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Jack stands at a height of 5ft 10.  His hair, is that of a orangish-brown shade, eyes are hazel in color.
His attire and equipment are rugged and worn from many labors and battles alike.
On the man's face rests a rough, tired expression one that compliments his usual asshole behavior
An anti-magic collar can be found around his neck along with signs of the spikes leaving scars alongside his neck.
The smell he carries is one of the land, an earthern smell akin to nature itself.

Right arm is evidently burnt, no real attention has been given to fix it either.
His forehead branded with the words Thief.
He seems calmer these days, quiet even.


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