-Personality: Ward seems like your basic hard-boiled private detective: gruff, savvy, wise-cracking, badass as fuck, and iron-willed. His dirty little secret is that he didn't quite get boiled all the way through. He learned a lot of blind, Emiyaesque idealism from his late father, and jaded as he is, he clings to a surprising amount of it deep down, which isn't actually very good for his mental health considering the shit he's seen. He has and will always have a sense of compassion and vulnerability at his core, and it makes being a hard-boiled detective, and a magus at that, very painful at times.
He'd have a drinking problem if this weren't Prohibition. He might still have a drinking problem if speakeasies didn't prefer not to invite detectives inside. He settles for a cigar habit.
-Degree of magical familiy heritage: Fairly respectable but unfamous magus family. -Competence as a magus: Moderate, very specialized on alchemy and alteration of certain materials.
-Backstory leading up to the Holy Grail War: Ward became estranged from his family in his late teens after his grandfather ratted out his father to the Mage's Association for breaking several secrecy-related laws in order to help townspeople. He did, at least, have time to inherit old dad's magic crest. Inheriting also an abiding optimism that most people are basically decent, he served a short tour of duty towards the end of the Great War and went on to become a police officer in Chicago for about seven years, both occupations in which that sense of optimism took a violent and unruly beating. He moved to Highgate, with its comparably high rate of magical crime, to enforce the law his own way on a more private basis.
He's lived here several years, now, long enough to be pretty protective of the place. He also knows what the Holy Grail War is, and he's not too happy it's coming. Resolving to bring any homicidal Masters to justice personally, Ward is participating in the War with no particular interest in actually winning it.
Master
-Gender: Male
-Age: 32, occasionally looks considerably older
-Personality: Ward seems like your basic hard-boiled private detective: gruff, savvy, wise-cracking, badass as fuck, and iron-willed. His dirty little secret is that he didn't quite get boiled all the way through. He learned a lot of blind, Emiyaesque idealism from his late father, and jaded as he is, he clings to a surprising amount of it deep down, which isn't actually very good for his mental health considering the shit he's seen. He has and will always have a sense of compassion and vulnerability at his core, and it makes being a hard-boiled detective, and a magus at that, very painful at times.
He'd have a drinking problem if this weren't Prohibition. He might still have a drinking problem if speakeasies didn't prefer not to invite detectives inside. He settles for a cigar habit.
-Degree of magical familiy heritage: Fairly respectable but unfamous magus family.
-Competence as a magus: Moderate, very specialized on alchemy and alteration of certain materials.
-Backstory leading up to the Holy Grail War: Ward became estranged from his family in his late teens after his grandfather ratted out his father to the Mage's Association for breaking several secrecy-related laws in order to help townspeople. He did, at least, have time to inherit old dad's magic crest. Inheriting also an abiding optimism that most people are basically decent, he served a short tour of duty towards the end of the Great War and went on to become a police officer in Chicago for about seven years, both occupations in which that sense of optimism took a violent and unruly beating. He moved to Highgate, with its comparably high rate of magical crime, to enforce the law his own way on a more private basis.
He's lived here several years, now, long enough to be pretty protective of the place. He also knows what the Holy Grail War is, and he's not too happy it's coming. Resolving to bring any homicidal Masters to justice personally, Ward is participating in the War with no particular interest in actually winning it.