Carl Jefferson

Jefferson after the Prism Palace incident

## Affiliations

### Allies

Malcolm Livingstone, Adrian Neville, "Darbee", Brody Bearthorne, Carlo "Buddy" Spencer, "Drama"

### Rank

N/A

**Carl Jefferson**, is a *Sin-Eater*, a great neurologist, psychotherapist, and mountaineer. He is one of the rare *Sin-Eaters* who was brought back with a natural affinity towards the *Bound* condition, having a natural talent in learning new *Manifestations* and *Ceremonies* while being utterly in harmony with his *Psyche*. Envied by many *Bound* as he can easily learn and attain any knacks within the dead arts. *Drama* and *Brody Bearthorne* have shown great interest in training him, and maybe even more. Though he did not budge yet to either requests.

## **Biography**

> *"I'm just a Bound. Just like you. Nothing more. And hopefully nothing less."*
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Coming from an average family from the boring suburbs of New Orleans, the early life of Carl seemingly was nothing of note to the naked eye. He went to school, did well enough, and then went to college where he crawled through the classes desperately to become a neurologist. Throughout all these times however, he always felt a presence around him. There was always that shadow at the edge of the vision which he could swear ran away at the nick of time. Echoing whispers from his closet which moaned unintelligibly. A harsh blows of the wind which felt like someone was trying to push him away. The weirder thing was however, that none of these events caused him either fear nor discomfort. There was something intriguing for him in all these events. Something he wanted to understand. Though all the time it was pushed away from him as simple "tricks of his mind" or "coincidence". Answers he had to accept as there was nothing else which would ever satisfy his curiosity truly. There just did not seem to be any other possibility.

After finishing his education, he went to practice as a neurologist while taking now classes in psychology. He wanted to see if he could meet people with the same type of morbid curiosity towards these "tricks of the mind" as himself. Observing people with the utmost care he could offer, just to get a better understanding in all these weird little happenstances. His life drove him to become a rather overworked doctor, running double shifts on an almost daily basis later in life as both a neurologist and psychotherapist. This workload causing him significant amounts of stress and burning him out quickly. It was around this time where he picked up mountaineering as a way to relax. It was what he describes as a "call of the Void" method of relaxation. Something giving him some type of comfort in knowing that he was always on the edge of death, yet his grip was firm.

This went on until 2003, where he went mountain climbing with a few of his friends as to celebrate his birthday. Fate would laugh as the irony was not lost within even Carl. The call of the Void becoming the order of it, after a faulty spike placement gave way to his cables, causing him to plummet over two-hundred meters down into his rocky grave. He died within seconds after hitting the ground. His body becoming a broken piece of meat at the foot of the mountain.

Death however, was the answer he was always seeking. Entering the *Twilight* he witnessed for precious seconds the wandering spirits, the ghosts of the long dead, the howling of banshees, the rattling of phantoms. He has gained the answer, which gave him new purpose. Realisation caused him to have fervor, the demand to explore this new possibility of the dead, needing another chance to truly understand the condition of death and life. It took a minute after death, and *The Bargain* was struck with his *Geist.* His body solidified in the rocks which claimed his life, reforming his bones, fixing his flesh and toughening his skin. The Grave-Dirt which claimed him, was now his cradle as he arose.

Becoming *Bound* led him to abandon most of his mortal practices. Although still rather interested in the human mind, he was more interested in the hauntings that took place all around his city of New Orleans. His zealous demeanor to find and understand each ghost who was stuck in the mortal real. His powers naturally growing without the help of a mentor, becoming adept within months in his *Manifestations*. A commendable feat, especially from someone who self-thought himself. It was around this time where krewes like *The Silver-Hand of Greed* and *Warriors of Loa*, two of the most prominent *krewes* in New Orleans set their sight upon the young man. However, instead of choosing to root himself down, he went on to wander America.

Throughout his travels around America, he has acted almost as a paranormal detective and investigator. Solving many mysteries which were shrouded in uncertainty. His solved cases consists of the likes of: **The death of** **Elizabeth Short, The Sodder Children, The murder of JonBenét Ramsey,** and **The Keddie Cabin murders.** Other exploits of his include the founding of the **"Wayward Wanderers"**, and being majorly involved in the **Prism Palace** expedition.

## **Powers**

> *"Some people would kill to be like him. Some will be killed for trying to do exactly that." - Drama*
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His natural affinity towards his condition is why many people consider him with infinite potential. Proven further by the fact that he was even able to learn a lost *Manifestation* even though after the **Prism Palace** incident, his memory to remember anything remotely close to the time he was thought that was lost. *Drama* claims that his synergy with death itself, while his *Geist's* will to grip onto life so desperately causes him to have this "blessed" capability. Though this is mere speculation by *Drama*, as *Brody* just simply points out that just like some children are better at math or literature, Carl happens to just be better in understand the necrotic state *The Bound* condition holds.