Gabrielle "The Heartless" (Character)

Gabrielle (*Gaibriél*) was a Swordswoman who performed multiple Witch Hunts during the Dark Ages of *Western Europa*. Armed only with a damasced sword, she singlehandedly spread terror in the magical community, all culminating in the *Burning of the Saint Expeditus Chapel* in Aragon, current Spain, where 44 innocent souls met their fate. After this terrible act, she disappeared without leaving a trace.

## Personality

Slow on the uptake, generally serene and quiet, Gabrielle can give the impression of being permanently lost in the world she has been forced to live on. Her face seems incapable of displaying emotions with ease, limited to small smiles, little frowns and the unusual blush on her freckled cheeks; but despite this, her emotions seem to be always very intense, going from great enthusiasm to the deepest despair. All this doesn't really help the image of a walking, ticking bomb of ultraviolence that she has earned after her long journey.

After all, violence has always been a part of her. Fighting from a very early age, she no longer flinches when hurting others, nor feels any sort of nausea on the presence of corpses or mutilated bodies. She is simply desensitized to it all.

A real knucklehead, literally iliterate until a few months ago, lacking culture or formal education of any kind, with problems to formulate abstract thoughts and creative solutions: to Gabrielle, the best solution is the most straightfoward, although she has started her own journey to change this.

Contact with better influences has awakened facets of her personality that were formerly unused or supprressed. Great compassion, an insatiable curiosity and a thirst for knowledge, legitimate concern for the well being of those she manages to form a bond with. Gabrielle is simply fascinated by life and the world that surrounds her, even the Magic she used to hunt has become something she contemplates with awe.

She simply never had a real childhood to develop interests other than survival.

Despite her bloody past (or maybe because of it), one of Gabi's greatest motivations is Guilt. Meeting and living with peaceful folk has awakened her to the savage nature of her former actions, which clashes with her second biggest motivation: Duty. Locked in a conflict between trying to be a good person, and confronting the violent impulses within her, Gabrielle has developed a very unhealthy tendency towards self sacrifice and self deprication.

She sees herself as a sinner without hope for redemption. A lost cause. A beast who only thrives in war.

## Early years

Born of a Dragon and a Human, Gaibriél was given to the Chapel of Our Merciful Mother in Porthmadog, a small fishing town on the county of Gwynedd, and part of the Kingdom of Wales. There is no information on the woman who gave her to Father Enrico, the local pastor, so the origins of the baby were completely left in mistery... not that anyone really cared to investigate about it.

As she grew older, two things became terribly obvious: First, is that the girl had bright red hair and a terribly pale skin, which suggested her parents were probably scots or nords. Second, and this quickly became the much more important side of it all: Gabrielle was not bright, at all. She struggled to understand infered meaning on casual conversation, took longer than most children of her generation to speak, and found herself confused or left out of the loop so often, that the children were quick to ostracise her. Adults hold no sympathy or patience for her, only appreciating her lack of needs or complaints.

Gabrielle did not cry when hit, she did not complain from hunger or thirst, and seemed relatively good at keeping herself clean. Wounds healed with ease, and could work for hours without saying a word... so, as a drone of sorts, she was deeply appreciated. Her lack of social skills was the one thing keeping her from actually gaining the favor of the Nuns.

After all, having a child surviving so long talked wonders of their ability to keep their flock alive... even if it came with newfound risks.

In Porthmadog, child abductions and dissapearances were the daily bread. Legends spoke of creatures taking unruly children away in the night to eat them, and most parents did what they could to keep their kids safe. The truth, however, was far much unsightly.

Back in the XV Century, the entire world of Jericho had entered what is nowadays known as "The Age of Whispers": a time long after the massive culling and disappearance of most non-human population, and the edict made in El Cairo that forbade all Old Generation Mages from teaching their creed to new mages. With Magic on the verge of oblivion, and the Dark Ages turning all of Europe into a petri dish of disease, barbarism and cruelty, there were many hopeful souls trying to rediscover the Lost Art on their own, as far away from the prying eyes of the Elders and God as possible.

One of these hopeful souls was Father Enrico himself, who had created a precarious Workshop on a sealed chamber, right under the Chapel. And his studies required blood, flesh and bone, which was supplied by the local population in the form of the unwanted youth... some young members of the Orphanage were also pulled into his experiments, and only a few of them ever managed to go through it and then back out to their regular lives. Most children he tried his machines on perished under the shock, the stress, or simply could not handle the Raw Magic they managed to summon.

Maybe fortunately for Gabrielle, her mutant nature made her specially resiliant. She screamed less than most test subjects, she recovered faster... but she simply was not able to summon any sort of energy. According to Enrico on his notes about the experiments: "She holds too much will on her own to be used as a vessel, but lacks any sort of intellect needed to conjure images or feelings by herself. She's useless."

So, she was allowed to go back out, simply serving as a worker for the church, keeping the floors clean, cooking, harvesting and sometimes helping Sister Theresa with the pipeorgan. Her desfigurement healed fast... so there was no suspicion of foul play. Even if Gabrielle tried to talk, who would ever believe the wicked redhead orphan? She remained silent anyways, feeling no real need to call attention on her torment or the torment of others.

It was all as it had always been, after all.

### The Angel's arrival

Due to most children being either too weak or sickly for major physical labor, Gabrielle had to take many different role to make up for their absence; from helping on the local mine, to gathering and cutting wood, most of her assignments were to be done in complete solitude, for her presence had only become more unnerving with the years. She had developed the strange ability to only needing to blink once or twice each hour, all in order to keep her eyes as wide open as possible and not let a single moment of distraction slip... the fact that she was accepting and resiliant to the mistreatment others inflicted on her didn't really mean she enjoyed it, so she found a sort of relief in being eternaly vigilant.

She even stopped sleeping most of the days, as to avoid nasty attacks on her person... After all, she couldn't trust a single person in the churches. Or in all ot Porthmadog, really. Only the local nuns during the services, telling her tales of ancient matyrs, saints and heroes. The catholic services were, in many ways, her only source of entertainment and saolace for many years, even if the local pastor could be a pain to endure once a month.

Gabrielle was only twelve years old when one of her lonely working sessions lead her to the depths of the forest. And between some trees, laying down and trembling from the cold, she found Nathaniel.

## Character Development/Spoilers

Gabrielle's arrival to The City was accidental, as many had been. Running from the punishment of her actions, she got lost in an expedition towards Anatolia, walking into the misty woods and reaching the Medium in the process. Finding herself in a modern city, there was confusion and a great deal of fear, but thanks to the actions of the rest of the Players, she adapted to the new enviroment, technollogies and culture rather quickly.

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