Name: Juan 'Jackal' Carlos
Rank: Commander of Raven Forces
Age: 34
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 240 lbs.
Hair: Shaved, tattoo of Raven covers most of his head. (see Avatar on Zephyr on Disco Forums)
History:
Juan as a boy was raised on the streets of Honshu Planet. His mother had left with a passing trading ship when she was a young pregnant woman. Flirting her way onboard with the captain, she later made her way to Honshu Planet. Where she met a man and started a family. Her son was 5 when they were married, and only 10 when they were both killed by a gang fight in the street between a couple street gangs. Stray bullets took both parents and Juan was forced to fend for himself, or go to the government homes. One day while out picking pockets he met a man sitting in a park watching the birds. Juan asked the man what he was doing, and he man explained about the process of meditating and the teachings of Q'un Gi. Juan was quickly immersed in conversation and agreed to meet the man again the next day. They started to meet regularly and before long the man finally asked about where Juans parents were and why they never wondered why he was often out late into the night. Juan explained his story, often having to stop and cry about his loss. The man took him in and treated him as his own son. Putting him through schooling and training him to fight. For many years Juan lived and worked with his new Master, Ping Ye. As he grew he learned about his masters Dragon conections. He also learned the art of making swords. Ping Ye was the Master sword smith for the Dragon Organization. Juan made a few friendly aquaintances among the Dragons. However he never felt the calling, though he went on many raids and even took a few missions for certain frineds of Ping Ye's.
In a raid of a Dragon meeting by the Kusari police, Ping Ye had been killed. His death had caused great pain for Jackal, and his exploits for revenge against the Kusari Police had spread throughout New Tokyo while he himself was little more than a boy. His master and friend, had been gunned down by the police as a threat to Kusari. Jackal had hunted each of the men. When he'd found them he'd eaten each mans liver, heart, and brain. As his soul yearned to completely destroy these men, men who had caused him such pain. He had feld Kusari for the Sigma's. Finding his true family was now his obssession. He had been told he was from a family out of Alpha. A father with no name, and less description. A mother that was daughter to a land owner, but not a major player. He set out for Alpha.
He found instead a people unforgiving of his being brought up out of Outcast lands. They treated him like a traitor or worse, a spy. Many times he had to fight his way to his fighter and leave base after base. Upon reaching Malta he had almost given up on finding his mothers family. He stayed on Malta for a couple years trying futilely to find them and getting angry reception even there. In a bar one night he got jumped by a group of thugs. A couple guys sitting by themselves jumped to his aid. Later they introduced themselves as Inri, and Ravenous. They told him of a group that took men like himslef and made something of them. A group that were also exiles and outcasts even from their Outcast brothers. This group was called RaVeN. He was 18 then, upon getting his red. It took a short time for him to gain his black and his full wings. He had his head shaved that day and got the tattoo of the Raven on his head. That same day he called himself Jackal, and that was the beginning of an impressive career. He made wing leader within 2 years. At the age of 23 he was given a full deployment of 30 Raven pilots and recruits and sent to Newcastle to make a stronghold for their secret base to start working out of. He made some local contacts and joined the local malitia. His wing flew often to protect against Bounty Hunter raids and the Bretonian Armed Forces patrols that were constantly trying to locate Cape Wrath for a full on Offensive. After 12 years of building quietly he brought his men into the open. Handed out their uniforms and gave orders for their fighters to be properly painted. The Raven's were out in the open, and an active seperate force from the local Wrath Patrols as they are called.