A fixer with corporate polish and streetwise instincts, Arthur Jones operates in the gray spaces of Night City—where deals are made, secrets are sold, and trust is the rarest currency. A former Militech agent turned independent broker, he keeps a low profile, working out of his apartment and the driver's seat of his modded car. Calm, calculating, and always a step ahead, Arthur isn't a legend—yet—but he's making moves, one job at a time. In a city where survival is an art, he's painting his masterpiece in quiet deals and unspoken threats.
| Name | Arthur Jones |
| Alias | TBC |
| Age | 30 |
| Ethnicity | Caucasian |
| Birthplace | Watson, Night City |
Biography
Arthur Jones was born and raised in the cold steel embrace of Night City, the son of a mid-tier corpo lawyer and a data analyst. While his parents climbed the corporate ladder, Arthur learned early that loyalty to a megacorp meant nothing when the numbers didn't add up. He spent his teenage years bouncing between schools in the corporate districts, absorbing the cutthroat lessons of power, wealth, and survival. By the time he was in his twenties, he had already landed a spot at Militech as a corporate agent—clean work, high stakes, and just enough plausible deniability to keep his hands from looking too dirty.
For years, Arthur played the game well. He handled asset extractions, secured black-market intel, and even participated in a few quiet wet jobs when necessary. But corporate life was a meat grinder, and when a high-risk op went sideways, Arthur found himself staring at an abrupt "contract termination." No severance, no warning—just an edgerunner's choice: vanish, or make himself useful elsewhere. Instead of begging for another contract, he went dark, slipping into the city's underbelly and leveraging his old contacts to build something of his own.
Now in his thirties, Arthur operates as a fixer out of his cramped apartment and his battered but heavily modded car. He's not a major player—not yet—but he's got a reputation for getting things done clean, quiet, and fast. With one foot still in the corporate world and the other firmly planted in the streets, he deals in information, logistics, and people—because in Night City, who you know matters more than what you own.
Personality
Arthur Jones is a man who understands the power of patience. He isn't the loudest voice in the room, nor the first to pull a trigger, but he's always watching, always calculating. Years in the corporate world taught him the value of measured words and controlled actions—speak too soon, and you tip your hand; move too fast, and you make yourself a target. He carries himself with the quiet confidence of someone who has seen the worst of Night City and lived to tell the tale, a man who trades in trust but never gives it away for free.
Despite his calm exterior, Arthur is not without ambition. He has no illusions of becoming a legend overnight, but every deal, every favor called in, is a step toward something bigger. He believes in leverage over luck, subtlety over spectacle. He doesn't pick fights he can't win, but when backed into a corner, he's capable of ruthless efficiency—violence, after all, is just another negotiation tactic when the need arises. His reputation as a fixer is built on reliability, discretion, and the ability to keep his word—so long as the client doesn't give him a reason to break it.
At his core, Arthur is pragmatic, but not heartless. He knows the city chews people up, spits them out, and forgets they ever existed. While he won't put himself in the crosshairs for a stranger, he isn't the type to burn people for no reason either. If there's an opportunity to walk away clean, he'll take it. If there's a way to settle things without a bullet, he'll try. But when push comes to shove, he's a survivor first, a businessman second, and a good man…somewhere much further down the list.
| Lifepath | Fixer |
| Skills | Streetdeal |
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