it's not your fault that you're always wrong
"Roll back the what? Actually - no - never mind." Jack waves Nate off, still peering into the empty cave before he shoves away from the entrance to grumble his way back across the sand. He's the still presence to Nate's energy and movement, the captain folding his arms and staring intently at the shrine as if it might just summon answers, and as Nate fires off at him again, he scoffs. "You want to shut the fuck up for a sec so we can do somethin' about this, or are you just gonna complain?"
Rubbing a hand over his chin and hissing out an annoyed sigh, Jack finally drops his arms. "It will have happened at LongNight when everyone was occupied," he mutters. "Are you the only... one-of-you that uses this place in Torchline?" he wonders, casting sidelong glance at Nate. "I helped to fix this thing up once. I can do it again, unless it's beyond that."
Rubbing a hand over his chin and hissing out an annoyed sigh, Jack finally drops his arms. "It will have happened at LongNight when everyone was occupied," he mutters. "Are you the only... one-of-you that uses this place in Torchline?" he wonders, casting sidelong glance at Nate. "I helped to fix this thing up once. I can do it again, unless it's beyond that."
Jack being an Abandoned is common knowledge these days, however his Telepathy remains a well-kept secret:
Magic: Passive Telepathy | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 30ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
