Salem

Salem
IC Information
Full Name:	Jack Salem
Deed Name:	Scar
Gender:	Male
Age:	64
Breed:	Homid
Tribe:	Glass Walkers
Auspice:	Philodox
Rank:	Cliath
Sept Position:	None at the moment.
Pack:	The Crew, formerly Havoc and Synthesis
Height:	6'2"
Hair:	White
Eyes:	Dark Brown
Nature:	Survivor
Demeanor:	Curmudgeon
OOC Information
Status:	Current PC
Player:	Hazmat

To say that Jack Salem has a checkered and troublesome past is something of an understatement. He's a known Renunciate and Charach. Rumor has it that he used to be an Ahroun, and that he came to town a Ronin. His Shadow Lord breeding is painfully obvious to anyone who looks at him (despite the black hair and fur prematurely going grey). Details of his transgression against the First Law are not publically known, except that he was glyph-scarred for a time and evidently Satired (he used to be Fostern); his Judgement happened at another Sept.

He is unapologetically urrah, though for a Glass Walker seems far more interested in old technology than new. He almost single-handedly turned an abandoned five-story wreck into a liveable space which is currently used by the Glass Walkers and other members of the Sept. The car he drives is invariably at least as old as he is and more often than not, some strange brand and model not often seen in the United States (for good reason) -- ugly hunks of metal that he's often to be seen working on in a garage near the Tenement. Professionally, he's a part-time repo man, but his employer pays in cash and is remarkably flexible about scheduling. He's been knocking around St. Claire a good long time and knows it better than most.

When not in the city or on the Bawn, Salem typically is to be found around Lake Arthur, which is part of his pack's territory.

In late 2008, Salem joined three other Garou in the forming of the Crew, a Rat-pack led by Kaz. He also challenged Jacinta for Fostern, but failed. As part of the Crew, he's served as Guardian more than once, and typically chooses to guard the Bawn during Moots and Revels (rather than attend either).

May 2010, he vanished rather mysteriously only to appear a month later having aged almost thirty years in the time he was gone. Older and even more scarred than he was, he hasn't talked much about what he experienced in his time away, even to his packmates and close associates. Since then, he's been dividing his time between city and bawn, going to the Tenement only for short periods of time (indeed, he appears to be packing up the super's apartment, boxing things up for storage and carting off the rest) and spending a lot of time on his pack's territory and among the homeless. He passes for one of them fairly easily these days, and in fact is assumed to be a broken-down 'Nam vet. He has scrupulously broken his previous human ties for the sake of the Veil.