Tobias Ash

56

Male

Slayer of the Unholy

short and thick, pure white

short and clean cut. ( look in the gallery)

Grey almost white

6ft

78 kilos

Tobias still works out even though in a few years he'll be pushing 60. He's very muscled and built but it's hidden under all the clothing he wears.

white

Human

Green

Anything supernatural, paranormal or undead, if you fit into those categories and Tobias finds out about you it's time to write your will.

Tobias was raised to hunt and kill monsters of any form. He loves the world too much to let it fall into darkness.

Tobias is ruthless and violent in his quest to rid the world of darkness. He won't let anyone in his way, anyone.

Tobias can swim for a kilometre.
He's insanely good at quick drawing and unloading on enemies.
His sewing is professional level.

Sewing, his coats are custom made by him, it helps him relax.
Swimming, he likes to swim, it's soothing and good exercise.
Race shooting: He wants to shoot faster than everyone he meets.

Tobias is strict, calm and collected. He plans 50 steps ahead of everyone else and keeps those he doesn't trust closer. Like the saying keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
He is a father figure to Jacqueline and at the time was probably the best person for the job.

Last time he thought about his favourite colour was when he was 12. It was Green.

Alaskan Huskie

Too many to choose from

His estate. (Only good memories there)

Monster Hunter

He thinks all politicians are corrupt idiots. He laughs at the idea of how the government would react if they knew everything he did.

Catholic

Security Consultant (Only by day)

ACDC
Dolly Parton
Jamie N Commons- Devil In Me
Elvis Presley

Tobias is Grant Ash's unidentical twin. He is Jacqueline's Uncle and had to raise her after Grant and his wife Eve was possessed and Jacqueline killed them.

Tobias never blames Jacqueline for what happened that night. He understands that she was just a scared kid and that she didn't know how to exorcise anyone. He understands that nothing could have been done, no matter how much it breaks his heart.
Tobias began training Jacqueline when she was 15. At first, Jacqueline never wanted to be a hunter and Tobias was fine with that but when Jacqueline was nearly killed by a monster he forced her into training.

After a few months, she got used to her new situation and gradually accepted it. Tobias was proud of her because only after a short few months it was obvious she was a natural.

Tobias prefers small arms, that's why he gave the family gun to Grant even though Grant wasn't much of a hunter. He prefers to get up close and personal with pistols and blades but don't be fooled he hits like an ogre gone buck wild.

Tobias on top of being a hunter is now a high-end security consultant. He's good at it and it pays the bills.

Tobias has heard of the White Wardens he just doesn't care about them or their rules.
Tobias Ash is the most experienced hunter and longest living actually. Most don't make it past 45.
Tobias became more ruthless after his twin brother and sister in law were killed. He shows zero mercy to anything considered unnatural or undead.
People say that after his brother was killed, Tobias massacred a meeting of clans of different species including Vampires, Werewolves, Giants, Ghouls Witches, etc. Both humans and demons agree that the only monster at the meeting that night was Tobias.
Quotes: Tobias: You and me Jackie, we're gonna make the Devil feel something he hasn't felt in a long time.
Jacqueline: What's that?
Tobias: Regret.

Tobias crying: Your father wasn't a hunter or a killer, neither was your mother. They never deserved what they got, not for a goddamn second.

(After Jacqueline killer her parents she ran away, making her a target for anything that goes bump in the night. Tobias wanted to find her, had to find her.)
The man ran down the empty highway drenched and tired from the cold, sprinkling fat drops of rain. The man with the gun pursued. He did not run, he did not have to, he knew he didn’t have to. He could easily spot the blood running past the other mans leg dripping and gushing, only to splash on the wet, grey road and slowly dissipate and spread out like a gas cloud in the puddles scattered about.
The highway was filled with empty cars. Discarded, left to rot and rust in the slow decay that followed in mother natures wake. The cars were still so full, full of personality, filled with the items the owners once had. Granted they were old and soggy from the rain but one cannot deny life was here and then it wasn’t. It just left.
The man with the gun lost sight of his target when he half limped and run underneath the bridge. His black, thick beard was collecting droplets of water, his short hair was already soaked. He was losing his patience, water splattered against his leather jacket while the wool on his collar collected the rain, adding to his frustration. He calmed himself, taking deep breaths clearing his head. He slowly and stiffly raised his neck cracking it. He finally calmed himself maybe for the first time this week, it was easy once you ease into it and let your body do what it wants. He pushed a large breath out of his lungs and smelt the air.
When he opened his eyes again they were not the same. Reflections of the rain, road and cars all seemed clear in his now yellow glowing eyes. His diamond pupils sharpened to a pin shape as he scanned the sight in front of him looking for the wounded man. Nothing. He focused again and took a deep breath through his nose. This time he grinned with a devilish smile.

Tobias! Why are you doin this? You know I can smell you.. All this is doin is makin my day and your death longer. Oh you must think your so smart! Using this here rain to wash away your stink! I can still smell you, only your general direction but I still got these eyes all the better to see you with and these ears all the better to hear you with boy!’ Jeremiah ranted in his attempt to intimidate Tobias.
Jeremiah stepped under the bridge and out of the rain and focused his eyes on the road. He immediately spotted a small pool of blood and a trail of faint drops heading a few meters ahead and to the right past a collection of old broken cars offending Jeremiah’s nose with their rotten stink.
‘Aww hell you make this easy for a blind man.’ Jeremiah taunted.
He walked further under the bridge following the blood trail. When he turned to the right, he lunged thinking his prey was hiding, maybe crying waiting for his inevitable doom coddling himself before the end. But he wasn’t, there was nothing. The blood trail continued but up the concrete wall in the same consistent drips as if he had just begun walking on the walls. Jeremiah panicked thinking Tobias was waiting for him on the ceiling of the bridge, waiting to drop on him and cut out his throat. Again nothing.
‘What the fu…’ Jeremiah was cut off by a distinct clicking noise he heard. He only heard this from one thing and it never meant good news unless he was the one on the other end. He turned slowly and Tobias was there pointing his six shooter right at Jeremiah’s scarred face. Before Jeremiah could make a move Tobias didn’t hesitate to pull the trigger wrenching his head back violently. Tobias pulled down his hoodie and cradled his side. ‘Did I just blow your mind?’ He rhetorically and jokingly asked the now dead Jeremiah. Just as Tobias got his first self relieving breath, he heard shuffling.

He turned to see Jeremiah scrambling about on the ground trying to pick himself up. Tobias exhaled in annoyance and pulled the hammer of his six shooter back once again. ‘Stupid’ he calmly scolded himself before investigating what actually happened to Jeremiah.
Jeremiah jolted to life again, it was like waking up after a bad nightmare but it only kept getting worse and worse until you could find a way to make the pain stop. He took only a few seconds to recollect himself enough to see his new situation. His arms felt stuck so he tried moving them, He was confused for a moment, his mind couldn’t process what was going on, he couldn’t comprehend it. He was tied to a car chair with bungie chord and barbed wire. The barbed wire pricked his skin, it didn’t cut deep but just enough to get some blood dripping down his chest. He tried to speak but he couldn’t move his mouth, something was stopping him. At that moment of him squirming in shock panicking. He finally noticed Tobias in the passenger seat of the car not holding his gun but a damaged photograph stained with blood.
He leaned forward and searched through the glove box. To his joy he found himself a bottle of whiskey. He pulled the cork out with his mouth and spat it at Jeremiah.
‘I’m sure you’d like some of this. Too bad I don’t wanna spill any on your muzzle’ He laughed shaking the bottle in front of him. He leaned back in his seat and took a swig still keeping his eyes on the photo. ‘Look at that,’ He said showing the photo. ‘That’s my baby brother right there with his wife and kid. We didn’t get to know our parents so he only ever had me. I was the one working I figured early on that uh the hard labour life never really fit him. So I knuckled down, and put in more hours so I could get that bastard through college and he did it met a pretty girl too. Then about 3 years later he runs to my door all in a fuss all stressed out of his mind. Hell I could see the hairs he’d already torn out.’ Tobias laughed as he took another swig. ‘He tells me.’ Holy shit Tobias we’re havin a baby.’ Shit I never been more proud of him then in that moment. 9 months later it’s like magic there she is, my niece.’ He leaned in closer to show the photo to Jeremiah. He used his weak bloody finger to point out his niece.

I swear to God everyday that kid surprised me, it’s like everyday she got bigger and smarter. You know what I mean? One day they’re so small and fragile the next they’re running around the fields playing king of the hills, tackling their friends like they’re lions chasing gazelle.’ Tobias took another swig.
‘The amount of times I patched up scraped knees on that kid I tell ya.’ He laughed. ‘Most kids get scared of the dark, things going bump in the night or monsters from fairy tales. Not her, ya see we made it clear to her she was safe. One night she has a nightmare, she’s about 4 then. She asks me ’Uncle do monsters exist?’ now any normal Uncle would say ‘Of course not sweetheart it’s just your imagination.’ Me being who I am I get her daddy we gets talkin. I tell her. ‘Yes honey monsters are real, and they might seem scary but it’s okay because it’s me and your daddy’s job to scare em right back.’ Her being as smart as she is, she asks the important question. ‘Uncle how do you scare a monster?’ Oh Jesus I’ll never forget that one, you have no idea how goddamn proud I was to hear her say that. ‘So I show her this coin my Ma used to have, made of pure silver. I tell her ‘ You see this coin, it’s made of silver, monsters are afraid of silver more than anything so as long you have me, your Ma and Pa and that coin. Your gonna be safe, I promise you.’
Tobias leaned back further and continued to swig the Whiskey. Tears filled his eyes but he wiped them away before he let them roll down his cheek. Jeremiah was violently thrashing now furious he was trapped so painfully and humiliatingly. He began growling and spitting at Tobias. Tobias searched around the back of the car finding a small firm pillow. He finished his bottle and raised his gun in his right hand cocking back the hammer. He pressed the pillow against Jeremiah’s throat and placed the barrel against the pillow and fired. This time blood splattered behind him followed by brain matter and skull.
‘I never forget my silver bullets twice.’ Tobias turned around to see men jumping on the roofs of cars snarling and growling, their eyes filled with yellow fury. He simply cocked the hammer again and leaned back in his seat. I’m coming for you sweetheart just sit tight.’

Tobias doesn't have blessed blood like Jacqueline. His family decades ago had their blood blessed, soon enough it became genetic but it skipped his generation.

Tobias likes to wear suits. He usually wears them with suit coats.
His suits are custom made, the buttons are silver in case he needs to rip one off to throw at a demon. He prefers black or dark grey suits. He almost always has a pair of sunglasses on completely covering his eyes.

Loadout: HK P30L pistols. Twin silver push daggers. 808 talon Buck knife silver and steel blade.
A short staff that splits into two blades. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RToV3c-Wh3I -The blade staff
He always wears a bulletproof vest.