Jacob "Jack" Ortega Baldwin

Jacob "Jack" Ortega Baldwin On Game As: Ashengard Played By: Nick Cave Concept: Wandering Lost Date of Birth: 04 Dec 1989 Apparent Age: 25 Occupation: Cleaner Virtue: Fortitude Vice: Gluttony Freehold: None Motley: None

I waged war in a fiery blaze, I found peace in a purple haze. 
My angels and my demons they don't know their place. 
Ready or not they're gonna come out, and play.

— In This Moment

Good For Nothing, Nothing of Good

      

He was eight when he ran away from St. Genevieve’s Orphanage, eight and three months when Mr. Albuquerque gave him a job at his bodega doing stock work; eight and a half when the police eventually tracked him down and dumped Jacob back to the orphanage. Twelve when he got adopted, twelve and seven months when the family asked for their refund.

From then on a few more couples tried, they never got past the interview phase, Jacob wouldn’t let them; he was better off with what he knew and what he knew gave him freedom. He could endure Mrs. Westworth, her once brutal hands were going soft with age, he knew the routine of the convent well enough to sneak whenever he wanted – take a walk ‘round the city, workshop on getting some real chances at life, not vying for a rescue or a miracle that would never come.

His emancipation came when some buddies came to pick him up from the orphanage exactly at midday of his 21st birthday, saying their jolly good mornings to the nuns, cat-calling Jack until he got inside the damn car — a crowded, beaten down red paint chipped 83's Volkswagen Passat full of beer smelling punks — about to get that much crowded with his backpack of meager possessions and Jack's tall lanky self. Hooting their farewells and He never wants to see you again you hag! at nun Westworth, they peeled off down the streets of El Paso, a city Jack had decided he never wanted to be seen in again.

Somewhere, somehow, he'd make a name for himself and forget all about his meager beginnings.

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Contacts

• Abigail Westworth — nun of British heritage and primary caretaker of Jacob Ortega Baldwin
• Alexander Family — employee
• Mr. Albuquerque — stout grey hair and bearded Portuguese man with a mighty appetite and even mightier rap sheet
• Petra Riley Green — a little fox he used to know, from somewhere else. Somewhere terrible that humans cannot abide. He wants to see her again

Soundtrack

Dead Weight - PVRIS If we start cracking at the center I won't let it break Hold it together through the weather, it's my DNA So sick of being your giver Throwing my soul away All give, no take Look what you started You're turning me heartless I'm trying my hardest If I'm being honest I can't take it over and over Dead weight hanging off of my shoulder Nothing changes I'm getting colder Dead weight hanging off of my shoulders

To Be Alone - 5 Finger Death Punch So tell me, how does it feel to know that no one is coming? No one is running When you hit the ground (you hit the ground) How does it feel to know that no one's around you? No one will be there When you hit the ground (you hit the ground) How does it feel? How does it feel to be alone? Well, now that I've got you here and you're all alone Is there anyone you need…

Here Come the Vultures - Delain I once had an understanding that everything would go my way But now we've come too far along for me to hold on to my own beliefs I'm not in it for the fun of it but for the pain I'm not at all interested in your temporary fame I just want to see you stare As I lay my soul bare for you To crush upon with heavy feet I'm in it for the beat Stranger the faces Stranger the places They're becoming us Here come the vultures Here come the vultures Heading over us

The Haunting - Kamelot Somewhere in time I will find you and haunt you again Like the wind sweeps the earth Somewhere in time When no virtues are left to defend You've fallen deep I was a liar in every debate I rule the forces that fuelled your hate When the cold in my heart leaves It comes to an end And quietly I'll go to sleep

Covered by Roses - Within Temptation We built our castles high Turned our dreams to gold We took the blows with pride Went through it all The dawn is closing in New tales are told This rhapsody of life In a way, I guess we all know Covered by roses When this dance is over We all know all beauty will die

What the Water Gave Me - Florence + the Machine And oh, poor Atlas The world's a beast of a burden You've been holding on a long time And all this longing And the ships are left to rust That's what the water gave us

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