Jeremy King is the head of the King Breweries and Distillers conglomerate, a subsidiary of Pentex.
Biography[]
Jeremy was brought up in the lap of luxury, but decided early on it wasn't big enough for him. It was nothing but the best for Jeremy; private tutors, private schools and the like. But Jeremy's father, Dexter, was a stern man who believed in hard work, and he made each of his sons spend at least one summer working in the brewery. It was to understand the value of a dollar and the nature of the business, Dexter King said. And so when Jeremy was 15, he spent the summer working in the main brewery building, handling a variety of jobs so he'd acquire a working knowledge of the whole operation.
Jeremy never forgave his father for that. He worked hard that summer, and learned everything the plant had to offer. He went back to school and ran a 4.0, which got him into Dartmouth. From there it was on to Wharton Business School, and then home to take up his rightful place in the King hierarchy.
It was Jeremy who made the first tentative, surreptitious contacts with Pentex about buying out King. It was Jeremy who brokered the deal, and who presented it as a fait accompli to the board. And when Dexter objected, it was Jeremy who went back to his new-found patrons for some assistance in getting his father out of the way.
So new Dexter writhes in a hospital bed with tubes in his throat and hate in his eyes, because he knows that somehow, some way his son is the one responsible for the disease that's carving his lungs into bloody chunks. Jeremy makes sure to visit every day and bring his father reports on how well the business is doing because, as he tells the nurses, he's sure that Dad would want to know.
In the meantime, Jeremy oversees the day-to-day operations of King's far-flung empire. Aware that what he did to his father could easily be done to him, he has surrounded himself with a cadre of fanatically loyal cousins, uncles and the like. Those who seem inclined to argue too much with his policy decisions get shipped out to subsidiaries or field offices, while loyal supporters are rewarded. The Kings have always been a pragmatic family, and the lesson is learned quickly.
Image[]
Jeremy is handsome, in a well-used sort of way. The outdoorsman image he cultivates is only partially a pose; he does like riding, hunting and other outdoor pursuits. He just likes making money and imposing his will more.
As a result, Jeremy is now a well-tanned and relaxed-looking man of 45, with an easy smile that never reaches his sharp blue eyes. He prefers to dress business casual, but insists on formal business wear from his employees and associates. Jeremy stands just over six feet tall and weighs 200 pounds. He played a linebacker for Dartmouth in his collage days, and his build still reflects this.
Note[]
Jeremy generally has at least one bodyguard hovering unobtrusively in his vicinity. While Jeremy himself has proven remarkably resistant to Banes and other forms of spiritual invasion, he's quick to make use of fomori to protect himself if he needs to. He just prefers to keep the monsters discreetly out of sight most of the time. After all, he has an image to maintain.
References[]
- WTA: Subsidiaries: A Guide to Pentex, p. 65-66