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Name: Jacques "Jack" Laveau

Age: 20

Race: Human Witch (He hates being called a Warlock. Warlocks make deals with demons and he does not.)

Appearance:

Being raised in a family of mostly women, Jacques is very interested in his looks. Despite being raised mostly in the swamps, he tends to wear nice clothing whenever he can. When he is in the shop, Jacques wears a nice three piece suit since his Grandmother taught him to always look his best when doing a job. People remember the witch in the three piece suit more than one wearing twigs and sticks. 

He tends to work out almost every day. It pays to be able to run away from the werewolf hot on your heels. Some Children of Dusk are stronger than him but it pays to keep them at bay. On his chest, he has a Enochian Tattoo on his chest that his Grandmother put on his chest.

Personality
Jacques has always been a child of two worlds. His family, the Laveaus, have always been a part of the two worlds. 
They try to keep the peace in New Orleans and offer whatever they need for a price. Due to this, Jacques never had a hatred of humans. His grandmother taught him that they were just confused creatures that were fighting back since that was all they could do. People would always try to fight off the monster wolf thing eating their kids. Thus, Jacques seems to almost care for people if they treat him well. He was raised in the chaos of the French Quarter surrounded by all kinds of people and that lead to his feelings towards others. He does have issues with bigots though. If anyone thinks that their species is the best, then there will be issues. 

Jacques never turns anyone down if they need his help for a good reason. He's cheerful but can change his mood in a second. One minute he could be laughing and joking and the next he could be angrily casting some sort of spell against his target. He tends to hit on anyone regardless of gender though he does prefer men over women. He tends to have issues with commitment unless he can find the right person.

History 

To understand Jacques Laveau, you need to look at his history. It all begins with with his great great great (He forgot how many great) grandmother Marie Laveau being born in the French Quarter of  New Orleans. Over the years Marie Laveau became one of the most powerful people in the City. People of all walks of life would come to her little shop on Bourbon Street. It became the center of the magic in the Southern United States with people traveling from as far as the capital to speak to the Queen.   She would help those that needed it and bring down the proud and the mighty. Slave owners were a preferred target with curses being leveled on their fortunes. Over the years, more outcasts were drawn to the French Quarter and the promise of protection. Marie knew how to hide certain groups from the ever watchful eyes of the humans. As all people must do, Marie Laveau died June 16, 1881. Before her death, she made her children swear to keep her laws and raise their children in the right way. She was buried at the Saint Louis No. 1 Cemetery where her descendants would be brought right before learning the family magics. 

The Laveaus were known for being champions of the downtrodden turning the French Quarter and made the area a haven for all kinds of people. Children of the Dusk and Dawn were all welcome in the Quarter as long as they kept to the rules. No one was allowed to spill blood in the Quarter or else they would suffer the consequences. No one wanted to get on the bad side of the family so they kept to the rules. The main rule was to always keep hidden from the outside world. They were forbidden from using their powers in the sight of a human since that usually would lead to torch wielding mobs descending on the Quarter. Since it was the only sanctuary in the area, most would just accept the rules. For years, there would be a Queen of the Quarter until the current generation.

Jacques' mother, Jean , had always been a wild child. She would fight with her mother, the current Queen, all the time. During one of these fights she met Him (Jacques' Grandmother always called the man Him) and eventually she got pregnant. The only thing Jacques knew about him was that he was not a witch and that was why his Grandmother hated the man so much. Despite her hatred of the man, she still cared for her daughter and did everything to read her grandchild's future as custom stated. She discovered two things. One was that she was going to have a magically gifted grandson (which was rare in the family) and that her daughter would not live to see his first sunrise. Despite the cost, Jean accepted her fate and life moved on.

On June 16, at 2 am., she gave birth to Jacques. Just as the vision had shown, she died at 5:59 am a minute before sunrise. Before she died, she made her mother swear to raise Jacques as a proper member of the family. The elder Laveau kept her promise to her daughter and raised her grandson in the ways of magic. Despite Jacques constant questions, she would never talk about his father and his "aunts" (fellow Quarter witches) kept quiet as well.His life was an interesting one. From the time he was eight years old, his grandmother used to take him into the shop to help her. Jacques knew that some day the shop would be his and that meant that he had to learn how to control his magic.  That seemed difficult when he nearly destroyed a classroom after throwing a tantrum. After that moment, his grandmother put a control mark on his chest to keep him under control. It seemingly worked since he did not have another outburst like that.

His life was relatively normal as he followed her teachings. One day, his grandmother decided that her grandson was going to be sent Luce Prima and the academy there. He needed to learn more about the world outside NOLA and the city was a great place to learn.

Other

His family's shop in the city. The shop is haunted by the ghost of a young girl, name Anna Marie,  who is bound to a book in the store. Despite her non living status, the ghost is knowledgeable in the many magical methods.   Then there is Tommy,a haunted doll, hidden on the shelf. It tries to go through the motions of being an evil doll but always seems to fail. Crayon writing on the wall is not exactly terrifying and Jack learned a long time ago to ignore his attempts. He is a useful security method since most people would be terrified of a knife wielding doll.

The Shop sells everything from acne cures, gris-gris bags, voodoo dolls (for the gullible), actual hex dolls (for those in the know), and other magical needs. The shop is designed to supply whatever magical you need at a cost of course. Jacques knows what he is doing when it comes to selling goods. He does magical spells for a price but always tries to give the customer what they want. If a lovelorn girl asks for a love spell, her love will love her if she can pay the price. Jacques learned how to run a shop watching his grandmother run the family shop in New Orleans. The sign above the door reads :"Magic Man in Shop. Curses, Spells, and Talismans for Sale. Whatever you need for a price.".

A Family Heirloom handed down through the generations.. Jacques can use the spells without the book but having the book makes the spell work better. They mostly revolve around binding spells, curses, summoning spells, and other voodoo spells.

His Grandmother taught him the Rules of the Family. They were made by the original Mama Laveau.

"Never ever try to raise the dead, child. Them gods of death like to keep their own and exact a high price for their prisoners' return to the Land of the Living."
"People will come for what they need of you if you stay just out of sight but not hidden."
"Always do as you promise. If you are paid to do something, you do it. "
"There is a price for everything, ma cher. Remember that price."

Jacques is fluent in: English, French, Haitian Creole, Latin, and Greek. He tends to speak with a slight Creole twang.

He learned how to fight with his fists more than his magic. He had to be able to fight if he wanted to survive in New Orleans.

It was put on him when he was young and nearly destroyed his preschool class. The tattoo is a binding spell of sorts that seems to be written in Enochian (the language of the Angels) and describes the angels of heaven.
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