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The following Characters are Pre Approved.

PLAYER         NAME                                    AFILLIATION                                PRIMARY SPHERES

Long              Cade Allistair                          Distinct                                        Forces/Time

ASA                Kaitlin Vandussen                  Distinct                                         Life/Prime

Jeremy           Aja Klarfeld                             Virtual Adept                                 Data/Entropy/Mind

Rubio             Montrose Deleon                    Ecstatic                                         Mind/Life

Krul                Akemi                                      Akashayana                                 Life/Time

Max                Triessa Elrich                                                                               Life/Mind

BD                  Jenna Li                                 Distinct

ST Character  Mia Vail                                  Distinct                                       Entropy/Correspondence/Time


these are the final players if you wish to join the game PM me and we will see what we can do



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Identity: Aja Klarfeld
Occupation: Self-Employed [part-time day trading, part disabilities checks]
Marital Status: Single

Physical Traits:
Weight: 165 lbs
Height: 5’6â€
Apparent age: Mid-twenties
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark Blond
Handedness: Left

Appearance: Aja is a young man of slightly below average height, wearing glasses. He is generally possess a thin mustache and definite beard, but with his irregular shaving patterns, he may range from a recent clean-shaven to more thick and profuse with facial hair. A dimple often appears in his right cheek when he smiles.

Personality: Aja possesses a vibrant kindness and passion for his interests and work that is apparent to anyone in front of him. He demonstrate a deep curiosity and eclectic interests in things ranging from various forms of fiction, drama, mysteries, history, literature and more. Yet at the same time, he is fundamentally an ISTJ personality, cemented by the high-functioning autism he possesses (and chooses to keep unmentioned).


Extended, large-scale social interaction is emotionally tiring for him, he has a number of sensory issues, and at heart he would prefer to interact with people at the one step remove provided by the Internet and information technology. And Aja is more self-reliant, trying to plan and do his best to arrange his projects and plans to improve the world by himself on a focused step by step, issue by issue progress.


Neither is it easy to step into the unfamiliar or unprepared.


Views on Other Groups

Other Traditions: "At times I'm tempted to say they're out of touch with the world, but that's not true at all. They still have much relevance in this global existence, and much to teach us still. Of course they still have a lot to learn from us as well."

The Technocracy: "I'm all for the benefits of science and technology. It's brought us so much, and I do not want to live in another medieval age. But the potential, in us, in the tools, in the mutable side of reality - it should be there to empower everyone. The Technocrats may talk a good game, but at the end of the day they assume they know everything - and that humanity has to be shaped by their specifications. Power like that corrupts - and who says they're right?"

The Disparates: "A testament to the complexity of this world: still going, and still got surprises. I want to see what's up their sleeves."

Nephandi: "Nolan's trilogy Alfred said it best. Some people want to watch the world burn. And that makes them the enemy of everything I want to accomplish."

Marauders: "Insanity plus magic. Not good."




Paradigm: Everything is Data

Practice: Reality Hacking



  • Books
  • Computers/IT Gear
  • Eye Contact
  • Fashion
  • Languages
  • Mass Media
  • Math
  • Meditation/Concentration
  • Social Influence/Domination
  • Symbols
  • Thought Forms
  • Voice/Vocalizations

Aja draws on the traditional core Virtual Adept ideas that everything is information, and as such, can be learned, adjusted, modified. Unlike the high-tech habits of his fellows, Aja's primary attentions are on the more basic, often-overlooked (to him) sources of information in the word - the human language and concepts we create, modify, and change constantly, plus that which is perceived by our senses always.


Aja's Avatar
Aja's belief is that the Avatar is a mental construct, representing the portion of the human brain/mind that serves as an interface between the consciousness and the direct connection to reality hacking/magick. He's not sure though, why his happened to construct itself as...



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Description: This dark haired asian woman moves with a grace and precision that is so ingrained it's not even part of her conscious mind, her every movement is smooth and sure.  (further appearance, see picture)



High in the mountains of of the Himalaya’s, hidden by magik is the Akashic sanctuary, a place where the various practices and paradigms of the Akashic brotherhood are taught and followed.   It is here that Akemi’s mother found her way too shortly before her daughter was born, and it was here that Akemi spent her formative years.  Without some of the expectations one might find within regular modern society, Akemi began practicing the martial arts by the time she was five.

Being trained by more then one Do master had a strong influence on the child, she learned deep meditative techniques, as well as moving meditation, she developed as a dancer and learned the basics of philosphy, she was taught the esoteric arts of body control, and the basics of yoga, though she’s still working on mastery of them.  She achieved mastery of the martial arts by the time she was 15, and she awoken to the higher realities at the same time.

Her isolated upbringing does give her some trouble, so on occasion she’s found herself reading a situation wrong or not completely understanding a social situation, but she’s working on it.  Her powerful avatar and strong meditative abilities give her a deep and strong connection to the collective consciousness, she can achieve amazing things even without resorting to magik.   What is more, destiny has a hand on her, though she’s not entirely sure how, when or why, she is important to destiny in some way.  

When she was 17, sense she had reached physical maturity, and she was far wiser and more skilled then most her age, the masters took her aside and explained to her while they could teach her more, it would be at the expense of a wider view of the world, and they felt she should begin to travel the world.  They arranged for her to join Cade Alistar and his mentor, as the masters of time said it was the best place for her to come to grips with her destiny, and learn more of the world.  

She’s since been with them about 4 years now, she’s 21 years of age, and embraces the concept of the Tao, the essence of Yin and Yang, the concepts of chi, ching and shen as energy flow.  She’s also gained a few enemies while working with them, some of whom do not wish her to reach whatever destiny she is meant to find. 




Akemi tends to believe the best of people, until they prove otherwise, and while she's young, she's fairly deep and wise for her age, but she's also idealist and at times seems naive, as though she hasn't entirely grown in the the full depth of the wisdom that she possess.  She's loyal, true and quick to defend friends and loved ones, and given a worthy cause will put the full force of her capabilities into it.  She believes in a better world then the one she lives in, see Magik below.




Akemi's Avatar is a powerful one, when it manifests itself to her, it has a actual presence, she sees it as a wise and powerful Chinese dragon.. a questing avatar, it pushes her ever onward, to learn and grow, to take on worthy causes, to change the world for the better.





Paradigm:  Bring Back the Golden Age
Practice: Martial Arts, Using a Mix of Martial Arts and Yoga, embracing Chakra’s, Meditation and Energy flow

  • Bodywork
  • Dances & Movement
  • Energy
  • Meditation,
  • Ordeals & Exertions
  • Weapons
  • Voice


Akemi uses the above tools for her magic, in a number of different ways, there are a number of nuances and variations to the above tools and she can and will make use of whichever one's are most appropriate to the moment.  Her degree of enlightenment (Arete) has reached the point where she's begun to need fewer tools, but she still sometimes uses them anyway..


The essence of her belief is that once, eons ago, the world existed in harmony with all, and all things were possible, but the world was twisted out of balance.   Humanity is at the heart of this balance, within each and every human is the potential to reach perfect balance, but few every achieve it, and there is more then one path, but the path is clearest within the essence of the Tao. 


All things must balance, in her view, evil is when things are out of balance, good is when things are in balance, Yin unbalanced becomes entrophic and destructive, Yang unbalanced becomes chaos and madness.  The Nephanti and the Maraunders exemplify both of those patterns, but the Technocracy also tends toward Yin imbalance of a different sort, pushing toward a static and unchanging world..





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Cade Allistair is a Private Detective.   Blessed with Intelligence speed and grace, he has a discerning mind and often takes jobs to recover objects, or people.  Sometimes these people have to live, other times, proof of death is needed.   He works hard to become equal to the man who was his adopted Father, Hermetic Mage Adrian Allistair, Knife of shadows.  


Adrian found him in a Florida Mansion belonging to a Vampire he'd been sent to dispatch.  In a moment of pity, perhaps sensing there was more in store for this boy, Adrian took him in, adopting him.   His move was Prescient when Cade awakened to the higher truths of Reality at age fifteen.   Sadly less than six months into his training as a mage, Adrian was slain by powerful vampires while on a mission in Cairo.   Not a day later, Kandal Leshp, A powerful mage, and ally to Adrian, showed up to continue the young mage's tutelage.  For the last seven years Cade has trained with him, learning to master many forms of combat and has shown himself adept at Temporal magic in addition to the Sphere of Forces that Adrian Favored.  


Kandal noted that Cade was fairly hotheaded, and to that end, arranged things so that he would meet Akemi, who has sort of become a live in teacher and friend, trying to help him focus himself to better attain greater truths and peace.


Kandal serves as Cade's fence for any object he recovers and cannot make use of, as well as supplier for goods that aren't so easy to get.  In Return, Kandal has a permanent room in the large well appointed home that Cade inherited, and Cade will perform requests for his mentor to repay any sense of debt.


Cade uses music to focus himself, and Kandal has taught him Golden Gunplay, once he was ready for such training.



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Montrose Deleon
A short, lean man with light brown hair and the tanned skin of someone who works outside. He moves with an odd sort of grace, staying unusually still for moments at a time and seeming to flow into a different position. His smile is genuine but distracted and he always seems to be dividing his attention between people and something just behind them. In the mornings he can be found in moving meditation, employing stretches, martial arts, and contortions.

Magickal style:
Montrose is always after the sensations of clarity on the other side of breath. Although his Awakening came about from pain, he feels that it was the drive and exertion rather than the pain itself that was the catalyst. He thus practices a rather ascetic (by Ecstatic standards at least) style of pushing himself to his physical limits and beyond. During the day, he does day labor, forcing more and more strength and vitality out of his body, embracing each scrape and bruise he gets from backbreaking labor. By night, he engages in prize fights of dubious legality always accepting and revelling in each blow taken and landed. When his body is in pain is when he feels the most empowered. Anyone can move, dance, or think in fair weather. It takes a being of Will and Purpose to choose the direction of destiny while under duress. He continues to practice and expand and meditate through ordeals (self-inflicted or otherwise) to break through the barriers between mind and body, self and other, past and present. One day, he will be able to break through that barrier for good and see past the Lie that is reality.


Paradigm: Everything is an Illusion
Practice: Extreme Physical Exertions to Hone the Body Mind and Spirit

Bodywork (self-contortion)

Postures and movements (holding poses for hours)
Ordeals (difficult workouts and punishing exertion)
Martial Arts (Testing himself against Living opponents)
Meditation (mental quietude and attention to thoughts)
Energy (breath control)
Elements (flowing water to visualize the flow of sensation)
Stones (specifically, the stone that helped him awaken)

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Kaitlin Vandussen




Personal Information
Name: Kaitlin Oksana Vandussen
Nicknames: Kat, Katniss, Tomb Raider, Artemis, Wonder Woman, She-Hulk (Once)

Nature: Survivor

Demeanor: Thrill-Seeker

Essence: Primordial

Affiliation: Orphan

Concept: American Ninja Warrior

Occupation: Martial Arts Instructor, Fire Lookout in Shoshone National Forest
Legal Status: United States Citizen, living in Dubois, Wyoming
Marital Status: Unmarried
Known Relatives: Reynold Vandussen (Father),
Deceased Relatives: Hanna Oksanyshyn Vandussen (Mother)

Physical Traits
Height: 6'2''

Weight: 191 lbs

Age: 18

Apparent age: Late teens

D.O.B.: July 1st, 1997
Gender: Female
Ethnic Background: European American (Dutch, German, Ukrainian)
Eye Color: Golden amber with coppery outer ring
Hair Color: Chestnut brown with blonde highlights
Handedness: Left

Appearance: Kaitlin is a tall, very athletic and striking young woman. She has the fine, sculpted facial features of a fashion model and the figure of a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Model... if you added over sixty pounds of lean, dense muscle, always perfectly taut and delineated as if she had just left the gym and a natural, tawny tan. With large, exuberantly perky breasts, sharply defined 8-pack abs, and long, strong legs, she's Amazonic by any standard, and moves with uncanny, feline grace, powerful and smooth.


Generally wears well worn, rugged second-hand clothing suited for the outdoors or sportswear. A pair of short-shorts or jeans, a crop top or tank top sometimes under a flannel shirt and a pair of worn cross-trainers is a typical outfit. Often wears an US Army Ranger, USFS Ranger, or NPS Ranger Cap. She doesn't own a dress and have never worn one.

Personality: Kaitlin is a stubborn, driven young woman, generally honest, sometimes to the point of bluntness and values her independence and self-sufficiency almost to a fault. Often remote with those she doesn't know and doesn't call someone friend easily, but when she does, she is extremely loyal and will defend them against anything, as long as that loyalty and friendship is returned. With friends and those she knows, she is more easy-going and exuberant. She despises boredom and laziness - find something to do!



Born and raised in a tiny town in Wyoming, surrounded by mountains and National Forests and Parks, Kaitlin didn't have an easy life growing up, her home a log cabin on the outskirts of town. Her father was an US Army Ranger, either stationed at Fort Benning or Overseas for most of her early life, while her mother was a Ranger with the US Forest Service. Not having much money, when she couldn't afford a baby-sitter, Hanna took her daughter with her to work.


Even as an infant and toddler, Kaitlin was active and mobile, running, jumping and climbing on anything and everything, so she didn't mind, though she was a trial to her mother, and the rare times her father was around. When she was four, her father suffered a serious injury while stationed in Afghanistan and received a disability discharge from the military. He had degenerative nerve and muscle damage to his leg from an incident he never spoke about, his mobility was severely limited and it made him bitter. The doctors had wanted to amputate, but Reynold had refused - it was his leg. Even at her tender age, Kaitlin noticed the change in her father, but tried not to let it affect her.


Still, Hanna and Reynold encouraged Kaitlin in her physical pursuits, both proponents of physical fitness, though they couldn't afford to enroll her in any junior sport leagues or other athletic clubs. They even taught her to fish and to check snares, extra food to supplement what they could afford on Reynold's disability checks and Hanna's job as a junior Ranger in the US Forest Service.


Kaitlin's next harsh lesson in life was when she was six. She was with her mother, romping through Shoshone National Forest when something... terrible, horrible happened. Hanna Vandussen was found torn to pieces, some organs completely missing. Kaitlin was found a day later, huddled in the boughs of a big tree.


Kaitlin had no memory of what happened other than something telling her to run and what she called a wolf-bear charging through the trees before she ran away. Forensics showed some serious discrepancies in the apparent attack. Superficially, it looked like Hanna was attacked by a big animal, further study revealed the wounds weren't made by any wolf or bear, or mountain lion or any other wild animal found in the Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem.


Theories were made that is was a human attack meant to be disguised as an animal attack. Naturally, suspicion first fell on her husband, but nothing was ever proven. Reynold was never charged in the death of his wife, but the taint of that suspicion never fully left him, partly because the cause of Hanna's death was never conclusively determined. Reynold grew more sour, and started drinking more heavily.


Now down to just what Reynold received on disability, he started teaching his daughter what he knew of hunting, physical fitness, and other skills he'd learned as an US Army Ranger. But he didn't want Kaitlin to grow up to become a soldier, so he taught her to bow hunt instead of using guns. Kaitlin enjoyed learning from her father, if not the alcohol on his breath, anything that let her out of the house. With her father disabled, Kaitlin started taking on more of the work hunting by setting snares, fishing and dressing the catch, even doing more of the cooking as time went on. She started shoplifting for necessities they couldn't get from the streams and forests when money was especially tight.


School wasn't especially good for her. Kids were kids, even in small towns, and could be cruel to the outsider who only wore second hand clothing and had a drunk for a father suspected of murder. She was an indifferent student, got in trouble often enough, usually fighting with those who teased her mercilessly or spoke badly about her father. Smaller than almost all of her peers, Kaitlin still excelled at athletics. Whatever else, she was always picked first when playing any sport.


When she was running, jumping, climbing, and tumbling, when she fell into the zone, and could feel the burn in her limbs, she could forget about how shitty her life was. Despite what happened to her mother, the outdoors never scared her; she often snuck out when her father was particularly drunk.


She was eight when she saw a YouTube video and was able to put a name to what she was doing naturally: Parkour! After that, she started climbing and jumping off everything, and devoured all she could about Parkour from the computer at the library. Even if she got caught shoplifting, she could usually get away... though her father wasn't terribly happy when her victims would show up at their cabin to tell him what his daughter was up to.


When she was ten, Kaitlin came to another major turning point in her life. She had stolen a bag of groceries from the back of a black sedan she wasn't familiar with, only finding out too late that is belonged to an agent passing through from the Resident Agency of the Denver Field Office of the FBI out of Lander. Knowing she could be in real trouble this time, she bolted, but the Agent came after her. She ducked behind a building, her eyes going wide at the sight of an older, but still vigorous man finishing a cigarette. No time to find another place to hide, she hid behind a trash bin and prayed the man wouldn't bust her.


He didn't. In fact, he covered for her when the Agent showed up. Samurai Joe had seen the tiny girl around, knew about her hard life, and could see her obvious natural athletic abilities - in another life, another place, she could have been a future Olympic Gymnast to rival or surpass Nadia Comaneci. He thought she just needed an outlet. He could also sense the potential for something more in her as well, for he was a Mage, a member of the Akashic Order. The man known as Samurai Joe ran the only martial arts studio in town - Samurai Joe's Jeet Kune Do - and had as long as anyone in town could remember.


Samurai Joe could see the stubbornness and fierce independence in the young girl and knew she wouldn't accept charity, so he made her an offer: he'd start teaching her in return for her doing some cleaning and maintenance around the dojo. He'd throw in a few bucks too or the occasional bag of groceries, but she had to stop stealing. Reluctant, but afraid if she didn't take the deal Samurai Joe would turn her in and then she might be locked up and wouldn't be able to help dad anymore, Kaitlin took the deal.


It was the best thing she ever did. She found another father figure in Samurai Joe. He didn't replace her father, but was an additional one. She took to the training easily and naturally, her inherent athleticism helping with the physical and mental discipline, though she didn't accept the spiritual lessons as well. On the other hand, she fell in love with Bruce Lee and her skill with Parkour was complementary with her lessons in what she thought was Jeet Kune Do, which in fact was Do, The Way. Samurai Joe hadn't had an apprentice in years and Kaitlin needed something. If she would ever Awaken, Samurai Joe couldn't say, but he could give her the opportunity to make her life something better than it was.


Kaitlin started doing better in school, and fought less. Most of the subjects in school still bored her and she began doing studies of her own. The physiology and mental discipline of athletes, books on physiotherapy, trying to help her father be more mobile and in less pain. She grew more assertive with him too, challenging about his drinking. She wouldn't get alcohol for him anymore and threw it out more often than not when she found it in their cabin. Sometimes, things were tense at home, but over all, it was better.


In the summer before entering Grade 8, Kaitlin's life changed forever. She was thirteen and feeling moody and sore. Everyone else was growing taller and developing curves, but she was the shortest girl in class by inches and still as flat as a boy. Despite her athletic skill, her lack of size and reach prevented her from dominating in sports like she always had before. And while she was beginning to notice boys, they didn't notice her, beyond being the poor girl in junior high who looked like she should still be in elementary school. On top of that, her father was starting to slide back on his alcoholism.


It was evening, Kaitlin had finished making and eating supper, and was on a run in the mountains behind her home, jumping off rocks and cliff-faces and flipping off trees, shoving her soreness away when she felt an odd, warm stickiness in her shorts. Reaching inside, her fingers felt a tacky moistness and when she looked down at her fingers, she could see red under the last light of the setting sun.




The sight sent her into a near panic. Intellectually, Kaitlin knew she could expect menstruating soon, many in her class already had. But she had no close female family or friends, and whatever her father or Samurai Joe could teach her, they couldn't prepare her for this. Feeling unreasoning anxiety and guilt, Kaitlin just ran harder and deeper into the woods and hills of Shoshone National Forest.


She finally stopped in a small glade high up one hill, centered on a still pond shaded by old, shaggy pines. She sat on a flat boulder, rocking slightly with her knees pulled to her chest as the dusk deepened. The glade gave a good view over the valley and town and Kaitlin had always felt a kinship with the place.


She heard a noise and turned looking into the shadows left by the fading light. She couldn't see anything. Then she heard it a again, a soft padding of footsteps. She spun and saw nothing but shadows as the sun disappeared and night fell. Kaitlin slowly rose from where she sat trying to pierce the darkness, the distinctive sound of a claw on stone spinning her around and she found herself staring into the yellow eyes of the largest Grey Wolf she had ever seen, less than five feet from where she stood.


She stared, frozen with fear, her heart pounding. The beast sniffed and opened its jaws, letting loose a bone chilling howl. She stumbled back preparing to run when her blood ran cold and her heart leapt into her throat. Her hazel eyes went wide, she was frozen again, her mind suddenly blank of all thought. The wolfs muscles began to ripple and its bones cracked and reset themselves as it reared up on it hind legs which were elongating. It was changing into a monster, a monster she suddenly remembered seeing before.


Kaitlin remembered! This was the monster that had killed her mother. And it would have killed her too if a great cat made of shadow that moved with primal grace and strength, with glowing gold eyes and luminous ethereal smoke spilling from its mouth had not lead her away and shown her where to hide while the werewolf tore her mother to pieces. The primordial beast, who was other, but was her as well, had taken her memory of the event as it slipped through the trees when rescue searchers had found her, though none of them had seemed to have seen it.


The great cat had been in her life ever since, leading her, pushing her, driving her, sometimes subtly protecting her. A being of her subconscious, but more than that too, slipping away like smoke and taking conscious memory of it away as well as it left. And now, it was back, stalking through trees and shadow unnoticed by the werewolf, staring at her with lambent, yellow eyes.


A new soul, it awakens for the first time, girl, a roar from the moment of creation at last heard! it purred in her mind. Time seemed to have stopped as the great, shadowy cat prowled around her, the smoke spilling from its maw tickling and tingling as it swirled around her legs. You can flee, perhaps to survive another day, but to flee forever more, the roar of awakening to go unanswered. Or you can fight, perhaps to die, but the roar will be answered and you will know what it is to live!


Kaitlin was running as far back as she could remember, running and climbing even before walking, but she had never really ran away from anything in her rough, tough life, as short as it was, even sometimes when better sense said she should have. She had endured the trials in her life and grown stronger for them. She'd rather die than meekly submit.


I'm gonna fight! Kaitlin told her avatar, planting her feet in a martial arts stance as she faced the towering wolf-man, even though terror raced down her spine. The great cat made no acknowledgment if that was good or bad, but simply crouched down, then pounced on her. There was no impact. The spirit flowed into her like fog of shadow and light, seeping in through mouth and nose, ears and eyes and between her legs.


Leaves rustled and the pond rippled under an evening wind as time started flowing once more. The werewolf charged Kaitlin, but she gasped as power and energy flowed through her and she swelled to match the monster in size and muscle, feline and terrible, furred in shadow, clawed and toothed in primal, silvery-blue light, ethereal fog spilling from her jaws.


Kaitlin, channeling a power she hadn't know she had, guided by a Spirit that had merged with a part of herself deep within her soul, and the werewolf fought in the glade under the light of the full moon. The Wolf-man had the advantage of skill and experience, a veteran of dozens of battles. But he had been expecting easy prey, not a predator on his level. Kaitlin moved with frightening speed and grace, and fueled by the quiescent energy that had lived in the picturesque glade for time uncounted, undying, waiting, her ephemeral claws and teeth tore through the meat and bone of the werewolf, tore his very Pattern, leaving terrible wounds that would not heal.


The monster tried to flee. The feline lycanthropic figure that was Kaitlin did not let him. She killed him, his death a sacrifice to her Awakening, and gorged on the Quintessence freed from the life taken from him.


Lost in the ecstasy of the power she failed to notice the others that had come drawn by the savage show. As the energy faded, she found her self on the ground kneeling over the corpse of a man torn asunder, then she noticed the Wolves. The largest wolf stepped forward, bigger even than the one she had killed, but there were six of them.


It bared its fangs and growled, then a smaller wolf moved up. The two made noises, then the others joined in and they all stepped forward. She had not where to run and the cat was silent. The smaller wolf came closer and began to ripple but instead of a monster it changed in to a woman, stocky and middle aged. Her dark skin in the moonlight told of the Indian blood flowing through her veins.


“You are safe child. We will not harm you for the spirit of this place has protected you and chosen you. This place is sacred to us. It is under our protection. And now it is also yours. Come here when you wish, but leave the rest alone, they are ours. Speak to no one of this, we will take care of this filth. Go now, others are looking for you. Do not bring them here, this is your place and ours.”


Kaitlin could only nod gravely in silent acceptance of the vow.


Samurai Joe found her stumbling down out of the mountains an hour later, smears of blood on her cheeks and hands, feeling the echoes of her Awakening even from town. Looking upon her, upon her Aura, he was almost blinded by the power of her Avatar and the seething Quintessence she had absorbed. Hers wasn't a soul that had traveled multiple times around the Wheel, but rather one that was taking its first steps. Her path wasn't the one the Akashics followed, at least, it wasn't yet. Her ominous avatar that he could only see with his Mage Sight warned him against influencing her Path. Samurai Joe nodded, he would only give her the tools to find her own.


Samurai Joe crouched down and cradled the tiny girl in his arms and straightened up smoothly, giving the bewildered girl a wry grin. "Dunno what happened durin' your Awakenin', but that's yers and yers alone, if you wanna tell the tale. But Ah guess Ah still hav' some 'splainin' ta do, Kiddo, yeah?"


So, in addition to continuing her training in The Way, at least in the Limbs Kaitlin was inclined to, Samurai Joe began teaching her the hidden Reality of the world, and the Reality of Magick. And Paradox. The monsters were real, but they could be fought. Together, they learned where her magickal proclivities lay.


Kaitlin had a strong, innate affinity for Life magick. When she found out about that, she wanted to instantly to make herself taller, stronger, prettier, the whole lot. Samurai Joe admitted she might be able to do it, but the backlash of Paradox could be harsh, and then there was the fact without taking care, she could seriously endanger her physical development. At least give puberty a chance. Kaitlin reconsidered and nodded in agreement, if still impatient about it Along with studying Magick and Do, she began taking a deep interest in medicine, mostly advanced first aid training, along with physiology and physiotherapy, as a means to not only improve herself physically, but to help her father with his disability.


Kaitlin did have an odd ineptitude with Spirit Magic, which surprised Samurai Joe, considering the strength of her Avatar and her encounter with the werewolf and the spirit of the Caern. Samurai Joe conjectured that the sheer power of the manifestation her Avatar, especially considering that it looked like this was the first life her Soul had endured took all the capacity for Spirit Magic she had.


One year passed, then two and Kaitlin learned and developed. She couldn't help with her father's degenerative wound, but she could ease the pain and give him better mobility for a time. Puberty wasn't as kind as she had been hoping though. Finishing Grade 9, though very fit and athletic, she had only grown to 5' tall, and was quite modestly endowed - which admittedly was common among female athletes - but she had at least ensured a clear, clean, acne-free complexion and a year-round, tawny tan.


But she wanted more. There were monsters in the world. She was going to forge herself into a weapon the fight any that tried to threaten her or hers.


Kaitlin had studied, and laid the groundwork to give puberty a boost. That summer, she worked as a volunteer Fire Lookout in Shoshone National Forest, along with each summer since. Both to keep an eye for any violent incursions of Night-Folk along with the regular duties of a Fire Lookout in a National Forest, but for another reason too. In the calm, quiet, and habitual solitude, save for regular visits from Samurai Joe, she began using controlled applications of Life and Prime to alter her Pattern over time.


Using the heavy stock of Quintessence she had absorbed from the Werewolf to enhance the effect, she put puberty into overdrive, and used Mind to help her adjust to the changes. She also used other applications of Life to magnify the effect of her natural and regular Parkour and Martial Arts regimen, cardio and strength training, and to keep her gains balanced and symmetrical, and Mind to strengthen her drive and focus,


That summer, she grew almost an inch a week, and her weight increased by nearly 50%, all lean, dense muscle. And giving in to a bout of vanity - especially after seeing a schoolmate flaunt herself in an overburdened bikini top, she gave herself a boost in the bust department. That almost ended being a 'big' problem. They had grown too large at first, making running and other movement awkward, but before the summer ended, she managed to get them under control. She was still larger than average, especially considering her strong, athletic physique, but they were very firm and perky and suited her frame well.


When she started Grade 10, everyone at school was shocked at the sight of her. Many accused her of taking steroids and getting implants, but she didn't concern herself with that they said. She  knew more than they did. She did concern herself with the interest the boys started showing her though and wasn't a virgin for much longer, though she didn't have a steady boyfriend. Sex was another kind of intense ordeal and athletic pursuit, one where she could now really appreciate the Life and energy that flowed in and between two bodies.


That year, she also learned that some monsters were merely and entirely human, which didn't necessarily make them less dangerous. But she was dangerous too.


After school, she began working as an instructor at Samurai's Joe Jeet Kune Do, which gave her another avenue to funds. Things got a bit easy for her and her father. Many school teams started courting her to enroll or sign up, but they didn't interest Kaitlin much. She found them too structured and limiting. And also, a bit like cheating, if she did join - not she didn't like winning, she did, but she found more value in competing against herself than against others.


There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level - Bruce Lee


By the time Kaitlin was sixteen, she was strapping, shapely young woman just over six feet tall - half a foot taller than she had intended - the tallest girl in town and undeniably the strongest. She began working on other ways of improving herself. Sharpening the acuity of her senses after studying the Patterns of animals, and using Mind so she could interpret the increased input, her hazel eyes turned a vivid amber. She had blinded herself for three days working on that. Studying physiotherapy and kinesiology to help her father, and magickally enhancing muscle memory, she made herself even more graceful and fluid and swift in movement, very uncanny in someone her size. And Life magic let her stress her muscles and bones, to make them grown denser and more resilient, making her much tougher and able to suffer injuries yet still keep going.


That year, Kaitlin also met the second Mage of her life. Anson Ledoux, an old acquaintance of Samurai Joe, though by old, she got a sense it was decades ago, despite him not looking that old. He stayed in town for a week at the Dojo with Samurai Joe, and she even sparred with him some when she was instructing a class. Then he was gone and Kaitlin didn't think about him much since Samurai Joe never mentioned him again.


Kaitlin graduated less than a month ago. She's been looking at getting a position as a ranger in the US Forest Service or the National Park service, so she'd have a greater chance to keep an eye on the wilds around her town to keep them free of dangerous Night Folk, along to complement her love of the outdoors. Still studying physiotherapy on her own, she's also been looking correspondence courses or classes at the Wyoming Catholic College down in Lander, since both federal services want either a graduate degree or a year of applicable experience and she's still fighting with them to consider her service as a Fire Lookout and experience as a hunter.


Avatar: Kaitlin's very powerful avatar takes the appearance of the archetype of a great cat made all of shadow save for its glowing gold eyes and the fog of Primal energy that constantly spills from its jaws. It slinks and stalks between trees or any other obstacles, suggesting or alluding to things to Kaitlin, but it can be blunt and terrible when it really wants to get something across. Often, the last thing seen is its glowing gold eyes, like a much more predatory Cheshire Cat.






There are monsters in the world, myths are real, and few of them care for humanity. And the world doesn't owe you a thing. It's up to you to a reason to life and to defend that reason and make it blossom. Magick is just another tool or skill to fight the monsters and find a meaning to existence.


Kaitlin believes there is a whole world of Magick in the adaptability and supremacy of the human body itself. Athletes, Warriors, Martial Artists, Monks, and others have been able to make it do incredible things, through sheer physical and mental discipline. With enough Will, Focus, and ability with Magick and the ability to see and manipulate the Primal Energy found in all things, a Mage can push 'incredible' onto the next level, into the 'impossible' and beyond.




Paradigm: A World of Gods and Monsters


Practice: Martial Arts, along with some of the physical and mental disciplines of Yoga


Instruments: Blood and other Fluids, Bodywork, Energy, Martial Arts/Movement, Meditation, Ordeals and Exertions, Sex and Sensuality

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Name: Triessa Elrich
Concept: New Age Hippie Mystic
Affiliation: Orphan
Essence: Questing
Demeanor: Activist
Nature: Benefactor
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Exp: 65

Height: 5'8"
Weight: 137
Hair: Dirty blonde
Eyes: Blue

- The Goddess: A mysterious figure who can appear in several possible forms, associated closely with the moon and other feminine symbols, the Goddess is intimately connected to the idea of balance between opposites and transitions. She rarely chooses to act overtly; preferring instead to guide and nudge...never above secretly arranging events to manipulate someone into doing what is best for them. When she is moved to direct action it is almost always protective in nature...or for vengeance.


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Birth Name: Jenna Li

Nickname: Purple Rose

Birthdate: November 1996 (18 years old)

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 125 pounds

Hair: Brown (but mostly dyes it whatever color she feels like at the moment)

Eyes: Brown

Ethnicity: Greek-Chinese mix

Blood Type: AB

Handedness: Left

Identifying Marks: purple rose tattoo around her left wrist (she does this herself and adds on to it every so often), sun tattoo on the back of her neck, tiger/rabbit yin yang symbol on her right hip

Languages: English (native), Greek, Mandarin, French

Legal Status: Citizen of the United States (New Orleans, Louisiana) with a criminal record.

Concept: Artist of All Trades

Nature: Sensualist

Essence: Dynamic

Affiliation: Distinct

Paradigm: A World of Gods And Monsters


  • Chaos Magick
  • Crazy Wisdom
  • Gutter Magick
  • Artwork
  • Dances, Gestures, Postures and Other Movement Practices
  • Drugs and Poisons
  • Energy
  • Languages
  • Music
  • Sex and Sensuality
Avatar: Purple Rose's avatar manifests itself as a large undulating cloud of vibrant colors and sounds.
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