Howler
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| Aspected Spell-Shaman | |
|---|---|
| Aspected mage on the path of augmentation burnout. | |
| Player | Teksura |
| Metatype | Human |
| Street Cred | 1 |
| Notoriety | 0 |
| Public Awareness | 0 |
| Teams | Troubleshooters |
| D.O.B. | September 29th 1960 |
| Folder | Howler |
| Sum to 10 | Metatype - D Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - D Skills - B Resources - C |
Character Information
Summary
Coyote traditionalist Shaman. Aspected spellslinger. Decent off-face.
Goals
Background
Howler grew up in the streets of Redmond, running with small time gangs from a young age. She had an almost uncanny knack for being somewhere else at the time whenever another gang rolled in to start a fight, which had a tendency to make others suspicious of her. When things started to boil over, her friends starting to turn on her, Howler awakened. A blast of magic scattered her former friends long enough to escape. With no real direction to go anymore, she wandered until she found a street shaman who could teach her. With his guidance, she was able to connect with Coyote, and bagan honing her skills.
As she got older, she realized she was above the squabbles of gangs, and could make something more of herself. She got into shadowrunning, and was making some pretty good NuYen off the deal. Everything was going great until that damn grenade. It seemed easy enough. Take the grenade the team mate gave her, and throw it over a wall as a distraction. Unbeknownst to Howler, a security guard had spotted the wireless signal on the grenade, and signaled their spider to hack it. The grenade went off in Howler's arm, crippling it, and catching her in the eyes with shrapnel. Howler had no choice but to spend her savings to repair her damaged body, no matter the cost to her soul.
She's a lot more careful around equipment given to her by teammates now.
Narrative Significant Qualities
Positive
- Mentor Spirit (Coyote)
- Exceptional Attribute (Willpower)
- Dedicated Spellslinger
- Aspected Magician
Negative
- Code of Honor: Harmony with Nature, the Shaman's Code
- Phobia: Spiders (mild)
- Social Stress (Corporate)
- All of those corporate fraggers sitting comfortable on their thrones of money can frag off. I don't want to deal with them.
- Lack of Focus
- Poor Self Control (Thrill Seeker)
- Life isn't worth living unless you have some fun.
Run History
Affiliations
Contacts
- Carlos Blanco - Connection 3, Loyalty 4 - Fixer
- Blanca Blanco - Connection 2, Loyalty 4 - Talislegger
- John Baptise - Connection 2, Loyalty 3 - Taxi Driver
Organizations
- Othercon: +2 Rep
Allies
Enemies
In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Matrix Search Table
Shadow Community Table
SINs
Barbra Chesterton
- R4 Evo SIN
- Bounty Hunter's Licence
- Mage Licence
- Concealed Carry Licence
- Firearms Licence
Appearance
Howler dyes her hair a deep shade of red. She has a scar around her right cybereye where shrapnel ruined her original. She's a human of fairly average height and build and of unknown ancestry. It's hard to put a finger on exactly what, it's a safe bet to assume she is of mixed race.
Clothing
Coyote is a trickster, and has taught Howler to hide her true nature. As such, she does not dress in more common Shamanic regalia unless it would be to her advantage to do so. She usually dresses in more common street clothes; jeans and whatever top is the least dirty that day.