The Coterie

● Name: Maria Daniels. ● Alias: Ragnell; Nel; Rags, and others. ● Sex/Gender: AFAB; cisgendered. (She/her). ● Orientation: Graysexual, panromantic.

● Apparent Age: Twenties to thirties. ● Species: Kindred; vampire. ● Clan: Nosferatu. ● Alignment: True Neutral.

● DoB: February 3rd, 1978.
● DoD: Mid-winter, 2000.
● Sire: Marley Jones (NPC).
● Affiliation: Camarilla, at least nominally. Her true loyalty, though, is to her Clan.
● Generation: 12th.
● Path: Humanity.

● Hair: Patchy, shorn.

● Eyes: Pale, milky blue.

● Complexion: Waxy, scabrous beige.

● Height: 5'8".

● Build: Knobby.

Oh, it ain’t pretty. Her skin is a mass of open sores, prone to peeling away entirely, in some places. Around her collar bone, sternum and joints, it becomes a burnt, brownish-red patchwork of scabby, flaking scales. Bony knobs jut from the back of her neck, and her toes are nearly long enough to pass for fingers. Her face has an uncomfortably crooked look about it; the left corner of her mouth higher and stretching farther back than the right, the nose set askew, broken in the middle. Her hair grows in whitish patches which she often simply shaves.

Note: These stats were created for use in the World of Darkness RPR group, which uses a non-standard character creation and leveling system. For out-of-group stats, see below.

Attributes

● Physical Strength: ◉◉◎◎◎ Dexterity: ◉◉◉◎◎ Stamina: ◉◉◎◎◎

● Social Charisma: ◉◉◉◉◎ Manipulation: ◉◉◉◎◎ Appearance: ◎◎◎◎◎

● Mental Perception: ◉◉◎◎◎ Intelligence: ◉◉◎◎◎ Wits: ◉◉◉◉◎

Abilities

● Talents Alertness: ◉◎◎◎◎ Athletics: ◉◎◎◎◎ Brawl: ◉◉◎◎◎ Dodge: ◎◎◎◎◎ Empathy: ◉◎◎◎◎ Expression: ◎◎◎◎◎ Intimidation: ◉◎◎◎◎ Leadership: ◎◎◎◎◎ Streetwise: ◉◉◉◎◎ Subterfuge: ◉◉◉◎◎

● Skills Animal Ken: ◎◎◎◎◎ Crafts: ◎◎◎◎◎ Drive: ◎◎◎◎◎ Etiquette: ◎◎◎◎◎ Firearms: ◎◎◎◎◎ Melee: ◎◎◎◎◎ Performance: ◉◉◉◉◎ Security: ◉◎◎◎◎ Stealth: ◉◎◎◎◎ Survival: ◎◎◎◎◎

● Knowledges Academics: ◉◎◎◎◎ Computer: ◉◉◉◎◎ Finance: ◎◎◎◎◎ Investigation: ◉◉◎◎◎ Law: ◎◎◎◎◎ Linguistics: ◎◎◎◎◎ Medicine: ◎◎◎◎◎ Occult: ◎◎◎◎◎ Politics: ◎◎◎◎◎ Science: ◎◎◎◎◎

Disciplines

● Nosferatu Animalism: ◉◉◉◎◎

Obfuscate: ◉◉◉◉◉

Potence: ◉◎◎◎◎

Humanity: ◉◉◉◉◉◉◉◎◎◎

Performance Specialties: Dance, burlesque, strip-tease, cam shows.

● Lizard Limbs
“Alright, let me just…Pop! And off it comes. See?”
Ragnell is able to detach her limbs much like a lizard in order to escape sticky situations. If she's able to retrieve the limb, she is often also able to reattach it.

● Don't Kinkshame, Baby
Some people are into Nossies, and Rags is happy to indulge the ones that pay. She recieves a +1 to Charisma and Manipulation when dealing with such folks, and may use those Attributes in place of Appearance.

● Mistaken Identity
Rags has a distinctly uncanny knack for adopting personas. She receives a +1 to Subterfuge when disguised as someone else (fictional or otherwise) through Obfuscate. Some dedicated alternate personas include the blonde ingénue Nelly, the dark-haired dominatrix Tsarina, and the red-headed firecracker Mandy.

● Rugged Bad Looks (Merit)
From the shoulders up, Ragnell can nearly pass for human – if a more than slightly diseased and mangy one. Her facial structure changed very little after her Embrace and while she could at best be described as unsightly, she can at least occasionally show her face in public without inspiring humans to go for their pitchforks.

● One Eye (Flaw)
Ragnell is missing her left eye due to an injury sustained in life. Though she owns a glass eye (which never seems to align properly with and, indeed, does not match her remaining eye), she most often uses her empty socket to carry small, useful items or pocket change. (She cannot raise her Perception or Alertness above 4 without some kind of supernatural intervention.)

● Egregious Skin Condition (Flaw)
Based on the Putrescent flaw found in the Nosferatu Clanbook [pg. 75]. What was dry skin in life has become a scabrous, leprous malady in death. Ragnell's skin is often a mess of peeling lesions, entire sheets of the stuff sloughing off at a moment’s notice. On occasion, a goodly portion of her face will flake away, leaving oozing, pinkish sores (or even bare, twitching muscle). Due to the curious nature of her skin, Ragnell must expend an extra half a blood-point in order to quickly (and cleanly) heal surface injuries (deeper tissues, however, are not affected by this odd condition).

● Major Contacts
Assorted individuals whom Nel may call upon for assistance or information.

Daniel Copper – A local hacker and part-time tech-guru, Daniel has access to a good deal of information, and can get his hands on a wide variety of gadgets and cyber-toys, provided he can be convinced that it is worth his while to do so. Nel communicates with Daniel solely via telephone, though she has monitored his actions on-line and observed his day-to-day activities in secret from time to time. (Shared with Lou).

“Jezebel” (a.k.a. Miriam Cook) – A stone-faced, stiff-backed postal worker who can, for the right fee, tamper with certain documents en route. Her services, however, do not come cheap, and she most often has to be convinced with more than cold, hard cash. Of Nel's various contacts, she is one of the few to have met her face to face.

● Herd
Medea’s “herd” is fractured; split into two groups which have no allegiance to – or knowledge of – one another.

The Freaks – A group of five self-doubting social misfits ranging from sixteen to twenty-two in age, each of whom made contact with Ragnell via the internet, whereby she recognized their individual desires to belong or to be accepted. Thus, she founded this small group, which meets from time to time in the parking lot behind a derelict 24-hour mart. These young people believe that the bogus blood-rituals they are lead through on a nightly basis are merely a way to pass the time and, most importantly, assert and reconfirm their solidarity as rebels and self-styled freaks.

The Face Girls – There isn't much to say about these two, save that they caught Ragnell’s eye and have, through covert manipulation and judicious use of Obfuscate (and some mind-altering drugs), become her “entourage” of sorts for those situations in which she must appear in public. The both of them are deluded into thinking of her as a dear but unfortunate friend, and will waste no time in displaying the depth of their altruism by rigorously defending her precocious “skin condition”.

Lots of places to hide on the fringes of the Rack. Nel’s found herself a nice little nest in the blighted heart of the industrial jungle, in the cellars of a sagging, concrete mess (reckon it might’ve been a factory, once). There’s even a scummy, yards-deep pool of runoff water to duck into, should anyone come sniffing around.