Grant was born in Europe and left at Hedge End's church's door, Hampshire, England. The year was 1974. He was adopted at the age of two by Herbert and Claire Bogart, two american citizens from Greenberth, Delaware, and christened Grant Lucian Bogart.
A few month after Grant began elementary school, Claire wanted to pursue an international career opportunity with Veer Industries. Herbert discovered Claire's opportunity was in fact due to an ongoing affair with a younger Veer executive, Martin Grimm. Claire was not seen much often by either Herbert or Grant after the divorce papers were filed in November 1982. A year later, Veer Industries relocated the local car plant in Mexico, forcing Herbert to sell the house and find a new job.
Grant's grandfather Patrick, who in fact was his grandfather's brother, offered Herbert to work at his pawn shop in Chinatown, Gotham City, part time. The two men had no love for each other, yet honored family as a value. 1984 was the year Grant discovered his real grandfather Lucian had been a local cop legend, the year his father got shot three times in the chest by a cash-strung lowlife junkie and also the year he got placed at the Thomas Wayne Boarding School for Young Boys.
Stuck from Day One as an inbetweener, Grant managed to toughen up an keep average grades all through his school years, at the same time keeping his father's part time job at the Jade Dragon Pawn Shop. In 1991, he signed up for the police Academy so he could join when he turned 18. And he did.
Promotions were frequent for policemen in Gotham, even more for officers. As he raised from bluemeat to deadbeat to vice detective, Grant lost contact with his grand uncle Patrick. In 1997, Patrick H. Bogart died after a massive stroke, leaving the whole Jade Dragon's building to Grant. Grant moved back in, put someone behind the Dragon's register and switched then his cocaine habit for a liquor one, to make the shadows of the past more comfortable.
As humanity entered its third Gregorian millennium, many found new faith and even long after 2001, there was still plenty of job. In 2002, Grant got lent to the Cult Division, a join force ment to put the mad back in Arkham, and in 2006 was promoted Chief Detective. On the last day of 2009, Grant was lining up his team to net Grand Priest Yom of the Primal Light before they sacrificed the virgin and awoke the Ancient Ones… and it happened.
There is a lot of confusion in Grant's memory on what really happened. Gun fire, pooling blood of a stabbed young woman, his partner calling for backup, lots of puking and passing out. Lots and lots of lost minutes and lunches for the best part of the following year, due to Grant's Hypernormal Olfaction Disorder, as diagnosed by the best quack the police union could afford in Metropolis. Grant was thanked for his brilliant job, given his pension, some seasick pills and sent home.
With the help of countless experts/crooks, Grant figured out the most obvious parts of his magical nature. Between 2011 and 2012, Grant was issued private detective liscences by the state and its neighbors, because health means debt and he needed money. He founded Jade Eye Inc., a cover just upstairs of the pawn shop for his bounty hunting, spying, conciergering and other shady-yet-almost-legal deals.
Cynical
Grant has yet to find a human being who would be as genuine as advertized. Cold hard facts weigh way more.
Cunning
Beyond the satisfaction of fooling someone, Grant values the use of deception in all its forms. Oh look! Thor!
Quiet
Terse, discreet, loner, dumb, the list goes on. In truth, Grant does not find spilling his thoughts useful in most situations.
Amoral
Grant can ignore conventions, rules and laws if they get in the way.
Motivation
Grant enjoys stability greatly, whenever he cannot attain a prosperous setting. He knows how life is fragile, especially since his breakdown, so he will not let an opportunity slip away. Finding and having leverage on others is always reassuring and using it can be a delight sometimes. Ultimately, nothing beats the feeling of riding life 'Like A Boss'.
Goals
Getting back to full health is the priority for Grant, even if it means sacrificing his newfound magical assets. Improving his financial situation comes close behind. Eventually, he knows he will come around to look for closure with his mother.
Amplified Magical Olfaction
Grant can track the scent of anything, even magic, on a radius of a city block, more or less depending on the winds. Only an airtight sealed room can stop this power. Unlike other humans, Grant's sense of smell will alert him during his sleep. Strong scents or magical sources may cover fainter fragrances and if pungent enough can overwhelm Grant to the point of fainting. Grant cannot turn his power off although he can dull it through physical means.
Magical Blood
Grant has the potential of being a sorcerer, were he to be taught, for his very blood is magically potent. Magically sensitive things and beings may react to Grant's presence in ways he does not know how to control and Grant may react to them as well. Learning magic use through experiment should be easier to Grant, while at the same time he is vulnerable to magical detection and a target for those who are seeking power through blood.
Wide Informant Network
Through sheer dedication, Grant kept touch with most people he could talk with all over the years, all the way back to boarding school. Chances are good he knows someone who knows someone, at least, and on both sides of the law.
Material Assets
Grant has the same gear any police detective can access, give or take. His mini-van is a decommissioned, refurbished-as-civilian police wagon bought at a police auction. He owns a three story building at the edge of Gotham's Chinatown, housing two legitimate business: the Jade Dragon pawn shop and his private eye agency, Jade Eye Inc.
Legal Access
Grant has licenses to carry firearms all over North America and in Mexico. He is a registered Private Eye and Bounty Hunter for the whole United States. He also found a way to get hold of several tabloid press cards.
Firearms
As a cop, Grant was trained to know firearms and how to use them. Only the most advanced, experimental, secret and/or military gunpowder weapon will escape his grasp.
Surveillance
As a police detective, Grant learned how surveillance works, how surveillance gear works and how to use both. He knows how to stake you, how to tap a phone, how to plant a bug and how to follow someone.
CSI
As a police officer, Grant was trained about Crime Scene Investigation procedures. He is not a specialist but he knows how to behave on a crime scene and who's who, who does what and what's what.
Driver
As a cop, detective and police officer, Grant was trained over and over and over on how to drive a car. He can reproduce most ground bourne car maneuvers, even the high speed ones.
Legal Conceil
As a police officer, Grant had to learn the civic and criminal code. He knows what is legal, what is iffy and what is a no-no.
Magical Blood
Grant has little to no control over what happens when magical events or items meet his own magical presence. He knows no way to conceal his magical blood either. In game terms, Grant Bogart is a free target for magical happenings, as long as they have limited consequences and within consent.
Notorious and Untrustworthy
Both sides of the law, Bogart is known to bend the rules however it fits his goals and never get caught with it.
Enemies
Bogart has put behind bars many common criminals, from the petty to the influential. He has crossed one or two fellow police men too. Feel free to page if you want to use a NPC to reach to Bogart.
Mortgaged to the Brim
To keep up with everything, Grant put two mortgage on everything he could, maxed his credit cards and all the stuff. He cannot hang out in fancy restaurant or bail you out, else he may lose everything in a financial bankruptcy cascade of epic proportions.
Flashbacks and Nightmares
… of that night where he failed to save the virgin from the psychopath, the night he got his power. They have been the bigger part of Grant's career change. Some weeks, nothing happens and some others, they seep in without warning, getting more and more invasive until they fade away. Stress is obviously the most likely trigger, especially if helpless people are threatened.
Struggling Addict
Grant replaced a cocaine habit for alcohol mid career. Even though he drinks way less since his retirement and can function normally, missing his drink can prove very stressful, possibly opening the flashback box. Grant also has a hard time not to indulge his addictive side in situations where he could feel overwhelmed.
