k-raov
28th May 2008, 02:34 PM
This too. Posted a while ago. She's only statted up for d20 at the moment, but I can always convert her over to BRP at a later date. Enjoy!
Susan Dirth
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Background
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Susan Dirth was born in 1925 in New York city. Her mother, Moira Sham, was an Irish immigrant who had moved to the United States to escape her brutal father in 1920. When she arrived, she lived on the streets, stealing what she could to survive. Attempting everything from prostitution to mugging, Moira failed miserably. Her father had left her with deep scars across her face and body due to the beatings that he would give her on a daily basis.
In the summer of 1924, Moira had found her way to a womens shelter of sorts. Moira began cleaning in the House of Pigs, an illegal opium den ran by the Chinaman Mr. Li. In trade for shelter and food, Moira was forced to do favors for Mr. Li's clients, many of whom were affluent persons of power within New York. Many of these favors left Moira more and more a husk of herself.
Late that same summer, Moira was at the market, attempting to purchase some bread to feed herself. She was approached by a well-dressed man who told Moira that she would accompany him to his domocile, and become his maid. Upon arrival outside of New York, Moira was taken aback by the opulence of the mansion she was presented with. It seemed as though the un-named man was hosting a dinner party. Upon entrance, she was confronted by many people wearing robes of the deepest red, and white masks upon their faces. Confused, Moira turned to her benefactor to query as to what was happening, when he forced a handkerchief to her face, filled with chloroform.
When Moira came to, she was naked upon an inverted cross. The only vision she had was of a dais slightly raised above her, with a line of persons in red robes. She tried to scream, but couldn't as one by one, the men had their way with her. As each one finished, they began a chant that she could not understand, and which can only be written as:
"Nog syah'h. Goka goff'nn n'gha!"
After the last chanter was finished, the man that had approcahed Moira in the city came to her. Wearing a red mask, Moira was only able to recognize him by his clothes. Withdrawing a long whip coated in what looked like chards of metal and glass, he began flogging Moira. Before she passed out from the agony, he had his way with her. As they cut Moirea down from the inverted crucifix, she lay in the floor, bleeding and sobbing. Her last conscious memory of that night was every individual in the room rushing forward to beat Moira.
When she once again awoke, she was lying in a gutter in New York again. As she lay there, several nuns passed by, and helped Moira to her feet, clothing her. They then guided her to a small church several blocks down, and took her to the basement where she was bathed, and her wounds tended to. This whole time, Moira did not speak a word... The trauma that had befallen her left her a mute.
Several months later, it was discovered that Moira was pregnant. In a semi-vegetative state, Moira did not move for the entire length of her pregnancy, until the last month. Reports from the Monostary Rose state that on several occassions, Moira, or Lane as the sisters called her, attempted to abort her child with a coathanger.
The night that Susan Dirth was born, a crazed driver crashed his car into the Church, causing a hidden methane pocket in a wall to explode. Fortunately, Moira was giving birth in a hospital several blocks away. Moira died during childbirth.
Susan was given over to the state and placed in an orphanage. The headmistress would frequently beat the girls with broomhandles, and lock them in 2 foot by 2 foot closets for days on end. Susan had very little contact with other people. On her 3rd birthday, Susan was luckily adopted by Mr. and Mrs. Wright. She was taken to a home located in northern New York state where Mr. Wright owned a farm. Unfortunately, a year later, the Wrights were forced into destitution by the stock market crash. Realizing that they could not keep a child, they foced Susan to the streets. During the next four years, Susan was barely able to survive, living like a stray dog on scraps from restaurant trash, and sleeping in sewers. During this time, Susan began having dreams of a great, fanged mouth whispering in an unknown, yet familiar language.
When Susan was 10, she was taken in by a wealthy family who she found her rummaging in their trash. Cleaning her up, Susan was introduced into a world of luxury and high society, as the Carlisles were a very affluent clan in New York. They gave her the name Susan, and taught her the way of being a debutante in New York. Dinner parties, theatre... Everything was given to Susan on a platter.
Susan Dirth
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Background
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Susan Dirth was born in 1925 in New York city. Her mother, Moira Sham, was an Irish immigrant who had moved to the United States to escape her brutal father in 1920. When she arrived, she lived on the streets, stealing what she could to survive. Attempting everything from prostitution to mugging, Moira failed miserably. Her father had left her with deep scars across her face and body due to the beatings that he would give her on a daily basis.
In the summer of 1924, Moira had found her way to a womens shelter of sorts. Moira began cleaning in the House of Pigs, an illegal opium den ran by the Chinaman Mr. Li. In trade for shelter and food, Moira was forced to do favors for Mr. Li's clients, many of whom were affluent persons of power within New York. Many of these favors left Moira more and more a husk of herself.
Late that same summer, Moira was at the market, attempting to purchase some bread to feed herself. She was approached by a well-dressed man who told Moira that she would accompany him to his domocile, and become his maid. Upon arrival outside of New York, Moira was taken aback by the opulence of the mansion she was presented with. It seemed as though the un-named man was hosting a dinner party. Upon entrance, she was confronted by many people wearing robes of the deepest red, and white masks upon their faces. Confused, Moira turned to her benefactor to query as to what was happening, when he forced a handkerchief to her face, filled with chloroform.
When Moira came to, she was naked upon an inverted cross. The only vision she had was of a dais slightly raised above her, with a line of persons in red robes. She tried to scream, but couldn't as one by one, the men had their way with her. As each one finished, they began a chant that she could not understand, and which can only be written as:
"Nog syah'h. Goka goff'nn n'gha!"
After the last chanter was finished, the man that had approcahed Moira in the city came to her. Wearing a red mask, Moira was only able to recognize him by his clothes. Withdrawing a long whip coated in what looked like chards of metal and glass, he began flogging Moira. Before she passed out from the agony, he had his way with her. As they cut Moirea down from the inverted crucifix, she lay in the floor, bleeding and sobbing. Her last conscious memory of that night was every individual in the room rushing forward to beat Moira.
When she once again awoke, she was lying in a gutter in New York again. As she lay there, several nuns passed by, and helped Moira to her feet, clothing her. They then guided her to a small church several blocks down, and took her to the basement where she was bathed, and her wounds tended to. This whole time, Moira did not speak a word... The trauma that had befallen her left her a mute.
Several months later, it was discovered that Moira was pregnant. In a semi-vegetative state, Moira did not move for the entire length of her pregnancy, until the last month. Reports from the Monostary Rose state that on several occassions, Moira, or Lane as the sisters called her, attempted to abort her child with a coathanger.
The night that Susan Dirth was born, a crazed driver crashed his car into the Church, causing a hidden methane pocket in a wall to explode. Fortunately, Moira was giving birth in a hospital several blocks away. Moira died during childbirth.
Susan was given over to the state and placed in an orphanage. The headmistress would frequently beat the girls with broomhandles, and lock them in 2 foot by 2 foot closets for days on end. Susan had very little contact with other people. On her 3rd birthday, Susan was luckily adopted by Mr. and Mrs. Wright. She was taken to a home located in northern New York state where Mr. Wright owned a farm. Unfortunately, a year later, the Wrights were forced into destitution by the stock market crash. Realizing that they could not keep a child, they foced Susan to the streets. During the next four years, Susan was barely able to survive, living like a stray dog on scraps from restaurant trash, and sleeping in sewers. During this time, Susan began having dreams of a great, fanged mouth whispering in an unknown, yet familiar language.
When Susan was 10, she was taken in by a wealthy family who she found her rummaging in their trash. Cleaning her up, Susan was introduced into a world of luxury and high society, as the Carlisles were a very affluent clan in New York. They gave her the name Susan, and taught her the way of being a debutante in New York. Dinner parties, theatre... Everything was given to Susan on a platter.