Description 

Standing tall at 6'3", he possesses an imposing presence that exudes both strength and confidence. His jet-black hair, normally slicked back, adds a touch of mystery to his overall allure.

A well-maintained, medium-length black beard adorns his face, framing his strong jawline and accentuating his rugged masculinity. The beard, carefully groomed, hints at his commitment to both his appearance and his craft, nearly fully concealing a prominently chiseled jawline, which speaks of determination and resilience, is further accentuated by a hint of stubble that adds a touch of roughness to his handsome visage. The combination of his features creates an irresistible blend of strength, ruggedness, and undeniable charm.

His face is distinguished by a slightly pointed nose, adding a touch of character to his otherwise symmetrical features, all seemingly highlighting his piercing hazel eyes. His eyes often shimmer with intensity, reflecting a depth of wisdom and experience that only a life lived on both the open range and in his own version of personal hell can bring.

Whether he's on horseback, clad in his infamous weathered black leather trench coat and his trademark blackened Rattlesnake hat, or simply standing tall in the midst of a crowd, this mercenary's physical presence is as captivating as his demeanor. His striking appearance is a testament to his dedication, hard work, and a life spent embracing the untamed spirit of the Wild West.

Early Life 

James Douglas Harris was born in Tucson, Arizona Territory on October 23rd, 1874 to an affluent family with ties to the oil and natural gas industry. The Harris family had only relocated less than a decade prior from Atlanta, Georgia where his father, Elliot Harris, fought for the Confederate States of America under Brigadier General Robert H. Anderson in the 5th Georgia Cavalry, as a commissioned Major.

Initially suffering three miscarriages before his birth, James was seen as a gift from God to the Harris family and was sheltered heavily by his mother, who frequently saved him from the stern disciplinary actions his father sought to give him when caught disobedient to house and family rules. Due to his family’s influence and wealth, James had an advantage over his peers when attending grade school as his mother arranged a multitude of tutors and mentors to guide a prepubescent James into academic success. Because of the advantageous position, James was selected to continue a higher education in post-grade school where he graduated with a general diploma in May of 1892.

Attending higher education was expected of him by his mother and his father, who was among the many in various generations of the Harris name to be able to read and write before their teens. James applied to the United States Military Academy at West Point in New York to tread in his father’s footsteps directly and attend a military college but was near distraught when he was rejected due to Confederate family ties. Having no ultimatum, he applied in August of 1892 to the Territorial Normal School at Temple and was accepted within the end of the month. By June of 1896, James had acquired a Weapons Engineering degree from the University and had raced himself to apply for a commission in the United States Army with his eyes set on an Artillery division.

Despite the Harris family's influence in Arizona Territory, James was yet again unsuccessful in securing a spot for his ideal position within the Army due to his family’s Confederate ties and many former Union senior officers having the bitterness of the American Civil War in recent memory. Due to the rarity and prestige of his degree, however, he was able to secure a slot for the Cavalry division and by January of 1897, he had completed his military training and coursework to formerly secure a Second Lieutenant’s commission.

Although showing great competence and potential for future senior leadership within the Army’s Cavalry sect, James was met with constant disrespect and prejudice from the more senior officers based on his family’s history yet again. Instead of being assigned posts that were more desirable for men of his caliber, he was often tucked away in backwater regions and forts to complete busy work. Fed up with how the Army was treating him, James sought to prove himself to his cadre only to find the perfect opportunity in May of 1998, where he volunteered for Colonel Theodore Roosevelt’s “Rough Riders,” where he was promptly promoted to First Lieutenant upon acceptance into the regiment.

Merely two months after the Spanish-American War sparked off on the 28th of May, James found himself landing in Cuba to seize the Spanish territory for his country and liberate them from tyranny. After a grace period of three days, he could take command on the 31st of May of a small sect within the “Rough Riders” and prepare his men for war. Attached with the 25th Colored Infantry, James was sent to lead the charge to break the Spanish baseline at Kettle Hill during the Battle of San Juan Hill on June 2nd. Due to a mixture of luck and a stroke of brilliance, James was able to take a Gatling gun nest before a shot was fired at the charge. With the capture of the base of the hill, it allowed for a suitable artillery position for American reinforcements which were en route from the coast. During a second charge up the side of Kettle Hill, James was wounded when a piece of shrapnel slashed into his left cheek almost dismounting him entirely. He regained composure and continued the charge until his final objective was completed when the Spanish hill fell and was conquered by the U.S. Army. Because of the nature of his wounds, he was recalled from the front and rested in a medical caravan for the duration of the Cuban campaign, his wound eventually healing but at the cost of a grizzly scar.

After being transferred from the “Rough Riders” with the conclusion of the Spanish-American War, James began to show signs of mental exhaustion and trauma from the horrors of war he saw, often turning to alcohol and tobacco to curb his anxiety. Because of these non-officer-like habits, he often verbally quarreled with his senior officers whenever he did not agree with what was being ordered or created. Then, in the early morning of November 4th, James physically assaulted a Major who made a derogatory comment about his family’s allegiance to the United States based on his father’s Confederate allegiance. Because of his deeds, he was saved by a court-martial but was separated from the Army by the end of the day. Distraught about his failure to his nation and his family’s name, he returned to Tucson a drunk. In the late hours of December 19th, James found himself banished from his own family after being involved in a verbal altercation with his father over his failure as a military officer which resulted in James striking his father and drawing blood with his fists. With no additional support from his family, he took what he could fit in his bags and boarded a train to New Alexandria with hopes to establish himself by any means necessary to prove to his family he was not a lost cause, as well as regroup with an old associate who goes by the moniker of "Silver Fox".

Present Life 

Hakkar spends his present days offering his services to those who can afford them, as well as straddling the wrong side of the Law with often acts of armed robbery and intimidation. Where his name is uttered, it is almost guaranteed a collective sigh could be heard from the New Alexandria Sheriff's Department, as well as both the Marshal's Office and the Department of Prisons.

Affiliations 

· Silver Fox and Hakkar's Mercenary Band (Unnamed Posse)
- Silver Fox
- Beck
- Red
- Dusty
- Irish
- Goose

Quotes 

· "How would you like to go missing? Keep fucking talking."
· "Let your money do the talking for you, it's the only thing that'll help."

Trivia 

· 'Hakkar' is a nickname his late wife gifted him, which means "Warrior," in her Native tongue.
· Hakkar was the one who shot Richard A. Taylor at the Shootout in the Rhodes Saloon in April of 1899 (2020).
· Unofficially, Hakkar was given the nickname," The Man With the Golden Gun," by members of the Livestock Commission after he fended off a full posse of The Colts by himself during the kidnapping of Raven McCoy with Silver Fox in the Spring of 1901.