The Secret Garden
Mother of Nephilim
Attributes: Str 2, Dex 2, Sta 2, Cha 3, Man 4 (double-talk), App 1, Per 5 (intuitive), Int 3, Wit 2
Abilities: Academics (Medieval History) 2, Academics (Theology) 1, Brawl (Wu-Chi) 3, Cosmology 4 (Malfeas), Culture (Asian) 1, Dodge 1, Drive 2, Fortune Telling 2, Intuition 2, Intimidation 2, Lore (Umbrood) 3, Meditation 3, Occult 3, Sense Deception 2
Backgrounds: Arcane 1, Dream 2, Familiar 2, Sanctum 2
Spheres: Forces 2, Prime 2, Spirit 4, Time 3
Specialty Foci: unknown
Unique Foci: none
Flaws: Allergy (dust), Dark Fate, Intolerance (Christians)
Investments: Body Armour, Cause Vertigo
Attack: Brawl 5/2B, Glock 9mm 2/4L
Defense: Dodge 3, Soak 2B
Move: Walk: 7 yds, Jog: 14 yds, Run: 26 yds/13 yds
Born Ethel Boswell, a child of Salford’s Ordsall district, your childhood was one of inner city squalor, with little hope or chance of escape in sight. Garnering a meagre three O-levels (funnily enough, you failed Theology,) your career began as a barmaid at the Ordsall Community Centre.
In your heart you knew that there was more out there waiting for you. You were spotted dancing at the local disco (a dive by the name of Roxy’s) by a “talent-scout” and offered a job as a dancer at Manchester’s premier nightspot: The Hacienda. You snapped up the opportunity, hearing the call that drew you eagerly away from your bedsit in your Mum’s basement. The job at the Hac was no prize, but more a signpost, a waystation on the road to thunder that you could hear in the distance.
Somewhere along the line Baz came into the picture. Traveller, dreamer and self-confessed ecoterrorist, Baz gave you a hook on which to hang your urges. He was an idiot, totally lost in his own dream-world, but he taught you one thing: that there were lives to be lived beyond the boundaries of normal society. All that you need to do is choose one and live it with heart and soul. And through all of this hunting for a life less ordinary, you have known that she was watching over you. Perhaps this has been the silent conviction pushing you towards the esoteric: the certainty that your grandmother is with you still, a ghost in your shadow. Baz talks about other spirits guarding you, as if you were a lure to the ethereal. For yourself it is all further proof of the glorious storms that lie ahead.