Jordan Crumbler of the Back Alley #6038

In the labyrinthine alleys of the Iron District, where neon signs cast shadows like urban war paint, prowls Jordan, the unorthodox guardian of forgotten streets. His signature bone-white club, salvaged from the ruins of the old city's natural history museum, serves as both weapon and warning to those who would disturb the delicate peace of his domain. The yellow chain draped across his chest, woven from recycled caution tape, has become a symbol that local residents recognize as a promise of protection. Though his muscles speak of countless street brawls, his true strength lies in knowing every shortcut, escape route, and hidden sanctuary in his territory. The neighborhood elders respect him not for his fighting prowess, but for his uncanny ability to resolve conflicts with a mix of street wisdom and unexpected diplomacy. In his makeshift dojo, housed in an abandoned laundromat, he trains local youth in both self-defense and urban archaeology, teaching them to read the stories written in the walls of their city. Despite offers to join professional fighting circuits, Jordan remains devoted to his self-appointed role as keeper of the back alleys, where he maintains an extensive network of informants consisting entirely of stray cats and pigeon observers

Entered by: 0x1697…778F and preserved on chain (see transaction)