. However, the American Dream wouldn't be one too kind to Jean and he had resorted to petty theft during his lowest point. He was caught during his second attempt and branded with a hot iron to signify his crimes. Sentenced to hard labor, the chain gang Jean was part of had managed to kill the deputy in charge of transporting them to and from jail during one of their many excursions. After breaking their locks against some desert rocks, it was every man for himself. Aimlessly running from the law, Jean was about to collapse from dehydration before coming across an odd oasis of that he would soon call home. 

Though, he would collapse just before reaching the city limits. It's been a few years since that day. He's not entirely sure he didn't die and now spends the rest of eternity sentenced to work his namesake. What he is sure of though is that he can really make a casket fit for any corpse or vampire.  
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[b]Skills/Specialties[/b]:
From his time as a cavalry officer, Jean is skilled at operating rifles and horseback riding. Also, while he has a reputation for caskets, he can do most other woodworking projects as well. 
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Anything Else[/b]: Still speaks in a heavy Metropolitan French accent.
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