From: vbaker@hamp.hampshire.edu
Subject: Re: ARS-MAGICA
Organization: Hampshire College
Date: Sun, 13 Dec 1992 01:23:36 GMT

In article <Bz51Bw.A0s@mentor.cc.purdue.edu>, jacobus@symphony.cc.purdue.edu (Bryan J. Maloney) writes:
> Might as well toss out a quick description of some of the Magi of our local
> covenant:

Me too.

A bit about the covenant first, though.  Caer Maerabourne is in a faerie 
forest (aura 4, I believe) in back-woods Wales.  We started with six magi
and have picked up two more in the twelve game-years we've been playing.

Eoin Fionbhar: Ex Miscellena wind-wizard with faerie blood and an obsession
with faeries.  Unsurprisingly, though, because of this obsession they won't 
have anything to do with him.  The rest of the covenant, especially early
on, before we made peace with them, was being tormented and terrorized, but
Eoin never even saw one.  Worst, one of the other magi had an affair with 
one -- which Eoin would have sold his soul for.  Eoin is also socially
awkward and blatantly gifted and was tormented by mundanes as a child -- 
unfortunately, dealing with the local town is a significant part of the 
saga.

Douglas the good: Ex Miscellena magus specialized in creo and corporem.  Our
healer.  He is, however, incapable of healing himself, and in essence had
to give up his own health in order to help others.  His spine is bent and
he chills very easily; he's usually sick, and has been getting worse.  His
best best friend died recently and he's been devestated by it -- we're 
scared that he'll just give up and die.  He's been solely responsible for
the fact that in twelve years we've lost only one child and one mother of
about ten births, and survived the time when the well was poisoned.

Lira: Ex Miscellena creo-ignem maga.  Anything she's wearing when she 
exercizes her magic bursts into flames, so she never wears anything that
she can't get out of very quickly, and often wears nothing at all.  (Caused
no end of problems for the recently excommunicated but still faithful monk
who lives with us, until he Got A Clue (TM).)  This caused her to leave
her apprenticeship early and has made her _despise_ men's usual reaction
to her.  She fell head-over-heels for Eoin, because he was too obsessed 
with his faeries to look at her twice.  Go figure.

Dale Stewart: Ex Miscellena (seeing a trend here?) perdo-and-ignem magus
with a great huge sword and a great huge horse and a diabolical upbringing.
A harsh, dour man, but a strong one.  One of the more magic-oriented of
us, more likely to spend seasons in the lab than the rest of us.  In a lot
of ways the most 'powerful' of us, but also withdrawn and difficult to
befriend.

Morgan: Ex Miscellena animal maga.  She's the leader of our hunters, and
is much much happier in the wild than among other people.  Since she was
four years old or something she's wanted to touch a unicorn, and has 
therefore become extremely obsessed with her virginity.  She does everything
she can to avoid being seen (by men) as female in any meaningful way; 
ideally, she'd be considered 'one of the guys.'  So far it's worked well.

Argiod Dublachan: Ex Miscellena magus specialized in rego and intellego
terram.  He's a jeweler by trade and the only one of us who isn't emotionally
screwed in some significant way. He's generally cheerful and happy-go-
lucky and easygoing.  A very mellowing influence on us, which we desperately
need to avoid slicing each other into ribbons.  A good guy.

And two new magi:

Terese, an Ex Miscellena maga about whom I know only a little.  She's very 
old, and very powerful, in ways I'm not too sure about.  She's shrewish, 
snappish and extremely difficult to get along with; fortunately, she spends 
most of her time in the lab and doesn't involve herself too much with covenant
politics.

And finally

Malachi Morgan, a Tremere magus just out of apprenticeship with very strong
Tremere ideas about who does what and what goes where and how things Ought
To Be.  He was apprenticed in the largest covenant in Wales and England and
is having the very devil of a time adjusting to all of us hedge-wizards
(who even go so far as to give a voice in the council of magi, the council
of _magi_, mind you, to the captain of the grogs, the head of the farm-hold,
the school-mistress, and Brother Timothy, for God's sake!)  Worse, he's
too respectful of his elders (namely, us hedge-wizards) to do anything but
mumble and get really really confused...

Grin.  How fun.  I haven't played in too long -- academics first, after all.
(Fart noise.)

Vincent

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