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[Scion] Sapphire Rose


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Player Name: Asarasa
Birth Name: Phaedra Magnus-Thorne
Nick Names:
Aliases: Sapphire Rose
Calling: Inspiring Dancer
Known Relatives: Reider Magnus (Cousin)
Nature: Caregiver


Age: 22 (DOB 02/14/1987)
Gender: Female
Ethnic Background: A hodgepodge of Mediterranean, Scandanavian, and Slavic
Nationality: American
Height: 5' 7''
Weight: 129 lbs
Eye Color: Vibrant, sapphire blue
Hair Color: Deep blue
Handedness: Left
Distinguishing Marks: Tattoo of a rose and stem, top of which begins high between her shoulder blades, and runs most of the length of her back. Despite the picture, rose is blue, stem is black. (Photoshop skills are non-existent))
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Appearance: Sapphire is a devastatingly beautiful woman with a figure similar to Jessica Rabbit's and pale, flawless skin. Her incredible, shapely legs are deceptively strong from many years of dance, her wasp-waist is tight and firm, and her full, gravity-defying breasts just miss being too large for her slender frame. She possesses a glamourous, intensely sensual presence, while still managing to be approachable and down to earth. Her movements are remarkably graceful and enticing, not impeded in the least by the high heeled footwear she prefers. She wears just about anything, from torn jeans and cut-offs, to business suits, to the briefest of little black dresses, and everything in between, though it all seems to show off her fantastic figure.

Personality: Sapphire is vibrant and gregarious, and full of inexhaustible energy. Her phenomenal presence tends to dominate social scenes, but her friendliness includes everyone. The warm, understanding look in her eyes tells anyone who sees them that she is a perfect confidant, which she takes seriously. Though a lesbian, she flirts and teases men in a frivolous way, which most men are willing to accept as the most they are going to get. She loves broadly and deeply, giving all of herself to every woman she is with. She is in no way ashamed of her career or sexuality.

After hearing about what's 'really going on', she has decided to look to the mortals, and inspire them as she can. She hopes that her excellence can inspire them to excellence too. The days ahead will be dark; they should have something to light the way. Buried deep down, she's ashamed she's not the warrior both her mothers wanted, or that the amazons who have sworn themselves to her deserve.

Interests: Sapphire's greatest love is dancing; it lets her express herself as no other medium can. She loves the visceral thrill of stripping, the connection to the people, that flows both ways. It can be intimate and sensual without being dirty or wanton, it can let you know someone, see their hurts, and sometimes ease them. She enjoys other forms of dance as well, particularly ones with partners. Her dancing has become renown enough that people, men and women, regularly go the clubs she's dancing in just to see her dance, not strip, but actually dance.

Sapphire attends a few classes at the Boston Conservatory working towards a Fine Arts Degree in Dance, but is not too serious about it. She's planning on taking a few classes on accounting when the new semester starts at BU. She helps out at a few local homeless shelters, soup kitchens, and women's shelters, offering financial support, simple help, an open ear, and a shoulder to cry on.

And now she has a new club that she has opened, Venus. Girls dance downstairs, guys upstairs, and have to be willing to dance for either gender. The decor is elegant, classy, and warm, with plenty of nooks, booths, and private rooms for those who want privacy. The food is surprisingly good too, due to sharing a kitchen with the adjacent, high-end bar and grill, and an extensive menu.

History: Golden Aphrodite considered her children, and found herself wanting. The Titanwar raged, and yet her scions were rarely acknowledged for the role they played. It seemed only those who faced the titanspawn directly received accolades, even if they were inspired by her own scions. She sniffed in irritation. Once she had been worshipped as Ishtar, goddess of lusts, the fury of war and desire of love. Artemis in particular was being a bitch about the lack of direct involvement by her scions. She needed warriors, specifically those who exemplified both female and warrior ideals. She needed an amazon of love. With Peitho, her herald and boon companion, in tow, she went to breed a better child.

The best prospect she found was in a tribe of amazons living in Massachusetts. They worshipped her in her guise as Ishtar, and didn't seem to have the total hatred of all men that most amazons did. Their leader, Cassandra Thorne, was most impressive, if more old school than most of her followers. Men were tools in her eyes, just like her wealthy husband Chad Magnus. As all amazons bred daughters, hopefully Cassandra would be able to instil in their daughter a warrior's spirit and her own nature a lover's heart. Aphrodite sent Peitho to distract Chad Magnus, as she changed her form into the wealthy businessman, and seduced his formidable wife. Tiresias was right, women do receive the most pleasure, Aphrodite thought, leaving the satiated warrior woman's bed. Her lips twisted wryly as she once again resumed her ineffable beauty; she had never seen a woman so furious at experiencing so much pleasure.

Cassandra raged at her condition, and her husband bore the marks in silence. Four years later, several months after the pre-nuptial clause that prevented Cassandra from inheriting all her husband's assets in the event of his death passed, Chad Magnus died in a car crash. Despite his brother Jared's misgivings, it was ruled an accident. To allay any further suspicion, she let her daughter Phaedra spend as much time as possible with Jared, Caroline, and her younger cousin Reider, and the two grew close.

Despite not wanting a daughter, Cassandra did her duty, and trained her in the combat arts. Or tried to train her. Phaedra learned martial arts very well, but that had more to do with learning balance and movement than fighting; she had very little interest in learning to fight and kill, she'd rather dance and talk, and when she got older, tumble the younger amazons into bed. Her heart was soft, corporal punishment made her pout, and nothing else worked. By her sixteenth birthday, Cassandra had given up on expecting anything more out of Phaedra than her being a soft-skinned whore. Phaedra couldn't have been happier.

Left to her own devices, Phaedra danced and partied and generally had a good time. An attempt to dye her dark hair blonde left it a dark blue, but she liked it and kept it ever since. She was nicknamed Sapphire, and it stuck. She had also 'developed' enough that many ballet and musical directors began passing on her, finding that her figure would distract from the total performance. She bandied around the idea of exotic dancing, and the look on the faces of her friends as she demonstrated confirmed that this was something she could do. The thrill running through her confirmed that is was something she wanted to do.

On her eighteenth birthday, she took to the stage as Sapphire Rose, and never looked back. At first, the perverts and the grabby clients bothered her, but she learned to get over that. A few men got angry when they found out she was a lesbian, but more actually seemed relieved. This way, they could have their fantasy without worrying about cheating on their significant others. A surprising many just wanted to talk to someone, to release their fear and concerns without judgement, and Sapphire was willing to oblige, deriving a great sense of satisfaction from helping someone.

Before her nineteenth birthday, Sapphire got the Visit. She was finishing her last set of the night, when she felt her eyes pulled to a far booth by a beautiful, beckoning finger. There, she saw the two most gorgeous women she had ever seen. They asked if they could go to a private room and she complied. In private, the two women grew even lovelier and informed her who they were--Aphrodite and her handmaiden Peitho--and who she was: the daughter of an amazon (which she could see, she guessed) and of Aphrodite (which she couldn't).

Aphrodite's tone of voice and the look in her eye made everything she said resonate in Sapphire's mind. She was told about the gods and the titans and their war. She also found out that Aphrodite was looking for a warrior, and was disappointed in the way that Sapphire had turned out, and Sapphire got to feel like shit for letting down two mothers. Though disappointed that she didn't get the warrior she wanted, Venus was still a goddess of love and wouldn't deny her connection to any of her children. With a hand spreading an encompassing warmth, Venus laid her mark on Sapphire; a rose tattoo appeared on her back, the thorny stem black, the petals a vivid blue. As Venus left, claiming she had more important matters to see to, she told Peitho to give Sapphire something for her trouble. Peitho, seeming for more sympathetic to Sapphire's plight, gave her her own necklace from around her neck, and promised to work on Venus on her behalf. With a deep-tongued kiss, Peitho left too, and again Sapphire was left to her own devices.

So she did what she could. She danced better than ever, and people were even more impressed and inspired by it. Once, she stopped a group of armed thieves from robbing the club purely by her incredible performance and compelling presence. Another time, she managed to motivate all the patrons in the club to help the man across the street when his shop caught fire, and they felt good about it. There were a few other incidents in the same vein for, but things changed when she got a call from Serena Nicolo, her mother's second in the amazon tribe.

She immediately drove to her mother's house at Crystal Lake. When she got there, she saw everything in disarray. Going to the basement, she saw only about thirteen members of the tribe there, all injured, and looking lost. Her jaw dropped at finding out what happened. Apparently. a rogue scion had found a mystical ceramic sculpture of the Minotaur that held a link to the Labyrinth. They had found out about it, and tried to apprehend him. In the ensuing conflict, the statue broke, releasing three minotaurs, which proceeded to decimate the tribe, and trample around Crystal Lake.

During the battle, the amazons managed to drop two of the beasts, but the rogue scion got away. Cassandra told the rest to run, she would hold off the last as long as she could. To their shame, after seeing what the minotaurs had done to their sisters and mothers, whether dead or alive, they fled.

Sapphire felt a pang of shame for not being the warrior that Cassandra and Venus wanted, and then felt a burning of rage. She turned to the downtrodden battlemaidens and extolled them to do better and she would to. Cassandra was still her mother and she was out there by herself. Also, they had to make sure that the beast was put down, to prevent any other casualties to the unsuspecting people. Then the bodies of both beast and amazon would have to be taken care of.

The amazons, their spirits rising once more, rearmed themselves, several with powerful rifles, and Sapphire and they went hunting the last minotaur. They found the place where most of the battle had taken place, and began tracking from there. They didn't have enough respect for the cunning beast and it surprised them, it's opening charge finishing two of the amazons before they had time to react. A few shots seemed to enrage the beast. Another savage blow knocked down another amazon, broke or dead, and then Sapphire was facing the beast alone, the other amazons pulling back at the savagery.

Fear pounding in her breast, Sapphire danced as she had never danced before, her intimate beauty grace quelling the monstrosity of the minotaur, if only for an instant. Already the rage in its eyes was rising again. Before the beast could shake off it passivity, the remaining amazons fired, Sapphire's bravery buying them time to regroup once again. The shots on the docile beast were true and it fell.


Sapphire and the remaining amazons gathered the bodies of the minotaurs and managed to hide their traces. Unfortunately, they had to leave the bodies of their sisters and mothers where they lay, so the police could find them. Sapphire knelt by the body of her mother and cried. The last amazons of the tribe, seeing their fallen leader and their leader's daughter, swore their loyalty to the blue-haired dancer, her ability to act despite her fear and to quell their own impressing them.

And from the shadows, two preternaturally attractive women watched on, one with a delighted grin, the other with a sad, sympathetic smile.
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Sapphire managed to convince the police that a pair of savage bears had done this. They looked sceptical, but the wounds on the bodies were similar, and they were willing to believe the sorrowful, astonishingly beautiful dancer.

After inheriting all her mother's wealth, she decided to open her own club, Venus. Oddly enough, though some of her new followers seemed annoyed by this, most didn't mind in the least; in there mind, it just proved that men were stupid.

Several months after she had opened Venus, her younger cousin Reider had been involved in an incident up in Canada. The media interest was trying on his family, so they ask if Reider could stay with her for a while, to which she was all too willing to agree.

It is now a couple months later, and her epic continues.


Pantheon: Dodekatheon
Patron: Aphrodite
Virtues: Expression 4, Intellect 1, Valor 3, Vengeance 1


Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 4, Stamina 3
Epic-Physical: Epic-Dex 2, Epic-Sta 2
Knacks: Cat's Grace (Hero, p127), Perfect Partner (God, p63), Holy Fortitude (Hero, p129), Divine Fortitude (Demigod, p58, No Sleep)

Mental: Perception 2,Intelligence 2,Wits 3
Epic-Mental:
Knacks:

Social: Charisma 4, Manipulation 2, Appearance 5
Epic-Social: Epic-Cha 2, Epic-Man 1, Epic-App 2
Knacks: Charmer (Hero, p130), Inspirational Figure (Hero, p130), Takes One to Know One (Hero, p132), Compelling Presence (Demigod, p62), Serpent's Gaze (Hero, p133)

Abilities: Academics 1, Animal Ken, Art-Dance 5, Art-Music 1, Athletics 3, Awareness 1, Brawl 3, Command 1, Control-Car 1, Craft, Empathy 5, Fortitude 3, Integrity 3, Investigation, Larceny, Marksmanship 1, Medicine, Melee 1, Occult 1, Politics 1, Presence 5, Science, Stealth 1, Survival, Thrown

Birthrights:
Followers (10 Amazon Bodyguards) 4
Relic (Tongue of Peitho-a series of three, interlocking, close-fitting platinum chains; adds Scion's Legend to all Presence rolls) 2 [Companion, p151)

Boons:
Arete (Art-Dance) 1
Arete (Presence) 1

Join Battle 4
Attacks:
Unarmed, Heavy - Acc 6[2], Dmg 6B, Parry 5, Spd 5
Unarmed, Light - Acc 8[2], Dmg 3B, Parry 6, Spd 4
Boots, - Acc 8[2], Dmg 5B, Parry 6, Spd 4

(Rarely Carried-Mother's weapons)
Peacemaker - Acc 7[2], Dmg 5L, Rng 20, Clip 6, Spd 4
Xiphos - Acc 6[2], Dmg 6L, Parry 5, Spd 4

Soak
Stamina: 3B/2L/0A
Epic-Stamina: 2B/2L/2A
Armor: None
Total: 5B/4L/2A

Health Levels: 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, -2, Incapacitated

Dodge DV: 7

Willpower: 7
Legend: 3
Legend Points: 9

Misc. Equipment: Steel-capped, Steel-spike heeled boots (Counts as Brass Knuckles, Comp, p132), Fancy Smartphone, Ford Shelby GT500KR, rarely a gun and/or xiphos, can get a bulletproof vest (+2B/+2L,B) if need

Properties: Large, secluded house on Crystal Lake (136 Lake Ave.); Venus, classy strip club and adjacent bar & grill (corner of Boylston and Ipswich)

BP Log (15/15)
Legend +1 (7bp)
Presence +2 (2bp)
Art-Dance +2 (2bp)
Art-Music +1 (1bp)
Empathy +2 (2bp)
Relic +1 (1bp)

Experience
Code:
Event         (EXP change / current EXP / Total EXP earned)
Q2
-June                      +9  /  9  /  9
Q3
A Night at the V           +1  /  10 /  10
Epic-Stamina 2             -5  /  5  /  10
Two Girls, A Guy...        +1  /  6  /  11
-July                      +9  /  15 /  20
-August                    +9  /  24 /  29

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The Tribe of Ishtar (Sapphire's Amazons)

Description: The Amazons are all of Mediterranean and Anglo-Saxon ancestry, six feet and over in height, and very gorgeous, with curvaceous and muscular figures. Most are in their mid-twenties to mid-thirties, though a few are over forty.

They call their leader Tyrant (which for them doesn't have the negative connotations it does now), much to Sapphire's chagrin, and are fiercely loyal. Though the Tribe of Ishtar doesn't hate men as much as most amazons, and are perfectly willing to have a fun night or two with one, they would never consider a long-term relationship with a man. Men are for fucking and breeding; women are for real relationships.

Typically, three Amazons work at the club, and two try to stay close to Sapphire. Of the others off duty, one or two of the amazons may be dancing at the club. This all changes if Sapphire, or especially the Amazons, think trouble is near by.

Names: Illie (age 24, 6'4'', strawberry-blonde/blue eyes, the youngest of the amazons, dances); Helena Nicolo (age 42, 6'2'', black hair and eyes, relatively slender, severe, typically leads the amazons); Thrace (dances); Christine; Stacy and Tracy (age 30, 6'5'', big and blond, twins)

Attributes Strength 5, Dexterity 5, Stamina 5, Charisms 3, Manipulation 2, Appearance 5, Perception 3, Intelligent 3, Wits 4

Abilities Academics 2, Athletics 4, Awareness 3, Brawl 4, Command 3, Control-Car 3, Fortitude 3, Integrity 3, Investigation 1, Larceny 1, Marksmanship 4, Medicine 2, Melee 4, Presence 2, Stealth 3, Thrown 1

NOTE: Dancing Amazons have: Academics 1, Art-Dance 3, Command 2, Medicine 1, all others the same

Join Battle: 7

Attacks

Clinch: Acc 9, Dmg 6B, Parry DV -, Speed 6

Unarmed, Heavy: Acc 8, Dmg 9B, Parry DV 3, Speed 5

Unarmed, Light: Acc 10, Dmg 6B, Parry DV 5, Speed 4

Old School Weapons

Knife (Hadseax): Acc 10, Dmg 8L, Parry DV 4, Speed 4

Xiphos: Acc 10, Dmg 9L, Parry DV 5, Speed 4

Shortbow (Hankyu): Acc 10, Dmg 8L, Range 30, Speed 5

Gunbunnies (The Amazons use the guns they prefer; All have Class A LTC permits)

Glock: Acc 10, Dmg 4L, Range 20, Clip 15, Speed 4 (P)

Desert Eagle: Acc 9, Dmg 6L, Range 50, Clip 7, Speed 5 (P)

Peacemaker: Acc 11, Dmg 5L, Range 20, Clip 6, Speed 5 (P)

Mossberg: Acc 9, Dmg 7L, Range 20, Clip 8, Speed 5 (P)

Remington: Acc 12, Dmg 8L, Range 200, Clip 4, Speed 6 (P)

At Venus, the Amazons are typically armed with a concealed handgun and a knife, and no bulletproof vest

Soak: 0L/5B or 2L/7B with Bulletproof Vests

Dodge DV: 4

Willpower: 6

Health Levels: -0/-1/-1/-2/-2/-4/Incap

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