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* Reclaim at least some degree of the comforts she is accustomed too. | * Reclaim at least some degree of the comforts she is accustomed too. | ||
* Repay the Ancients for everything they have done. | * Repay the Ancients for everything they have done. | ||
* | * Protect Terislar from outside threats. | ||
* Frag-up the Cutters, the Halloweeners, and anyone and everyone who tries to take what the Ancient's claim as theirs. | |||
Revision as of 19:43, 10 April 2021
Ancient's Face | |
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Disgraced Tir Noble | |
Combat Biker | |
Wheelwoman | |
Discord | Mursey |
Mursey40k | |
Metatype | Elf |
Street Cred | 0 |
Notoriety | 1 |
Public Awareness | 0 |
CDP | 14 |
D.O.B. | 03/04/2050 |
Age | 35 |
Folder | Duchess |
Priority | Metatype - C Attributes - D Magic/Resonance - E Skills - B Resources - A |
Character Information
Summary
Duchess is a face who's comfortable dealing with the lowest of the low and the highest of the high. She's learned to handle herself well enough in a fire-fight to stand shoulder to shoulder with the razors. She's a biker at heart, but she'll take the wheel of any team vehicle in a run and make damn sure the getaway is a clean one.
A disgraced Tir noble with a Criminal SIN, Duchess survived the rigours of prison life by the simple expedient of accepting the protection of the Ancients. Recently released from prison in the Tir, she burnt the last Platinum Cred-stick she'll ever own preparing for her new life in the Shadows.
Goals
- Survive.
- Reclaim at least some degree of the comforts she is accustomed too.
- Repay the Ancients for everything they have done.
- Protect Terislar from outside threats.
- Frag-up the Cutters, the Halloweeners, and anyone and everyone who tries to take what the Ancient's claim as theirs.
Background
Duchess wasn't born into the life of a Ganger. Far from it. She's the third daughter, and sixth child, of a human-elf partnership that has survived the pressure cooker and treacheries of Tir Society for nearly fifty years. A child of privilege, she had everything and anything she wanted. But it still wasn't enough. She cut school at her private, 100k a year educational facility and spent her time shopping, stealing, and riding bikes. She found herself involved in the illegal street racing circuit long before she could even legally drive.
And it wasn't long after she -could- legally drive that she killed three people on her bike and lost her freedom and her arms in the process. Prison, even a Tir prison, was not a good place for a young, rich elf to find herself. She pleaded with her parents to get her out, but aside from paying for her new limbs, her biological family wanted nothing else to do with her. She was on her own.
Or would have been, had not the Laesa and the Ancients intervened. On her very. First. Day. Duchess knows she'd never have survived the first day of her incarceration, let alone the first week, were it not for the protection, guidance and instruction provided by the gangs and the gangers she fell in with. She got the on her left cheek that first day too, cut by a broken commlink screen that left iridescent particles embedded in her cheek. But she survived. Adjusting to gang life -especially gang-life in prison- wasn't easy. It certainly wasn't the life she'd have chosen, but it was the life she needed to survive. Everything she learned about violence, and self-defence, and protecting herself and others she learned behind bars in the darkest decade of her life. But she learned what she needed too. And she never forgot who had her back.
After ten years, she got out. She collected her bike and her ware at the prison gate; and removed last Platinum cred-stick she would most likely ever own from her safe deposit box. She knew a quarter million would never be enough to live on in the style she was accustomed, and knew she'd never be able to escape the gang life she'd embraced to save her life. Wisely, she burned through the money quickly. Spending it before anyone in the gang though to demand she hand over a cut. She had her old ware re-installed and upgraded her arms from the pieces of crap they'd given her in prison to the pieces of art she wears now. That wasn't all she bough with the cash she had left. She paid off an Ancients hacker for a new SIN and a new life, and made arrangements to cross the border into Seattle. She's neither the brightest, nor the smartest face in the Seattle ancients, and far from the most respected. But that said, she's certainly one of the most socially versatile, able to move in circles few other Ancients would ever dream of. She's one of the few foot solders the ancients have who are comfortable moving in all layers of society, from squatters and criminals to the new, nobility of the mega-corps and the old nobility of the landed classes.
She's been in Seattle a month. Just settling in, and getting to know the members of her squad. Soon, it'll be time for her to earn her keep.
Narrative Significant Qualities
Positive
First Impression, Good Looking and Knows It: No matter what the social situation, no matter what she's wearing, Duchess' smile and striking good looks make a great impression of those whom she meets. She has a way of glancing down at her feet while brushing her hair back behind her left ear that has been know to produce audible gasps from those who witness it. People seem to forget just how much they value social propriety and proper appearances when Duchess walks into the room.
Too Pretty to Hit: It's sometimes hard to believe someone with such an enchantingly beuatiful smile can ever be a threat. That moment of hesitation is all Duchess needs to put some cover -and some speeding bullets- between herself and a potential enemy.
Negative
Criminal SIN: Ygraine Damas is a registered criminal in the Tir, with recorded convictions for speeding, dangerous driving, reckless endangerment, driving without a license, petty theft and three counts of vehicular manslaughter.
Allergy, Uncommon, Severe: Duchess is very, very allergic to nuts. Something she keeps secret from everyone around her.
Run History
Name | GM | Metaplot | Threat | Date of Run |
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Cut to the Chase | Sarcarian | High | 28 August 2082 | |
Ain't Afraid Of No Ghost | Asmodeus | High | 14 May 2082 | |
Throwing Shade | Sarcarian | Medium | 12 May 2082 | |
Hell or High Water | Asmodeus | High | 4 May 2082 | |
Patched In | Aurora | 27 April 2082 | ||
The Most Urban Brawl 2: The Metagame | OrionsRequiem | Cross Flight Love Fight | High | 21 April 2082 |
Look how they massacred my boy! | Asmodeus | Hail to the Pumpking | Medium | 17 April 2082 |
Affiliations
Contacts
Contact | Connection | Loyalty | Archetype | Profession | Aspects | Chips |
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Edmond Beaulieu | 4 | 2 | Gear | Boutique Owner | Boutique Owner, Clothing Design, It'll Keep You Safe, It'll Look Good, Too!, Yeah, I can add that on for you. | Even |
Ether | 5 | 2 | Fixer | Fixer | Smuggler, Armorer, Vehicles, Elven Blood, Ganger Network, Seattle Underworld | Even |
Freya | 5 | 2 | Custom(G,A,K,N) | Hacker Extraordinaire | Master SIN Maker, Burner ID, FAKE is my Middle Name!, My Search Function is Powered by Nuyen, Hacking is my other middle name, I eat Hosts for lunch. | Even |
Nina Gniewek | 6 | 1 | Gear | Ancients Lieutenant/Smuggler | Coyote Wild, Bring the Squad, Always labelled Machine Parts, Drug Runner, New and Used Bikes, Boats and Submersibles, Cyberware | Even |
Organizations
Contact | Position | Connection | Faction Rep | Archetype | Health | Location |
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Ancients | Member | 3 | 8 | Gang | Maintaining | North America & Western Europe |
Allies
Enemies
In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Duchess favours metallic leather Biker armour and rides a black Mirage with neon purple and neon green highlights. Except, when she's on a run. In which case her bike looks anything but it's regular appearance.
Astral Perception Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | 1 Hit: Fit and well, Emotional State, Mundane. 2 Hits: Two cyberarms, Datajack. |
3 | 3 Hits: No alphaware or betaware. Sense if Essence and Magic is higher or lower than your own. 4 Hits: Magic 0, Essence 2.05. Synapses, brain and sweat glands modified by bioware. |
6 | No genetech present. |
Matrix Search Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | It's an ancient title for European nobility. Who cares? |
3 | Duchess is the handle of a Tir noble who disappeared from the street racing scene a decade ago. She was arrested after wiping out three bystanders during a race. |
6 | Her parents had plenty of other kids to carry on the family name. Maybe that's why they'd had enough and let her hang for it. She's still getting used to seeing the sun without bars in the way, if you take my meaning, omae. |
Shadow Community Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | Duchess? What the frag? Is that what you called your cat, chummer? |
3 | Duchess? She's that out-of-towner running with the Ancients. She's a looker too, a real head-turner. Hard to keep your eyes on her face, if you follow me, omae, but her voice does a fine job of keeping your attention focused when she speaks. |
5 | Duchess? She's just got out of the penitentiary out in Tir. Ancients smuggled her into Seattle for a new start. She used to be one of the high-and-mighty, if you can believe that? Fell on hard times. Doesn't seem to stick her nose up at the thought of being in the dirt with the rest of us, though. |
SINs
|CRIMINAL SIN: Ygraine Dumas (Tir Tairngire). |FAKE SIN: Nimue Gower (UCAS Rating:4) R4 Licenses: Concealed Carry, Driving, Firearms, Restricted Augmentations.
Appearance
A tall, ridiculously attractive female elf with short, crudely cropped blonde hair and a penchant for wearing armoured biker outfits even to the most inappropriate of locations. Duchess has a long, almost iridescent scar down her left cheek which does absolutely nothing to detract from her beauty and, if anything, only serves to draw the eye to her appearance all the more.
Clothing
She favours a plate-grey armoured biker outfit, emblazoned with a neon green and black "Ancients" patch upon the back, and often openly carries a machine pistol slung over one shoulder.
Matrix Persona
Duchess' matrix personality is an armoured, elven knight in Milanese Plate Armour. The weapons on her person are represented variously by hand crossbows, repeating crossbows and various blades and polearms A fluttering pennant in Ancient's colours hangs from her lance. When she's mounted on her Mirage, she appears to be riding a Ebon, blood-thirsty, unruly stallion, foaming at the mouth.