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Jackdaw
The Collector

Agenda: It Belongs In a Museum
Preserve and protect things of lasting historic value.
Seeking Peace

Appearance: Lanky, bespectacled, and possessed by an ever-anxious energy. At a glance, you might think this Vulpine crawled out of the nearest alley. She wears a patchwork cloak over a patchwork coat, pockets and pack bulging with borrowed books. Her eyes are never still, constantly darting about, desperately trying to take in everything that could possibly be happening around her.

STATS
Blood: +0
Courage: +1
Grace: +2
Sense: +2
Wisdom: -1

Collector Core

Curious Curios: You collect strange and bizarre things, from all over the world. Your collection has some kind of theme to it, such as small dinosaurs, mechanical replicas of insects, things made of glass, fanciful masks, or something else. Rather than Command Lore about your people, you Command Lore about your collection and those who care about it - other collectors, the value of your work and your goods, what purpose they serve and who made them, etc.

Theme: Words
Look: Historical, Surreal

Your collection has mysterious and powerful properties. When you Use a weapon or an item, you may choose a spell from below, then mark it.
You cannot use a spell while it is marked.
When you spend Food, remove a mark from one spell.
When you Recover, remove all marks on your spells.
[] Autonomous: The item acts on its own, following a simple command.
[] Fast: You can use the item as if it didn't have Reload, Clumsy, Trap, or Slow.
[] Overcharge: Either add the Area tag to the item, or double its normal effect.
[] Trickery: Add one of these tags to this item for the rest of the scene: Ranged, Dangerous, Piercing, or Trap.

Workaholic: When you are between scenes, you may spend 1 Food to choose one:
• Restore 2 Uses to a single item that doesn't have the Food tag. This can't restore uses to your crown jewel.
• Replace one of your Gear options with any other option from its category. The new Gear comes with all its Uses.
• Heal a stat, belonging to you or one of your Companions.
This replaces the Fill Your Belly Basic Move. When you would Fill Your Belly, use this move instead.

What is your Collection?
Internal
Your collection is inside of you, like cyborg modifications, special tattoos, or dreams made real. You cannot have anything taken from you, you will never drop anything accidentally, and you retrieve anything you need from your collection instantly. In addition, you may choose one more Gear option from anyone's Gear list. You can only pick from a playbook currently being used by the fellowship, and you cannot pick an option someone else picked. When you use Workaholic to replace this Gear option with another, you can choose any Gear option within the above limitations.

Current gear option: Holy words, cribbed from Ailee (Ranged, Reload)

Collector Custom

Let Me See That: When you take a few moments to handle or examine an interesting item, vehicle, or architecture, ask two of the following questions. The Horizon must answer truthfully.
• Who made it and why should I care about them?
• What was this made to do, and how do I use it or break it?
• What's wrong with this, and how might I fix it?

Modifications: Choose one item you own for each of your Curious Curio spells. The chosen items are always modified by the chosen spell, without you needing to mark that spell. For example, Fast Spare Parts never have the Slow tag.
When you Recover, you may re-assign which items are automatically boosted by which spells.

Current modifications:
Fast: Medical supplies, removes the Slow tag
Trickery: Holy words, can add one of Dangerous, Piercing, or Trap for a scene
Autonomous: Her staff, it can act on its own, following a simple command
Overcharged: Books and catalogues, gives her two questions off the Look Closely list per use

Collector’s Gear

Many snacks (Food, 5/6 Uses)
Strange Curios (Useful, 3/4 Uses)
A staff that remembers (Melee, Dwarf-made, Armor, 1/1 Uses, can act Autonomously)
Holy words, poorly cribbed from Ailee (Ranged, Reload)
Healing powders, salves, or devices (Healing, Slow, 2/2 Uses)
Books and catalogues (2/2 Uses). You can spend 1 Use to ask a TWO questions from the Look Closely list about any valuable item you want to know about.
The Crown Jewel of her collection: A mysterious, marvelous book, never opened. (1/1 Use). You don't know what it does yet, but you'll find out. When you are in dire need, you may spend 1 Use to tell us what it does, and it will do exactly that thing, exactly how you described it.

Bonds
(1 bond with each of the Fellowship)
I brought Wolf back from the brink of mindless starvation. I'm trying to make sure she keeps getting better.
Nice to meet you, Count!

My sheet's going to take a little more time to get together; ran a Masks session yesterday and spent most of today recovering. I should have it up within the week though.
I feel really bad for not having posted for so long but each evening I just pass out with tiredness and can't seem to be able to summon any brain at all. Please do set Sam aside so I'm not holding anyone up. It would ease my guilty conscience. I will try to post as soon as I can but it's gone from bad to worse lately (with business - health wise all is well) and it's not going to let up until lockdown ends, even then it's unsure and depends on how that ends up working.


We'll be here for you whenever you're ready. :)

I'm glad to hear you and your family are staying healthy, and I'll be sending good vibes your way while this business madness continues.
CRUEL
DEFINITELY CURSED
CRYBABY
JEALOUS
NO TOUCH ME IM OBJECTION

DARKEST SELF

"Oh Timmy" Annalee gives him a big, pig-included group hug. "Samael did make me say those things. He hypnotized me so that I thought finding you and bringing you to him was the most important thing in the world, worth doing anything for. I had no choice. I said those things to the werewolf because I knew with her natural talents she would be able to find you, and I was sure I could get you to Samael once I had found you. Now, come along, we can discuss this inside instead of kneeling in a hall. And I have a friendly pig to help decurse if she promises to be good and not try to kick me in the head."

Annalee picks up Timmy, still half supporting him while holding Carmen in her other arm and practically pulls the group of them into the room.


What?! But that, that wasn’t, that hardly made any sense! What was going on?! Hadn’t he pointed out a terrible thing that she’d done? Wasn’t her behavior inexcusable? Why wasn’t she confessing when he had caught her red-handed?

All this and more ran through the mind of a confused, squirming Timothy as he was bodily dragged into Elodie’s vacant bedroom. (What was it about other people’s bedrooms and arguments tonight? Further evidence that he never should have left his room. Possibly ever.) Only then did he manage to extricate himself from Annalee’s constant violations of his personal space. “What is the matter with you, Annie?! Why are you acting so weird? I have had the worst night of my life, and, and you won’t even listen to me! Or - confound it all, speak normal to me!”

“Samael made you curse me? Then why did you leave me cursed for days on end? You had to protect yourself from him? Then why did you volunteer to let him feed on you tonight? With a winky face, no less!” The scandal! “You tried baiting a werewolf into hunting me down, because you were hypnotized into finding me, and you were sure that after the werewolf had mauled you and/or killed you, you’d be able to follow her, reach me first, and spirit me away to safety?!”

“I...I don’t even know where to begin with that one!”

Perhaps a wiser Timothy would’ve thought twice before losing his cool, alone, at a witch. But wiser Timothy had been left behind four disasters ago. All he knew right now was hurt and upset and confused and afraid, and his eyes wouldn’t stop burning, and his head was swimming, and, and...

“What’s this really about, Annie? Is this what your ‘competition’ with Elodie looks like? Has all this been to keep her in ‘second place?’” There’s that impression again. You did say as such in the caves, didn’t you? “Were you going to tell me I’d been volunteered as the grand prize, or should I expect another fantastical story there too?”

He crossed his arms sternly, the effect only slightly ruined by his quivering lip.

"Well?! What do you have to say for yourself?"

[Spending a String on Annalee to give her the Condition Liar]
CRUEL
DEFINITELY CURSED
CRYBABY
JEALOUS
NO TOUCH ME IM ANGY

DARKEST SELF

Annalee looks quite taken aback (she turns Carmen so she'll notice too). "I did need a reason to curse you before, and that reason was that I was in the presence of a vampire. I mean really, Timmy, I was interrupting your one on one session with that vampire the other night, you're being very silly not remembering. Unless today was a big act, you obviously don't want to be with him, so I'd think you'd be more grateful!" She gives a slight huff.

"Yes, I did have to curse you at his request, but he's powerful and can hypnotize people, and I had to protect my own life once you'd escaped! Protecting life is the most important thing there is, Timmy! And really, I can use magic, but it's not very different from little Carmen here..." she hefts Carmen for emphasis "who's spent years training to be able to fight monsters and has picked up lots of skills and powers as a result. I'm sure she could manage a few curses with the right enchanted item, herself. And I'm sure that if you all come inside I can help lift her curse and we can sort this all out. Now there's a good boy, hmm?" She leans over and lifts Timmy's chin a little so he can look in her eyes and see what an honest, pure soul she's being.


Timothy Oglevee Crompton did not want to be touched right now.

Timothy Oglevee Crompton really ought to have considered that before backsassing a witch while being a sad lump on the ground. Rather limited mobility options, that. He couldn’t really pull away, and his arms were all tangled with his legs and totally unsuitable to brushing her off. At best, he could just. Sort of look cross while wriggling slightly in discomfort.

Not quite the figure of stern defiance. But, perhaps, to a certain cursed hunter, the unintentional picture of bravery in the face of a towering foe?

“‘So, if you want Elly there, be sure to knock off Timmy when you’re done with us.’” He replied, in a passably pitched impression of Annalee’s voice. “So, did Samael make you say that too? I didn’t see him down in the caves with us. Oh, but I was a touch distracted by the murderous werewolf you were egging on, so I must have missed him. How careless of me.”
JEALOUS
DEFINITELY HEXED
CRYBABY
CRUEL

...you know, perhaps it was the long day (or night?), perhaps it was his eyes playing tricks on him, perhaps it was the glasses still stowed safely in his pocket, but he could've sworn that pig did a backflip en route to Annalee's arms.

[Keep cool 4+4+2=10]

Annalee, impatient with luxuriating on Elodie's bed, pulls the door open. Out jumps the pig and Annalee catches her in her arms and gives her a little noogie. "Who's a cute little pig, Carmen? Is it you? It is you! You're very cute." She lifts Carmen up and holds her, then gives her a hug because she is a cute little piggy and she deserves hugs. This is probably not going the way that Carmen expected, but Annalee is practically aglow so good is she feeling.

That does leave the little matter of Timothy Oglevee Crompton though. "Timmy dear" she says, turning Carmen around in her arms so that Timmy can look at the pig. "I asked you to watch this little fellow and what do I find when I open the door? She's running around loose and jumping all over the place. I appreciate your patience, you're welcome to come in now, but I think you need to explain yourself or you're going to be in a great deal of trouble."

[Question to the MC (from the 10+ cool roll): How could Annalee get Carmen to like her (and stop trying to kill her)?]


Timothy Oglevee Crompton lacked the necessary fortitude to take his abuse while standing. He sat there against the wall, knees curled to his chest, eyes bright red with tears, as pig and witch towered over his pitiable form.

Steady on, old chap. It's been a hellish - sorry, sorry, an infernally difficult time of it, but the end is in sight. Take your lumps, keep your head down, and excuse yourself to your room as soon as possible. You can manage just a little farther, right?

"I don't see why I should. You haven't needed a reason to curse me before." he groused, sourly wiping at his eyes.

...no. No, I suppose we can't. Brilliant.
Samael!

The shadow moves. The shadow does not stay still. Roiling thunderheads of inky night convulse with green lightning, as streams of nothingness ooze from every side and flow away. Reaching. Reaching. Farther and farther out. Probing. Hungry. When it steps, the whole mass looms steadily closer, as the legs alternate freezing and jerking forward. Memories of walking. Imitations of motion.

“Oh, there’s no need to be so formal, Sam.”

The voice is...velvet-smooth. Refined. Luxurious in its enunciation. Like yours.

Far too much like yours.

“There’s no need to be so hard on yourself either! After all, there is something you can do for our Timmy…”

The fireplace goes out.

You can hear the logs crackling. You can feel...well, not heat, but less cold. But the light winks out, swallowed by the darkness. One by one, the candles, and even the open door succumb to

It’s before you now. Drawing a tendril across your gashed chest, and wherever it touches is alcohol pouring across the torn flesh, and a thousand stabbing needles of cold too cruel to let you go numb.

The voice whispers in your ear.

”Keep. Your mouth. Shut.”

Carmen!

Now. You need stay calm. Don’t make any sudden moves. Remember your training.

Because one of your fairy tales is coming true right now.

You are sitting in the middle of the serpent’s den, and a handsome prince is holding you. Hugging you. Cuddling you tight until you can feel his panicked, human heart beating against you. He sniffs loudly. Hiccups. With trembling hand he delicately removes his glasses, to better wipe at his glistening eyes, and your heart breaks for him. How long has been kept prisoner here? What have they been doing to him? Justice demands that he go free, and justice has chosen you as its hand. Your whole life’s training has led up to this moment, to be the beacon in the dark for this poor, helpless, hot boy.

The fact you’re a pig? Minor setback. Didn’t have that bit in your dreams. But y’know, evil is ever-crafty. You have to be prepared for anything. You’ll figure something out.

And, yes, your hunch might’ve been wrong last time. That girl might not have been the helpless prisoner you thought she was. But look at him! Crumbling down, alone in a dark hallway, resting his head on you, weeping until he can hardly breathe. Have you ever seen a monster cry like that? From a heart overflowing with fear and sorrow? As a matter of fact, you haven’t. And you’ve seen an awful lot of monsters. Ergo, normal boy.

And, true, he doesn’t look like a prince yet. That comes later, usually after rescuing him, nursing him back to health, and breaking whatever spell’s been put on him. (Protocol for spell-breaking: Kiss him frequently, in as many situations as possible. Process of elimination. You’ll get it eventually.)

But none of that matters right now! A good hunter thinks in the moment! There’s a helpless, despairing prisoner here with great hair and no idea how near hope is for him.

What do you do?

[That's gonna be a 3 + 2 + 4 = 9 on Turning Carmen On. Timmy is currently without his glasses.]

Annalee!

Don’t you worry, the door hasn’t budged once this entire time. To include just now, when you called for Timothy to join you. And for minutes after.

Hrm. That’s probably not ideal. Dear little Timmy must’ve gotten scooped up by yet another one of those monstrous cretins you have to call classmates. I mean, after all, he wouldn’t have the spine to just sit out there, cuddling a pig, ignoring you, now would he?
Annalee pulls on Timmy's arm. She's bolting. Sam is under attack and she has no desire to defend him or be next. Timmy's shadow is doing something strange and that would be interesting, but it's also dangerous right now. "Timmy, come on!" she says and practically yanks him off his feet. She is leaving now and if he's not moving with her by now then he's getting left behind.

Where to go, where to go? They need to find someplace safe. Someplace to take shelter. Abandoned classroom? Maybe one of the tower rooms. Annalee kept an eye open for a sanctuary. She really needed to make her own, but any small room would do the trick. They needed some place quiet to catch their breath and she needed a little time to work her magic.


That is, perhaps, the most sensible idea that Timothy's heard all day. He offered no resistance, letting himself get dragged stumbling out of the room.

And as she pulled him out the door, into the light and (relative) safety outside, his shadow stretched into the study, growing ever-longer...
Awww, Timmy attacking with your shadow? That's so not...normal


Timothy is a perfectly ordinary boy, and I'm shocked - shocked! - that you would suggest otherwise.
To be clear for bookkeeping: I did not have a String on Elodie before this post. I talked it over with Raz, and the dark bargain I agreed to was one String on Elodie in exchange for Elodie getting two Strings on Timmy for future use.

is good trade
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