#wstaff

“a slut and time are consubstantial, both devoid of shame and love.”

stats

name: CLASSIFIED

moniker: jezebel

age: CLASSIFIED (preferred range of 26-29)

school: wardlaw

occupation: boarding assistant

magic: yes

about

You were always a wild child. Your parents couldn’t control you, and they were grateful when you went away to a finishing school. Now you’ll finally be set straight. But you weren’t, you never could be. You knew how to game the system, ensuring you never recieved any sort of punishment, but you also knew the system was useless. Drugs, booze, illegal magic, all of it was a game to you, but you knew yourself capable of handling it. You’d never harm another. The job at Wardlaw was a peace offering of sorts, something you could use before your real profession, whatever that is. The girls think you’re cool, the administration thinks you’re a liability.

Jezebel is a character of colour and should be cast accordingly.

connections

BURGUNDY: They know about you and Suns, a wild transgression on your part. If Lady Wardlaw or Mistress Dubois ever found out that you’d been having a secret relationship with a Dumfries man, then you don’t know where your job would lie. You won’t give them the satisfaction of bending.

ANATHEMA: You’re coworkers, which should make you have some sort of love for them, and deep down you figure you must. Of the friendships you’ve had at Wardlaw, and there were very few, this was the only one forged out of sheer necessity.

SUNS: You don’t love them, that would be far too simple. Sequestered away on Wardlaw’s grounds, even the village down the road seems like a metropolis. You fancy them your rebellion of sorts, even though what you two do is as tame as a lamb.

the cards

UPRIGHT: You’re courageous, which leads you to developing a protective instinct over the girls. You’re also pushy, something even better when it comes to merging the two schools. When it comes to boarding, you take charge, creating a cohesive unit out of fractured pieces. And when tragedy strikes, you’re the pillar they turn to.

REVERSED: Burgundy reveals your affair with Suns, something that causes the whole school to shame you. Both the principal of Dumfries and Lady Wardlaw grow tire of your antics and threaten to fire you. In a last-ditch effort, you claim Burgundy was lying, throwing them under the bus.

“some things are better left buried.”

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name: CLASSIFIED

moniker: anathema

age: CLASSIFIED

school: wardlaw

occupation: teacher

magic: yes

about

You only ever used magic for it’s expedience; it wasn’t as if it really had any purpose in the outside world other than cleaning or cooking. You had your daughter out of wedlock, and with both parents dead the only place you could turn to was you alma mater: Wardlaw Gardens. Teaching wasn’t your goal in life, but it entertained you enough; a tall girl with a troubled past that was always more quiet than you should have been. People didn’t need to know your problems. When your daughter died of a disease no one could remedy, you fell down a terrifying hole of black magic and necromancy. You’re willing to bring her back by any means necessary, even if you lose yourself in the process.

connections

REQUIEM: You two were chosen to be the points of contact for the two schools and it doesn’t surprise you when Requiem knows more than they let on. Is it possible that they have magic in their veins? You shudder at the thought.

JEZEBEL: You two couldn’t be more different if you tried, but there’s a kinship to be found as two outcasts in a society that values purity above all. There are some days you worry about Jezebel’s reputation, but late nights drinking wine and joking remind you that you’re in this for the same reason.

SOLEIL: You’ve been helping them translate the grimoire to little avail. They’re gifted, that’s true, but their independent study seems like it will benefit you little. Necromancy hasn’t graced the pages yet, but you’re holding out hope.

the cards

UPRIGHT: You pull yourself out of this grief and your daughter stays where she belongs, in the ground. Romance may make your life whole again, but it’s more likely your students will do that for you instead. You move to the city, you forget magic ever existed, and you live quietly until the next quest arrives.

REVERSED: Your obsession grows greater than you could even have imagined. Word reaches you that Lynx, another in mourning, may have use for your newfound powers and you work tirelessly to bring your fantasy to fruition. Your daughter walks again, but she is not whole, she is not right.