"Nice sword, too bad my bullets are faster."
Jacob is a man of loyalty, trust and compassion. But only to his companions, innocent and friends, to everyone else he is a man of lies, one who would deceive them rather then help them, unless he had to.
Wherever he goes, Jacob always got his trusted six-barreled revolver with him.
As a young boy, Jacob would wander the streets of Brittia, the capital of Britwaldia, with his friends, looking for adventures of their own and playing games with each others. The wars that took place outside the island never really mattered to them, as they knew that they couldn't be attacked thanks to Britwaldia's mighty fleets of ships and zeppelins. But, Jacob started to grow tired of his peaceful life, he wanted more so it was only natural for him to join the Royal Britwaldian Army as soon as he became sixteen years old. Three years of training later and he was finally a full pledged soldier, one among many who would bring glory and fame to Her Royal Majesty. Only a month after his final graduations the nations of Britwaldia and Gallia would engage each others in war, which would be known as the Brit-Gallian War of 1723-1726. He and many of his new comrades were sent to battle in Gallia, where they met hard resistance from both Gallian troops and Gallian rebels from the villages and towns that Britwaldia had taken. Three years of fighting ended with Britwaldia having new territory on the mainland, but countless of casualties on both sides, among them Lieutenant Jacob Demore of the Fifth Infantry Company. Or so they thought. Jacob had been left to die during a battle, and he survived because of that a farmer took care of him. Seeing how the Britwaldian Army really were, Jacob decided to start a new life, but the only thing he was good at was firing a rifle or a pistol, so he decided to become a soldier of fortune. He's been in the business for six years now, ever since the Brit-Gallian War ended. Now, he's under the payroll of Monty Montgomery.