2012 Waking up in an alley after what he presumes is a very long night, Gareth Travers finds himself with San Juan with no idea about his past or how he got where he is.
After an incident with a local gang where he came out on top very decisively, Gareth decides to enter some illegal fight clubs to gain some capital. Within a few months his successful sparring nets him enough seed money to purchase an interest in a local nightclub. 2013 Gareth begins working odd jobs, from protection to B&E, for the less savory elements of San Juan, mostly the Martinez Familia Sangeros. 2017 coming soon...
"Learning is never cumulative, it is a movement of knowing which has no beginning and no end." – Bruce Lee
Gareth Travers is not a small man. Over 6’ tall and well north of 200 pounds, Travers can be a physically intimidating presence. Dark hair and a beard flecked with gray, frame a face that could be youthful, if not for all the whiskers. Gray eyes hide a lingering anger, giving him an aura of menace, though even he doesn’t know what he could be so angry about. Depending on the day, Gareth can be a calm, soothing presence, akin to a favorite cousin or uncle. Other times the rage seethes visibly beneath the surface of his emotions, giving fair warning to anyone that it might be best to stay away.
Type: Bastet Breed: Unknown due to amnesia, presumed Homid Pryio: Daylight (Ahroun) Tribe: Unknown due to amnesia Rank: Fostern
Gareth is a known brawler of considerable skill. Further, he suffers from complete amnesia of any event prior to the year 2012. He remembers his name (or what he presumed is his name) and had remembered his skills, but otherwise doesn’t remember anything … even his time as a Bastet and the events that lead him to his Rank.
"One way or another, I'm going to find his story. He deserves to know his past, no matter what might have happened there. I'm just really friggin' glad he's not a Simba..." - Ora James