Weapon Focus (R:2) Runed telescoping staff [R 2, (STR/2 + 2)P ]
(a ghostly spearhead appears when activated)

Colt America L36 [4P, SA, - RC, 11©]
+Int: Smartgun System, Integral
+Bul: 50 Normal Rounds

Lined Coat [6/4]

Sony Emperor + Vector Xim
+FTL Matrixware Net Wizard Program Suite
+R:3 Firewall
+Trodes

Fake SIN (R:3)

Glasses (R:1)
+Low Light
+Image Link
+Flare Compensation
+Smartlink

Earbuds (R:1)

Sustaining Focus (R:3) Silver ring
Spirit Binding Materials (R:4) x2

Permanent Middle Lifestyle – North Bellevue

Stillwater Circle [L:2 C:2 G:7] They were instrumental in bringing my family and I across to America to help them after they faced a destructive attack from outside forces. I assisted them in laying down protections for the future and now keep an eye out for potential recruits and occasionally step in when my talents are required for some shadow work. They are a multi disciplinary magical group intent on furthering the transhumanist agenda of the Stillwater Community.

Ember is a tall, gaunt individual with light hair and grey, stark eyes. He has the fiery personality associated with his mentor spirit, the Bright One, but also a surprisingly gentle streak that usually manifests itself with his family.
Character Sketch

My name is Daniel and I stand on the brink of many worlds without really being a part of any of them. I was born to the re-emerged Penthièvre family and can trace my lineage back, through the French Revolution, almost eight hundred years. The magic in my veins, however, dates back to an even earlier age.

I grew up flitting between our estates near Quimper and Nantes with frequent trips to Paris and my family would like it if I was more grateful for the expense lavished on me. The fact that I was more interested in being with my Breton friends and once it happened, exploring my magic and its connection to the land, didn’t interest them in the slightest, particularly when I made it abundantly clear that I would not be manipulated for their political gains and the Game of Houses.

I will freely admit that I was a brat as a child and a prime product of the nobility. My gradual awakening, the voice of the Bright One in my dreams and contact with the more normal people of Brittany thankfully provided me insights that changed my potential path irrevocably. I rejected the lures of noble life for a wilder and ultimately freer existence in the Breton heartland.

My family refused to give up their hold on me entirely however; as a magic user I represented a valuable pawn in their games. Partly in rebellion but mainly because of my huge and unlooked for love, I committed the cardinal sin at eighteen of falling for an Irish witch. Despite the fact that she was an elf and also wielded considerable magical talent my family were disgusted by this pollution of their precious bloodline.

I have learnt since that this outrage was another pretence designed to throw their rivals off some scent and I know they still have their claws in me but I have done my best to limit their influence on my life and that of my family.

I was sent to study in Paris at the new magical programme at the Sorbonne but my heart was already set on Charlotte and our future together. I learnt what I could but always with the knowledge that their teachings were biased towards hermetic studies and could not encompass the magnitude of contact with the Old Ways.

I married Charlotte in fifty four at the end of my course and once she had completed her doctorate studies in Dublin. I am continuously amazed that I was lucky enough to snare her attentions and then lure her away from the Tir to a simple life in Brittany. A year later our first son, Gael, was born and he was followed in fifty eight by our first daughter Ariana and in twenty sixty one by Gisèle. Finally in sixty five we were blessed with a second son Kei. To one degree or another we all have connections to the spirit world and the old blood runs strong through us all.

My first proper contact with the shadows came in fifty seven through a friend of Charlotte. Although I perhaps hadn’t consciously recognised it, I think I knew that Charlotte was involved in more things than simple magic that my family wouldn’t have approved of. Then again political games and shadowy manoeuvrings are second nature to them but this was the kind of thing that upset the status quo. I ended up helping an eco cell get through the Mist and assisted them in avoiding corporate forces. Since then I’ve peripherally been involved in several shadow ops where my skills with spirits were required. How my family found out I don’t know, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, but I also ended up working occasionally in their interests, sometimes confrontation needs to be avoided for the sake of my family. We live comfortably off their money and there is no real need for me to work the shadows for a living so I am usually able to pick and choose what I get involved with.

Eighteen months ago Charlotte was contacted about work in Seattle and we jumped at the chance to be a little bit further out of my family’s reach. The Stillwater community were recovering from a devastating attack and they were gathering various experts from around the world to help them rebuild and protect themselves from future aggression. It was my dealings with the Mist that interested them and so they paid for us all to fly over and arranged a temporary job on the Thaumaturgy course at Seattle U as a cover.

That job has since become permanent and I enjoy the new challenge of imparting knowledge to new students, even if I’ve been accused of being unforgiving of mistakes and of imparting knowledge in a haphazard manner. I have also been able to recruit some of the more likely candidates to assist the Stillwater Circle who have aided me so much in my magical studies.

Charlotte meanwhile has set herself up as a fixer of repute under the handle Argent and I have taken Ember as my moniker, being a small spark in the face of the Bright One. The children have settled in well to the schools that we found for them and are improving their English at a far faster rate than I. Whilst I wouldn’t call myself a professional shadowrunner I continue to dabble in that world alongside the safer world of academia.


Key NPCs

Charlotte Penthièvre (Argent) [Elven Witch, Celtic Tradition, Epona] – My wife for the last eighteen years, we are as much in love as when we first met at a social event arranged by my parents. Let me tell you, they were not happy that we are together now and it has strained my already precarious relationship with them and the family at large almost to breaking point.
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Gael Penthièvre [Elven Celtic Druidic Apprentice] – My firstborn and the wildest of the family, we are not sure if he has been chosen yet, although he displays all the tendancies of Kournous. His affinity for the spirits is almost as strong as my own and it will not be too much longer before we need to take him home to finish his training among a real circle.

Aylwen Penthièvre [Human child] – I seem to be blessed or cursed with a wild family and Ariana is no different. She is on the cusp of adulthood and although one should not have favourites I suppose the fact that she was born human has forged a bond between us that is different from the others.

Gisèle Penthièvre [Elven child] – My dark one, we suspect she listens to the voice of Morrigan

Kei Penthièvre [Elven child] – The youngest of my large brood we did not expect with Charlotte’s elven heritage that another would be born. He has not yet manifested any talent but I strongly suspect that it is lurking and will probably materialise at the time when it will cause the most difficulties.

Arnaud Penthièvre [Human Noble] – My father and scion of the great Penthièvre house. He is a manipulative bastard with all the morels of a devil rat. Of course very few get to see beyond his charming, gracious countenance and those that do often don’t regret it for very long.

Simon Finney [Dwarven Snake Shaman] – Head of the Stillwater Circle, he has become a friend in the last eighteen months and his wisdom and compassion have been a solid guide in the otherwise murky world that we have found here in Seattle.

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Hi, my name is Jenna, although Scratch renamed me Summer and that’s the name I go by most of the time now. At first maintaining a street handle seemed odd to me but I’ve seen the sense of keeping low and off the radar, particularly as Renraku would like nothing more than to stick me back in their corporate box. I grew up in a corp programme trying to breed Otaku from the people retrieved from the SCIRE. Both my Mum and Dad where brought out in some of the earlier infiltrations by Red Samurai units. For me, learning about my gifts has been more of a curse than a blessing although the scientists were rubbing their hands in glee as I was one of only three successes out of sixty or so guinea pig children. They found out about them when I was five, shortly after the second matrix crash, and I certainly didn’t know what was going on at the time. I just knew that I could suddenly see things that everyone else seemed to be oblivious too. Whilst being a corp labrat sounds pretty hideous I don’t think I was aware that anything was strange about it until I was able to breeze past the system firewalls and begin to find out more about the real world. I guess it was about then that the Archivist first contacted me…it’s an experience I can’t really describe but since then things haven’t been the same. I see the threads of data spinning around me, and even when I’m not consciously looking for them I still see glimpses of the future in that ever changing web of information.

With the help of the other two emergent Technomancers on the programme I was able to escape the unit last year and jump on a train from Calfree up to Seattle and disappear in to the shadows. This was probably more dangerous than I really knew, and a naive little girl wandering lost around the transport hubs of Seattle was asking for trouble. Thankfully another weird event caught up with me and I was picked up by the Old Man and taken to Loveland. I don’t really know what his motivations were but my gift seemed to tell me that it was safe to go with him and with hindsight I am eternally grateful for his rescue. He took me to Scratch and she took me under her wing and taught me the rudiments of living off my wits on the streets. Life hasn’t been easy with them but I am alive, which is probably more than I should have expected, even with my gift prompting me along paths that will hopefully see me safe.

The last eighteen months has been a mad whirlwind of events and I’ve been clinging on by my fingernails. I had a vision that lead me to a runner called Whisp and I had to persuade her to take me to some suit, who indecently calls himself the Suit, and push him along a path that kept him alive. It meant leaving Scratch behind, something I’m not sure she understands or has forgiven me for, but I felt compelled to follow this through. I think it has something to do with his stance on Technomancers and our rights and there seems to be some agenda to my visions that I haven’t yet seen but for now I’m just following them like a leaf on the wind. I’m not sure how Aria is mixed up in all this but she contacted me recently through Whisp and has been introducing me to the shadows from a runner’s perspective. Everyone seems to have expectations of me and I’m sure I’m far too young to be a runner, but sometimes I simply can’t deny where my visions push me.