Name: Isabella Savu
Age: 43
Sex: Female
Appearance: Linked for huge (Art credit to Virginie Carquin)
History Types:
Positive: Harrowing Journey
Negative: Escaped Asylum
Biography: Born and raised in the recently independant kingdom of Romania, Isabella married young at the behest of her parents. A well off professor at the newly founded University of Bucharest, he was a decent fellow, and was willing to use his position to give Isabella access to the university's library.
It was one night at this library, while reading exploits of those on the frontiers of the New World, that Isabella thought she caught a glimpse of a silent and transparent visage in the library with her. It disappeared behind a shelf before Isabella could get a better look, leaving her confused. Over time, confusion turned to curiousity. Curiosity to hunger. Hunger to obsession.
She began gathering as much as she could on the occult and supernatural. The supposedly fictional and the urbanely mythical. The university library wasn't enough to satisfy her newfound craving. She began prowling small back alley bookstores, and taking extended trips out of the city to visit small towns and passing gypsie caravans.
It was in one of these small towns that Isabella got her hands upon an ancient manuscript. A true grimoire, now hers. Her new obsession had, of course, not gone unnoticed by her husband, and in the end she disclosed just what she had been hunting down. Within the week, she found herself held prisoner in an isolated asylum. She spent nearly ten years in there, surrounded by both the falsey interned and the truly insane, in nearly equal measure.
Until one night, the asylum found itself under assault. Not by man, but by ghouls. As everything fell to chaos, Isabella and a group of other patients managed to escape the asylum and trek across kilometers of infested wilderness, surviving due to Isabella's knowledge of their hunter's strengths and weaknesses.
While most of the escapees returned home, Isabella was convinced that doing so would put her in yet another asylum, if not jail. After all, the supposedly insane escaped from a slaughtered asylum doesn't paint an innocent picture. Along with the two remaining fellow women, she made for England. Only a few weeks after arrival, a representative of the British Crown came to her, and gave her a choice. Work for them, or be sent back home to Romania with as much incriminating evidence against her as they could muster. She chose the job.
Career Path: Occultist
Specializations:
-Shadow Tome
-Alien Tongues
Inventory:
Signature: I, Herzinth, agree that the existence of my character is temporary at best.
