Edmond had a family once. A child, a dog, a house, and some land in New Mexico. His own little corner of heaven, within driving distance of a cute little town where people still held values one could really believe in. It wasn't to last.
After his life was broken down, stepped on, and he was thrown back into a cold and dark world... Edmond could not ignore the things that went bump in the night any longer. He was only a kid then, just turned 23 years old. He put his time to good use though, using magic he finds and takes care of the very things that took his life. And anything else that he's paid to hunt down and destroy.
The sound of his souped up pickup truck is known in some rural place sin the deep south, where he works most often. It is a red dodge with a modified engine block, 4 wheel drive, and on a lift kit with increased suspension and armor plating. The truck is very heavy and consumes a lot of diesel.
Personality
Edmond was once down to earth and very much a straight shooter. Though he tends more toward a black version of cynicism and has his own theories which boarder on government conspiracy, he can be a friendly guy - sometimes. Most of the time he drinks to get over the pain of the world, many times, until it forces him to pass out. Someday it'll probably kill him, but he just can't muster up the energy to actually care about that. He died long ago anyway, just his body and brain never were good at getting the message.
He hates bureaucracy of any kind, even when he accepts a job from the government (which he does often) he makes no bones about what he thinks of them. Though there are some law enforcement that hold his respect.
In life his mind is rather stuck in the past, unless someone has forced him to change a point of view (which is not easy) he has very dated opinions on things and has trouble seeing the real world for what it is changing into (whatever that is). He tends to blame the usual suspects for the worlds problems, though he has recently been forced to question his dated and rather prejudiced opinions about Hispanics and African Americans by some experiences in Alabama from a year or so ago. Most of his rage is directed at Vampires, but he has internalized it into a kind of they can't be trusted and they aren't worth hating mentality - though he most assuredly hates them.
Skills
- Agriculture (Farming)
- Boxing (Amateur)
- Camouflage and Concealment
- Climbing (Amateur)
- Hunting
- Fishing
- Marksman (Expert)
- Musical Instrument (Harmonica)
- Pilot
- Small Aircraft
- Small Boats
- Street Fighting
- Tracking
While it doesn't count as a skill, Edmond is rather plugged into a sort of good-ol-boy network among truck drivers and others who live on the road a good portion of the year, especially in the south. This network can provide him advanced warning of law enforcement or of a specific vehicle moving through an area on the main highways.
Magic
Edmond focuses on tracking, concealment, and trickery when using his magic. He is able to enhance his senses, particularly those of smell and hearing to help do his job. He also uses magic to better his other tracking abilities and finding a path that a target has taken through supernatural means.
History
Edmond's entire family was killed when a wandering band of vampires, running from something (he does not know what) decided his home looked like a good place to hold up. He remembers very little about the night it happened. Mostly, answered the door, a group of teenagers asked if they could use the phone. His wife said they looked alright and he let them in. He knows from the nightmares that it all went bad within the first hour or so. He'll get flashes of things that happened, fangs, torture, the murder of his child comes back to haunt him often.
The next thing he really remembers is waking up in the basement of a burned out house, still smoldering but completely gone.
Training
He was only 23 years old when this all happened. Over the next year, he wandered mostly. Going from small town to small town doing odd jobs and scraping together enough money to support an increasingly expensive alcohol problem and just enough food to keep him moving. It wasn't until a little over a ear after his life was torn down that he came to a man who saw some kind of latent talent in him. This man kept him in town with odd jobs and even the extra cash now and that, letting Edmond sleep in his basement.
Over the next 10 years or so, this man named Arthur, slowly exposed Edmond to what he could do. Edmond was a natural at the use of magic and just needed help to bring it out. Arthur made a heavy case for Edmond to use his new found abilities to start a new life, put the past behind him. As hard as Edmond tried, he could not, the anger, the fear, and the drinking kept getting in the way. Eventually, Edmond left the company of Arthur though Arthur did not condone this, he simply told Edmond to come back any time, no matter when, and he would be welcome.