Subject Identification:
- Name: Barney Turner
- Age: 34
- Nationality: American (New York City)
- Affiliation: Self-styled "investigator," though not formally linked to any official hunter organization. Lone wolf type, unsurprisingly.
- Threat Level: Moderate. Barney is stubborn enough to be a problem, reckless enough to put others in danger, but he’s too blinded by his obsession to be a true threat to anyone except himself.
Biography:
Ah, Barney Turner. What a walking cliché—another tragic soul with a dead family, a supernatural mystery, and an obsession he wears like a badge of honor. If I had a dollar for every time I’ve seen this story, I wouldn’t be stuck writing these dossiers. But here we are. Barney’s tale of woe begins, as many of them do, with his father—Dr. Henry Turner, a famed archaeologist who fancied himself an expert in ancient artifacts and occult oddities. You’d think with a mentor like that, Barney might have learned how to avoid trouble. Instead, he plunged headfirst into it the moment tragedy struck.
The death of his mother and sister? That’s the crux of it all. A supernatural force unleashed by [REDACTED] ripped them out of his life and left Barney chasing shadows. Dr. Turner’s failure to contain or understand the [REDACTED] sparked a lifelong obsession in his son. The guy’s been scrambling to fill the gaps ever since, determined to find the thing that killed his family, as if solving that mystery will bring him peace. Newsflash: it won’t.
Let’s not forget, Barney grew up idolizing his father—the big, famous explorer who cracked open tombs and unsealed horrors for a living. But after the deaths, that hero worship quickly soured into resentment. Their relationship fractured. Daddy couldn’t solve the puzzle, so now Barney’s stuck playing the role of broken son, carrying on the legacy of half-baked obsession.
Since then, he’s lived a half-life, bouncing between New York and whatever dark corner holds a scrap of information on his family’s demise. Every lead takes him deeper into the supernatural underworld, and he keeps charging ahead as if this time he’ll find the answer. Let me tell you, watching him stumble through this is like watching a slow-motion car wreck—you know it’s going to end badly, but you can’t look away.
He’s picked up a few things along the way—occult knowledge, investigative skills, and a growing sense that the world is a lot uglier than he thought. But here’s the thing: for all his book smarts and stubbornness, Barney’s blind to one simple fact—he’s playing a losing game. The supernatural doesn’t play by the rules of men like him, and the more he digs, the more it drags him down.
In the end, Barney’s not chasing justice, not really. He’s chasing absolution, thinking if he solves this, he can fix whatever hole his family’s deaths left in him. But the truth? He’ll never fill that void. And it’s going to get him killed.
Skills and Proficiencies:
Now, let's talk about Barney's so-called skills. He’s got a few tricks up his sleeve, I’ll grant him that, but don’t expect anything miraculous. Most of what he’s learned is from a mix of desperation, bad luck, and an unhealthy obsession with things that should’ve stayed buried.
Physically? The guy’s not a powerhouse, but he’s scrappy enough to survive. He can hold his own in a brawl—nothing fancy, just basic street-level stuff. He swings a weapon like someone who’s watched too many action movies, and he’s not bad with a gun, either. He probably hit the range a few times out of necessity, not passion. He won’t be winning any sharpshooting competitions, but if something’s coming at him, he can put it down. His body is more of a tool to get him from point A to point B than a finely tuned machine. He relies on instinct and grit to get through, not strength or finesse.
Mentally, though, that’s where he’s most dangerous. Barney’s obsession with the occult has turned him into something of a walking encyclopedia on the subject. He’s spent more time researching supernatural lore than most scholars spend on their entire careers. If it involves curses, ancient rituals, or things that go bump in the night, he knows more than enough to get himself in trouble. His investigative skills aren’t bad either. He’s developed a sharp eye for details, especially when those details point to the supernatural. If there’s something weird in the evidence, he’ll spot it.
Then there’s that gut feeling of his. Call it intuition, call it paranoia—whatever it is, it works. He can walk into a room and immediately sense when something’s off. It’s a talent that’s kept him alive more times than he’d like to admit, though he’s probably convinced himself it’s just another part of his natural genius. Sure, Barney might know more about the occult than most, but it’s that sixth sense that keeps him one step ahead of the things lurking in the dark.
Socially? Let’s just say charm isn’t his strong suit. He can talk his way through situations when he needs to, but it’s not exactly smooth. Persuasion feels like an afterthought—he’s more interested in getting what he needs than playing nice. His interactions are often blunt, awkward, or a bit too intense, especially when the conversation veers into supernatural territory. People tend to give him a wide berth when he starts talking about ancient rituals and eldritch horrors.
In the end, Barney’s real skill is in knowing just enough to stay alive and keep chasing his personal demons. He’s competent, sure—but only because he has to be. The problem is, with the way he operates, it’s only a matter of time before he gets in over his head. And when that happens, all the occult knowledge in the world won’t save him.
Accomplices and Allies:
Barney’s not one for close partnerships. His lone-wolf mentality makes him suspicious of others, and that’s likely why he prefers the company of Sophie—a forensic scientist who, I assume, tolerates his nonsense. Sophie seems to keep him grounded with rational, scientific insights, though I wonder how much longer she’ll put up with his supernatural nonsense before she cuts ties for good. If she’s smart, she’ll distance herself before Barney’s next reckless move drags her into something she can’t walk away from.
Beyond Sophie? A few fellow hunters have crossed his path, but he doesn’t trust easily. Smart, in a way. His gut might help him sniff out supernatural threats, but people? He’s as clueless as they come.
Enemies:
Ah, now this is interesting. Barney has made an enemy of something… bigger. The [REDACTED] his father [REDACTED] released [REDACTED]. I’m guessing that force hasn’t forgotten the Turner family, and if Barney keeps poking the hornet’s nest, it’ll come for him eventually. What’s clear is Barney doesn’t know the full story—he’s chasing shadows, blind to the deeper connections between his father’s past and the entity that claimed his mother and sister. If I were him, I’d let sleeping dogs lie, but Barney? He’s running straight toward the thing that’s haunted him his whole life, convinced he can somehow beat it at its own game.
Then there’s the matter of Dr. Roswell Sudworth, the deranged doctor behind those infamous human-animal hybrid experiments. Barney’s stumbled upon Sudworth’s old surgical tools, and if history tells us anything, those instruments are tainted with something far darker than blood. Sudworth’s estate near Thornwood still echoes with the horrors of his experiments, and Barney, in his usual reckless fashion, seems ready to entangle himself in that twisted legacy. The moment he starts using those tools, he’ll have more than just his family’s curse to contend with—he’ll be walking in the footsteps of a madman, with whatever monstrosities Sudworth left behind likely waiting for him.
Recent Activities in Havensport:
- Mystic Hollow Deal: Oh, this one’s rich. Barney struck a deal with Josaia Niemczyk, a psychic with a reputation for leading people down dark paths. Barney’s after an artifact tied to his family’s tragedy—something that cost him his mother and sister, but still, he can’t help himself. He’s edging closer to uncovering it, though if he’s not careful, he’ll unlock more than he bargained for. Niemczyk must have seen his desperation from a mile away.
Additional Notes:
Barney’s biggest weakness isn’t his obsession. It’s his recklessness. He’s a danger to himself and anyone foolish enough to get close. Sure, his knowledge of the occult is impressive, but what good is that when you’re too impatient to properly apply it? He’ll rush headlong into the fire, thinking he can outsmart it with a few clever tricks and a gut feeling. Spoiler: He can’t.
One more thing—the guy has a tendency to rely too much on instinct. Sure, it’s saved him a few times, but one day, he’ll ignore the wrong sign, and it’ll be the end of him.
But hey, if he doesn’t get himself killed, he might just crack this case wide open. Wouldn’t that be something?
