Dianne Brazenhart, or Rusalka, is a Seelie Satyr Childling and a member of the Gangsters motley.
Overview[]
Dianne's parents are rather well off. The try to give their daughter every opportunity to "find herself"; lessons in archery, piano, swimming, riding, self-defense, and dance; enrollment in the best summer camps and softball leagues; gentle urgings into modeling and theatre. Unlike many smothered children, Dianne enjoys all these activities and, as a student, has inspired many of her mentors. Nothing was a fad for her. This was due in part to her fae nature... satyrs are predisposed to art and athletics... and in part to Ms. Summers, her riding instructor, who encouraged her to enjoy childhood while she could. A nice bit of advice, that, coming from a mundane!
Dianne recently moved to Toronto from "out west." In an effort to make friends with local Kithain, she followed Jesse and Mike to Gangsters' Hideaway after school one day. At first, the two childlings were reluctant to let a stranger, and a girl at that, into their oathcircle. All it took to convince them was her insistence on her tomboy nature... and a couple of noogies. She is now almost fully accepted.
Her greatest difficulty is managing to slip away from her protective parents. It's not just a matter of pretending to go to her friend's house, since Mrs. Brazenhart doesn't approve of "those sorts of children" (whatever that means). At the moment Dianne juggles between skipping school and missing piano lessons.
Image[]
For a thirteen-year-old, Dianne is well developed. Even more fetching are her angelic face, hazel eyes, and fluttering laugh. When hanging out with the boys, she wears a white-and-saffron dress over black spandex shorts and sturdy sneakers. A gold-trimmed blue belt adds a touch of class; a matching ribbon holds back her long, chestnut hair. In her fae mien, tiny horns sprout from her hairline and soft fur covers her entire body. She removes her shoes to wade, fetlock-deep, in the stream.
Personal[]
Dianne's body and mind are forums for the interplay between proper behavior and total abandon. When she is angered, excited, or scared, some primal instinct begins to stir in her. She likes feeling that way, but is afraid that such behavior might scare her friends. A favorite activity of hers is catching toads, grasshoppers, snakes, and field mice; another is caring for wounded sparrows. As she cups these little creatures in her hands, peering intently into their tiny eyes, she wonders if she is trying to share their thoughts, or if you are regarding them as a predator would its prey. The most beautiful, intriguing thing she has ever seen was a robin's egg transfixed by a thorn.
Stats[]
Court: Seelie
Legacies: Troubadour/Savage
Seeming: Childling
Kith: Satyr
Physical: Strength 1, Dexterity 5, Stamina 5
Social: Charisma 2, Manipulation 2, Appearance 4
Mental: Perception 2, Intelligence 2, Wits 2
Talents: Alertness 1, Athletics 3, Brawl 1, Dodge 1, Empathy 2, Kenning 1
Skills: Archery 1, Etiquette 3, Performance 2, Ride 1, Stealth 2, Survival 2, Throwing 2
Knowledges: Computer 1, Enigmas 1, Linguistics 1 (Hebrew), Medicine 1, Theology 1
Arts: Primal 3, Wayfare 2
Realms: Actor 3, Fae 3, Nature 3
Backgrounds: Dreamers 3, Resources 4
Glamour: 5
Banality: 1
Willpower: 2
References[]
- CTD: Freeholds & Hidden Glens, p. 102-104