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Rosenzweig, Harris

> Rafaele exhaled, hurrying the last several steps to the building, relieved for the change in topic when they entered Rosenzweig’s Jewelry—which was a feat considering how he dreaded this encounter; paying twice for anything left much to be desired, and he didn’t expect the jeweler would want to hand it over out of the kindness of his heart even if he owed Rafaele a debt of gratitude.
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> “Wolf,” Rosenzweig greeted him, flashing the smile of a man who anticipated a substantial sum of money was coming his way. “What a pleasant surprise. I’d heard you were moving on. You’ll be missed.”
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> “I am, I am,” said Rafaele, approaching the case in front of Rosenzweig. He perused the display. Plenty of nice jewelry, he supposed, but not the piece he was there for. So he skimmed over the case to its left. The ring wasn’t there, either.
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> “I’m looking for an opal ring.”
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> “Oh. Yes. Unfortunately, the one I had was sold a couple weeks ago. I got it in, and it was purchased before I had the chance to even settle it into a case.”
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> Chapter 1, Prophecy

## Biography

**Harris Rosenzweig** (b. March 4, 1819) ran a jewelry store in the small town of Redington, Arizona Territory.
Shadow Wolf Pack

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The Pack rides into town.

> “I would guess you had some interaction with many of Redington’s residents while working in the saloon.”
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> “Most of them,” she admitted, “at some point or other. But not everyone.” She hadn’t seen Alexis there her whole year as a beer-jugger.
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> “No. I suppose mostly the unsavories.” He paused, glancing around the dining room before turning his attention back to her with a hesitated question: “Members of Shadow Wolf Pack?”
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> Maeve broke out in gooseflesh beneath her gown, thankful Liam couldn’t see it.
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> “You’ve heard of them,” guessed Liam.
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> “Oh ... Well who here hasn’t?” Maeve chuckled weakly. “They’re as much a staple in Redington as the Tiff ‘n’ Tawny was. As much a landmark as the San Pedro River.”
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> Chapter 7, Possession

The **Shadow Wolf Pack** was an outlaw gang of the old West, which operated during the 1870s into the early-1880s.

The gang was organized by outlaw Eliseo "Shadow Wolf" Ventura, in Ford County, Kansas. From its beginning, the gang primarily committed acts of robbery and cattle rustling. Ventura claimed the **Pack** made every attempt to abstain from killing people, and boasted of having never killed a single man or woman in his entire career. These claims were false, however. Francisco Esquivar, Reginald de la Cloche, Booker Angelino, and other members of the gang killed numerous people. After an encounter with the law in Dodge City, Kansas, **Shadow Wolf Pack** was forced to escape to Arizona Territory in October 1879.

For a while, the **Pack** was closely associated with outlaws Henry and Lem Redfield, whose ranch near Redington supplied the gang often with fresh horses and beef. When the Kinnear & Co. stage was robbed just outside of Tombstone one evening in March of 1881, resulting in the death of two aboard, Wyatt Earp led a posse in pursuit of the perpetrators. The trail led to the Redfield Ranch, where Ventura allowed himself to be arrested to allow the rest of the gang time to escape. Due to the **Pack**'s close relationship with Marshal Jonah Cummings, Ventura only served a few days of his sentence.

This close call, however, prompted a number of changes to **Shadow Wolf Pack**. Eliseo Ventura ventured to his native Mexico seeking treatment to a sore throat and rash he picked up while in the Yuma Territorial Prison. In his absence, the fabled mantle of "Shadow Wolf" was transferred to a new member of the gang. Finally, the **Pack** dissolved their association with the Redfields -- though they continued to use Redington as a base of operations.

Below, find a list of characters who claimed to be members of **Shadow Wolf Pack**.
Redbird, Kököle

> Roughly a mile down the path, Kököle broke the silence: “Miss MacKenna’s in the family way.”
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> “Whoa!” Alexis’s horse mistook her exclamation as command and stopped appropriately. She adjusted her posture, white-knuckling the reins
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> “What?” Moencopi snapped.
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> Matter-of-factly, Kököle said, “She’s with child.”
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> “... Kökö, are you sure?” said Alexis. “You’re not basing this on what I saw last night. She could’ve had any number of reasons to be sick—”
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> “I’m quite sure. It’s ...” She thought out loud,
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> “How, exactly to explain this to a mortal? You might say I have a sixth sense for these things.”
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> Chapter 3, Possession

## Biography

**Kököle Redbird** (b. September 29. 1863) was an Hopi witch and the daughter of Cheveyo Redbird. She was the twin sister of Moencopi Redbird and elder sister to Tithu Redbird.

## Etymology

**Kököle** (Hopi: Qöqle) is a "generous and kindly kachina ... [who] prophesies good crops and promises toys for the children."
 This kachina also wears Anglo clothing (in the Third Mesa interpretation); differing from almost all other kachinas.

In Zuni mythology, **Kököle** is a spirit of the recently dead, who is able to leave the Great Village within the Lake of the Dead to make rain, bring good crops and even bless children with strong lungs.

## Extras

* Pinterest Character Board for Kököle and Moencopi Redbird

## References

1. ↑ Journal of the Southwest, Winter 2000 v42
2. ↑ Kachina Dolls: The meaning of the Qoqole Hopi Kachina Doll
3. ↑ Wikipedia: Kököle
Supplying Sanitar Pt 3

## Quest Giver: Sanitar

**Pre-requisites**: have completed Supplying Sanitar Pt 2

**Objective:** Find in raid Grizzly, Syringe and Augmentin and hand them in

**Dialogue:** We are making progress in being able to treat the wounded thanks to your efforts.  If I can get a few more key items we will really be in good shape.

-End of this questline-
MacKenna, Ashling

### Place of birth

Letterkenny, Donegal, Ulster, Ireland, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland

## Appearances

### Debut

Alight

> “It was about a year ago, tha’ we—Máthair, Dadaí ‘n’ I—arrived here from Letterkenny. We were headin’ for Los Angeles ... me ma ‘n’ I had an argument. She was never short on her criticisms of me, but this fight was especially bad. She called me a monster. An ungrateful whelp. I was so upset tha’ I stormed out of the combines.
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> “Our train was robbed when it stopped in Tucson. I was runnin’ to get to me parents ‘n’ no matter how I tried, I just couldn’t get to them quick
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> She swallowed, squeezing her eyes shut. “The last words me ma ever said to me were ‘ungrateful whelp.’”
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> Chapter 10, Alight

## Biography

**Ashling MacKenna** (née **Kilpatrick**) (March 4, 1839 - June 10, 1882) was an Irish immigrant and wife of Colin MacKenna. Their only child and daughter was the witch, Maeve MacKenna.

**Ashling**, Colin and Maeve were traveling to Los Angeles, California aboard the Southern Pacific when their train was robbed by members of Shadow Wolf Pack at the Tucson, Arizona Territory station. **Ashling** and Colin were murdered by Francisco Esquivar, while Maeve managed to escape and survive.

## Etymology

**Ashling** (pronounced [ˈaʃ.lʲənʲ]) is an Irish name meaning "dream" or "vision." Prior to being used as a name, the related word "aisling" applied to a popular poetic genre from the 17th and 18th centuries in which Ireland was personified as a beautiful woman in peril.
Von Bron, Lathrop

> “I want her staying with you until she’s back on her—” Rafaele faltered, choking around the lump lodged in his throat. He’d cried enough for several lifetimes in the last several weeks alone. “—feet. She needs civilization and the best doctors available.”
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> She needed Milton and Edison, too; the former was en route to meet the latter in Redington to retrieve things Maeve now required.
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> The old tycoon nodded. “We have the room for her. She’ll be well cared for by Doctor von Bron. Is there anything else?”
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> Rafaele rubbed his chin in thought, realizing he was a few days shy of a full beard. “I need a razor.”
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> Chapter 23, Alight

## Biography

**Lathrop von Bron** (b. unknown) was a Tucson area physician who was one of the first on the scene of the June 10, 1882 robbery of the Southern Pacific train which resulted in the murder of fireman John White and passengers Colin MacKenna and Ashling MacKenna. He was unable to save any of the victims.

He was also the doctor hired to treat Maeve MacKenna following the rescue of Gaylene MacTavish and Hobard MacTavish.
Bloodman, Laremy

> When Rafaele thought about Maeve, little else existed, and nothing else mattered.
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> “Sir?” said the conductor to Rafaele. He leaned forward and said more assertively, “Excuse me. Sir!”
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> Rafaele blinked several times, his vivid daydream of Maeve dissipating. *Goodbye, my love.*
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> “I’m sure you have perfectly valid reasons for wearing down the aisle rug, but you’re making the other passengers anxious.”
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> “Oh,” Rafaele replied, half-dazed. That was the first word he’d spoken on the train that wasn’t in some way related to food. “My apologies?”
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> “You seem lost,” said the conductor. “I hate to be presumptuous, but I’ve seen that look many times before. You could benefit from a drink. Why don’t you spend some time in the dining car?”
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> Rafaele watched the passing landscape out the window, long shadows leaning the direction of the train’s travel. “A drink? At this hour?”
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> The conductor smiled, stretching to clap him on the shoulder. “It’s a bit early I suppose, but morning light doesn’t stop the heart from missing her.”
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> Chapter 1, Possession

## Biography

**Laremy Bloodman** (b. unknown) was the hapless conductor on the Southern Pacific Sunset Route who attempted to calm the nerves of passenger Rafaele Forino and cater to his many needs.
Nitis

> “You misunderstand,” Nitis replied. “That’s incredible Power to have and for nature to entrust you with such a task—such a gift—speaks volumes for how remarkable you are. I don’t just mean your medicine, which I’ve now seen a bit, firsthand. I’ve heard also how you’ve used it.” He exhaled, seeking words from their surroundings.
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> “You have such grand Powers yet constantly strive to find ways to help, ways to be useful to everyone you encounter. Not once have I seen evidence you’ve been corrupted by what courses through your veins. You, Miss MacKenna, are no troublemaker. You’re a true shaman.”
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> “When you have a limited time to learn coupled with a dangerous task ahead, it’s smart, wise ... natural to use your innate talents. I’d have questioned you if you hadn’t. I was beginning to worry you wouldn’t, actually.”
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> Chapter 15, Prophecy
Esquivar, Francisco

> “This is such a waste of time,” Francisco growled. “We keep going after small things! Why can’t we set our sights on something more ... substantial? Something more lucrative?”
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> “Don’t remind me. It’s still not good enough.”
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> Shadow Wolf sighed, getting the distinct feeling Francisco already had something in mind. “What, exactly, would be good enough?”
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> Shadow Wolf saw fit to reply with a laugh. “He pays for everything in Redington already; what more do you want from him?”
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> Chapter 8, Alight

## Biography

**Francisco Cárdenas Esquivar** (b. June 4, 1858) was a Mexican outlaw and the only son of an unknown father and a prostitute mother. **Francisco** insisted he was not Mexican, but was directly descended from the Spanish explorers of the Coronado expedition.

**Francisco** was a right-hand man to the original "Shadow Wolf," Eliseo Ventura, and felt he was next in line to inherit the title. However, a disabled young man was adopted into Shadow Wolf Pack and usurped **Francisco**'s position. Fitted with a metallic prosthetic arm, this new Shadow Wolf killed Eliseo and took control over the outlaw band -- much to **Francisco**'s chagrin.

This change in leadership led to fewer lucrative endeavors and fewer murders; and with them, the enjoyment **Francisco** took in the job. A botched train robbery did give **Francisco** a chance to kill a few of the Southern Pacific railway employees, as well as some stubborn immigrants who stood in his way-- Colin and Ashling MacKenna. Little did **Francisco** realize that their surviving daughter, Maeve, would later become a further thorn in his side when she appeared in Redington, Arizona Territory months later and refused his advances.
Combines

An example of 19th century combines (or combine car).

> “It was about a year ago, tha’ we—Máthair, Dadaí ‘n’ I—arrived here from Letterkenny. We were headin’ for Los Angeles ... me ma ‘n’ I had an argument. She was never short on her criticisms of me, but this fight was especially bad. She called me a monster. An ungrateful whelp. I was so upset tha’ I stormed out of the combines.
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> “Our train was robbed when it stopped in Tucson. I was runnin’ to get to me parents ‘n’ no matter how I tried, I just couldn’t get to them quick enough. I kept trippin’ on me skirts, ‘n’ some gentleman caught me ‘n’ wouldn’t let me go; he kept jabberin’ on. Who knows what he was sayin’? I didn’t speak English ‘n’ understood about as much.”
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> Maeve MacKenna talks about her experience on the train, Chapter 10, Alight

## Details

**Combines**, also known as a combine car or simply a combine, is a type of railroad car that began to appear on passenger trains not long after the common coach car appeared in the mid-19th century. The traditional **combine car** was, of course, the coach-baggage which featured the baggage compartment at the front of the car while the back section featured coach seating for passengers.

Because the car was always situated at the front of the train the railroads termed it head-end equipment, which also included the locomotives and other non-passenger consists like the RPO (Railway Post Office), which carried the mail.

When Maeve MacKenna and her parents were traveling cross-country to start a new life in Los Angeles, they rode in the **combines**. This unfortunately lead to tragedy, when the car was raided by the Shadow Wolf Pack.
O’Doherty, Liam

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> “What’re ye doin’ here?” gasped Maeve.
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> “Ye’re so shocked,” replied Maeve. “I had to learn it. It’s not as if they’re gonna learn Gaeilge for me. Certainly, I wouldn’t expect them to.”
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> Liam shook his head as if he hadn’t heard a thing she said. “Look at you.”
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> He swept the upper half of her body with an appraising gaze. “You’re beautiful. The United States has been kind to you.”
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> Chapter 5, Possession
Miller, Zadie

> Maeve studied it, looked back toward where the light would be when compared to the airship, then at the display once more. “The exhaust would be blown to the opposite side, though,” she thought aloud. “Wouldn’t it?”
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> “Thank you!” Zadie piped up from the wheel. “I’ve been telling him that for hours, now!”
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> “Come now, ladies. Don’t fret. I know what I’m doing!”
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> Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Andrew ruffling his hair. “I’m trying not to be but I don’t stop thinking about it. I’d ask for input from the rest of the flight crew but most of the rest of them were grounded for this trip.”
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> Haltingly, Zadie echoed, “Right to three zero, aye aye.” She turned the ship’s wheel accordingly and Maeve had to steady herself with the shifting of the gondola, its rocking as their direction changed. “Steady on course three zero.”
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> Chapter ?, Rout

## Biography

**Zadie Katherine Miller** (b. June 13, 1866) was an American housemaid of the Blanc Estate who leveraged the opportunities presented her by Aria Blanc to become co-pilot of Blanc's flagship, Whitefeather.

## Etymology

**Zadie** (pronounced [zædi] ) diminutive of Sarah, which means "lady, princess, noblewoman" in Hebrew. In the Old Testament this is the name of Abraham's wife, considered the matriarch of the Jewish people. She was barren until she unexpectedly became pregnant with Isaac at the age of 90. Her name was originally *Sarai*, but God changed it at the same time Abraham's name was changed (see Genesis 17:15).

## Extras

* Pinterest Character Board for Zadie Miller

## References

1. ↑ Behind the Name: Zadie
2. ↑ Behind the Name: Sarah
Boot Hill

> Redington’s cemetery wasn’t much to look at, populated sparsely with older graves. Most were wooden markers, few were crosses all with shadows leaning long and westward, while some had nothing more than a rock with a long-since faded name painted on it. (...)
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> Chapter 1, Prophecy

Boot Hill, or Boothill, is the given name of many cemeteries, chiefly in the Western United States. During the 19th and early 20th century it was a common name for the burial grounds of gunfighters, or those who "died with their boots on" (i.e., violently).

## Origin of term

Although many towns use the name "Boot Hill," the first graveyard named "Boot Hill" was at Hays, Kansas, 5 years before the founding of Dodge City, Kansas. The term alludes to the fact that many of its occupants were cowboys who "died with their boots on," the implication here being they died violently, as in gunfights or by hanging, and not of natural causes. The term became commonplace throughout the Old West, with some Boot Hills becoming famous, such as Dodge City, Kansas, Tombstone, Arizona, and Deadwood, South Dakota.
Tiff and Tawny

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> The Tiff and Tawny was standard fare as small-town saloons went: food, drink, music, and gambling. A pair of requisite red lanterns flanked its batwing doors and closed red curtains graced every window upstairs. Though a far cry from higher-class establishments, Redington’s seldom hurt for patronage—particularly during Arizona Territory’s summer monsoons.
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> Chapter 1, Alight

Below is a list of the people who called Redington's **Tiff and Tawny** Saloon a place of employment or home.
Hygiene

## Quest Giver: Shturman

**Pre-requisites**: have completed New Coat

**Objective**: Find in raid Soap, Toilet Paper, Toothpaste, Orthodontix toothpaste and Shampoo and hand them over

**Dialogue**: The one thing I took for granted before the conflict started was feeling clean and fresh.  Gather some supplies so I don't feel like a dirty dog all the time.

-End of this Questline-
Arizona Territory

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Following the expansion of the New Mexico Territory in 1853, as a result of the Gadsden Purchase, several proposals for a division of the territory and the organization of a separate **Territory of Arizona** in the southern half of the territory were advanced as early as 1856. These proposals arose from concerns about the ability of the territorial government in Santa Fe to effectively administer the newly acquired southern portions of the territory.

The first proposal dates from a conference held in Tucson that convened on August 29, 1856. The conference issued a petition to the U.S. Congress, signed by 256 people, requesting organization of the territory and elected Nathan P. Cook as the territorial delegate to Congress. In January 1857, the bill for the organization of the territory was introduced into the House of Representatives, but the proposal was defeated on the grounds that the population of the proposed territory was yet too small. Later, a similar proposal was defeated in the Senate. The proposal for creation of the territory was controversial in part because of the perception that the New Mexico Territory was under the influence of southern sympathizers who were highly desirous of expanding slavery into the southwest.

In February 1858, the New Mexico territorial legislature adopted a resolution in favor of the creation of the **Arizona Territory**, but with a north–south border along the 109th meridian, with the additional stipulation that all the Indians of New Mexico would be removed to northern Arizona.

In April 1860, impatient for Congress to act, a convention of 31 delegates met in Tucson and adopted a constitution for a provisional territorial government of the area south of 34°N. The delegates elected Dr. Lewis S. Owings as provisional governor.
Forino, Rafaele

### Place of birth

Chiesa di Santa Brigida, Quartieri Spagnoli, Naples, The Kingdom of the Two Sicilies

## Appearances

### Debut

Alight

> Beneath a wide-brimmed tan hat: shaggy black curls, heavy black eyebrows, a nose so slightly crooked she wasn’t sure if she imagined the imperfection, and delectable lips. His olive-toned, sun-kissed skin sported several days of scruff on his chin and jaw.
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> Maeve met his gaze outright. He had chocolate brown eyes fringed with eyelashes so lush that it was entirely unfair. But behind the stranger’s delectable eyes: Death in ample supply.
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> Chapter 3, Alight

## Biography

**Rafaele Luca Forino** (b. March 20, 1860) was an Neapolitan outlaw and the second-youngest son of Antonio and Imani Forino (née al Hurra). He was also the younger brother of Giacomo and Guistina, and the elder brother of Paolo Forino.

## Etymology

**Rafaele** (pronounced [ɹæ.feɪ.ɛl]) is an Italian variant of the Hebrew name *רָפָאֵל (Rafa'el)* meaning "God heals", from the roots *רָפָא (rafa')* meaning "to heal" and *אֵל ('el)* meaning "God". In Hebrew tradition Raphael is the name of an archangel. He appears in the Book of Tobit, in which he disguises himself as a man named Azarias and accompanies Tobias on his journey to Media, aiding him along the way. In the end he cures Tobias's father Tobit of his blindness. He is not mentioned in the New Testament, though tradition identifies him with the angel troubling the water in John 5:4.

This name has never been common in the English-speaking world, though it has been well-used elsewhere in Europe. A famous bearer was the 16th-century Renaissance master Raphael Sanzio (1483-1520), usually known simply as Raphael.

## Extras

* Pinterest Character Board for Rafaele Forino.
MacKenna, Maeve

### Place of birth

Letterkenny, Donegal, Ulster, Ireland, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland

## Appearances

### Debut

Alight

> “For what it’s worth,” Edison replied, “I think you’re destined for greatness.”
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> Chapter 8, Alight

## Biography

**Maeve Ainnir MacKenna** (b. August 7, 1865) was an Irish witch and the only child and daughter of Colin and Ashling MacKenna (née Kilpatrick).

## Etymology

**Maeve** (pronounced [mɛɣv]) is the Anglicized form of the Gaelic name Medb meaning "intoxicating". In Irish legend this was the name of a warrior queen of Connacht. Her fight against Ulster and the hero Cúchulainn is told in the Irish epic *The Cattle Raid of Cooley*.

## Extras

* Pinterest Character Board for Maeve MacKenna.
Stilwell, Edison

> Edison Stilwell was a lanky gentleman well on his way to emaciation, a mop of silver hair dangling like the branches of a weeping willow over heavy greying eyebrows. On this afternoon, he sported new eyewear when he opened his front door: a copper-plated telescopic monocular held to his face by some uncomfortable-looking leather straps.
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> Chapter 2, Alight
Giant Owl Man

> Eric’s eyes darkened further but a strange mischievous grin overtook his face. “We’re heading into dangerous territory where Great Owl roosts.”
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> thunder and he’s loud enough to make everything shake: the heavens, the earth, and the people who have the misfortune of hearing him coming. For every time you hear him, he’s emerging from the wilderness to eat and he
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> Chapter 7, Prophecy

## Biography

According to Apache lore, **Giant Owl Man** is a cannibalistic monster who transfixes his victims with a stare, takes them home, and eats them. In other accounts, he is the evil son of the Sun. He kills all people and is killed in turn by his brother. In many stories, he is one of the monsters that the cultural hero vanquished before the earth could be made habitable for mankind. In others, **Giant Owl** is used as a "bogeyman" to encourage children to behave and follow the rules. Like other legendary Apache beings, **Big Owl** is sometimes described as having human form and other times animal form--in this case a horned owl large enough to carry off a child.

The creature faced by Maeve MacKenna and Rafaele Forino was not the work of storytellers, but a very real threat that decimated the caravan in which they traveled. **Giant Owl Man** was a favored topic of campfire tales spun by Eric Strajean, and shared an unusual past with Kököle Redbird.

## References

1. ↑ https://occult-world.com/big-owl/
2. ↑ https://www.jstor.org/stable/536250
3. ↑ https://www.aaanativearts.com/legends-symbols/apache-legends
Serpent's Fang

# ***"idk"***

## *- Serpent's Fang Is the next tier upgrade for Stardust Scythe*

**Recipe:**

* 10000M Cash
* 100 Omega Life Bow
* 5 Bucket of Pwnage
* 10 trol pickaxe
* 3 Orb of Destruction
* 5 Wind Sword #1
* 5 Earth Sword #2
* 5 Ocean Sword #3
* 5 Fire Sword #4
* 5 Light Sword #5
* 5 Dark Sword #6
* 20 Fire Demon's Excalibur
* 1 Legendary Orb
* 50 Hellite
* 5 White Orb of Divinity
* 69 Crystal Key
* 2 Onyx Fedora
* 1 Stardust Gem
* 20 Sapphire Minigun
* 20 Emerald Minigun
* 5 Ruby Minigun
* 2 Igneous Crystal
* 10 Sword of Revelations
* 3 Hades' Revenge I Spirit #1
* 1 Cosmic Core
* 5 Destinum Ore
* 69 Spectral Orb
* 1 Stardust Scythe

**Ability:**

* Serpent's Fang is capable of dashing where the cursor is aimed at
* Serpent's Fang is capable of summoning meteor/orbs at the closed enemy
* Serpent's Fang is capable of stunning the enemy by pressing X
* Serpent's Fang dashing mode can be turned off by pressing C
* Serpent's Fang can pull in a nearby enemy by pressing F
Joplin, Sabine

> “Milton’s in love with ye,” Maeve digressed.
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> Sabine smiled. “I know it. He ain’t said as much. Still ... S’pose I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me.”
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> “He hasn’t told you?” Maeve busied herself with rearranging the items on the top of her dresser, wondering when she’d have the strength to add
> her family’s tintype to them. “Do ye suppose ye’d accept a marriage proposal from him?”
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> with a sweet smile. “It wouldn’t work out, anyway. Milton don’t approve of my profession.”
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> Chapter 7, Alight
Price, Milton

> Tonight, Milton Price’s formal attire came accented with a colorful array of paint stains and multiple patches of dried plaster. By the looks of him, his muse had paid him a visit prior to his arrival.
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> The artist patronized both stories of the saloon as often as his income allowed; when his work hadn’t sold in weeks, he came in for nothing more than a cup of tea, a long conversation with the barmaid, and longing glances at the second-floor balcony.
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> Chapter 1, Alight
Davidson, Nioclás

> Mr. Davidson approached, dapper as ever in an aubergine suit with burgundy-colored accents, his subtly uneven gait slowing him as he pulled the black bowler hat from his head and balanced it atop a small round tin he carried.
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> Chapter 10, Possession
Redington

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> Approaching the bottom of a steep grade, the Hopi women reached the San Pedro River on Redington’s western outskirts. The river was a waterless gulch with the current drought, dry and cracked. Once stately mesquite trees lining it were now grey and lifeless, as if death, itself, inhabited the basin. [...]
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> Chapter 1, Possession

## History

The **Redington** area was first settled by Henry and Lem Redfield in 1875. The Redfields petitioned to establish a post office named after them, but the United States Postal Service wouldn't allow for an office to be named after a living person. Instead the brothers used the name **Redington**, and this name was subsequently used for the community, the pass, and the road. The **Redington** post office was open in 1879 with Henry Redfield as the postmaster. In 1883 Lem Redfield was lynched in Florence on suspicion of being involved with a stagecoach robbery near the brothers' **Redington** ranch.

In the 1880s the rancher William H. Bayless moved his operation into the San Pedro Valley. Over the next several years he bought up homesteads, ranches and other land. Drought in the 1890s caused many settlers in the valley to leave and Bayless acquired their land to build the 200,000-acre Carlink Ranch. The townsite with its general store, post office and school were located within the ranch.

The **Redington** of *The Witches' Rede* is a little more built up than the historical town; with a hotel/restaurant, saloon, livery, church and several other businesses. Below, find a list of the characters and key locations of the **Redington** area.
Prophecy

## Summary

Following a hellish six months apart, Maeve MacKenna and Rafaele Forino are fleeing Arizona Territory-and their criminal pasts.  When Rafaele gets a tip on Maeve's stolen engagement ring, their journey west takes an unexpected turn.

Tailed through the wilderness by the god of death over what Maeve believes to be a case of mistaken identity, and among a throng of inexperienced and unfriendly travelers, emotions run high, sleep runs short, and already hot tempers flare.

The lovers' future is jeopardized when they are tasked with killing a legendary monster of southwest lore.  But if the ravenous beast doesn't prevail, it could be God or the devil to tear them apart.

## Timeline

**Prophecy** takes place from March 1, 1884 to April 28, 1884

## Extras

* The Witches' Rede Pinterest Board
* The Witches' Rede: Prophecy on Amazon
* Jewel E. Leonard's Official Site
Smith, Tiffany

### Place of birth

Londonderry, Londonderry, Ulster, Ireland, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland

### Place of death

Redington, Pima, Arizona Territory, United States of America

## Physical description

### Species

* Human (formerly)
* Ghost

## Appearances

### Debut

Alight

> Maeve heaved a heavy sigh. “Tell me, then ... What happens to those who do get involved with the Pack?”
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> Chapter 6, Alight

## Biography

After death, **Tiffany**'s spirit lingered in her former room at the Tiff and Tawny Saloon. Yet as life returned to normal as if she had never existed, Tiffany's ethereal form started to dissipate. It was the sudden romance between her former husband and her business partner, Tawny, that destroyed what little of her remained. She was all but gone, scattered to the wind when her room was repurposed as quarters for a new barmaid.

It was the young Irishwoman, Maeve MacKenna, who saved **Tiffany**. She had unique talents unlike anyone **Tiffany** had ever encountered, and not only heard her faint voice, but carried on conversations with her. Bit by bit, she unknowingly assisted the spirit piece together what remained of her soul.
Lucht, Jenet

> A stout blonde woman answered the door, her amber eyes narrowing at the sight of him. “Yes.” She pressed a sturdy fist to her thick hip and nodded impatiently at him to answer.
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> Chapter 9, Possession

## Biography

**Jenet Streben Lucht** (b. November 9. 1855) was a Prussian immigrant who worked as a housekeeper in the Blanc Estate in San Diego, California. Due to the pressures placed on her by Aria Blanc, she often was short with the household staff.
Strajean, Eric

> The first few hours dragged with a lack of conversation.
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> Eric broke the silence with a question posed so quietly Maeve barely heard it: “Are you certain he’s the man you want?”
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> Maeve swallowed hard. She wasn’t in the mindset to have this discussion. “Yes. Raf’s the one,” she whispered. “Why are ye so fixated on this? It’s me future, not yers.”
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> Chapter 12, Prophecy

## Biography

**Eric Strajean** (b. February 9, 1863) was
Kätzchendorf, Adi

> “Excuse me,” a meek voice chirped.
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> Chapter 9, Possession

## Biography

**Adi Aveline Kätzchendorf** (b. October 5, 1866) was a Prussian immigrant who worked as a housemaid in the Blanc Estate in San Diego, California.

## Etymology

**Adi** (pronounced [aːˈdi] ) is a Hebrew name, עֲדִי, meaning "jewel" or "ornament."

## Extras

* Pinterest Character Board for Adi Kätzchendorf
Oracle

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> The sun crested the hills as Shadow Wolf and Francisco watched the stagecoach path from a bluff overlooking Oracle.
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> Chapter 8, Alight

## History

The name "**Oracle**" comes from early prospectors. Albert Weldon came to the area looking for gold and silver. He and some other companions named their first mine *The Oracle* after the ship Weldon had traveled on. The community was later named after its first mine, and thus, indirectly, after a ship.

The community began to grow in the late 1870s, as gold and silver were discovered, and the Christmas and New Year mines opened. By 1880, a post office had been established.

The community also became a retreat for people suffering from tuberculosis. The Acadia Ranch – built in **Oracle** in 1882 by Edwin S. and Lillian Dodge – was, during this time, a sanitorium.

Below, find a list of the characters and key locations found in **Oracle**.

## References

1. ↑ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oracle,\_Arizona
Hertz, Buck

> An enormous man—somewhere beneath unruly brown and gray facial hair and a crop of unkempt, darker brown hair atop his head—burst through the foliage and onto their trail.
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> Chapter 9, Rout

## Biography

**Harvey Willard Buckley "Buck" Hertz, Jr** (b. ) was
Blanc, Aria

### Place of birth

Boothby, Brampton, Eskdale, Cumberland, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland

## Appearances

### Debut

Possession

> Aria Blanc was not what he expected from how Duke spoke of her. He’d envisioned a waiflike woman with spindly white hair in a big, lonely estate.
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> Chapter 9, Possession

## Biography

**Aria Grace Blanc (née Waldron)** (b. May 10, 1858) was an English witch who immigrated to the United States of America with her husband, Calvin Blanc.

## Extras

* Pinterest Character Board for Aria Blanc.
Coven

## Summary

Full of splendor and opportunity, San Diego harbors a dark secret the municipality doesn't want revealed. The beautiful city against tranquil waters is not only the backdrop to opium dens and a seedy neighborhood called the Stingaree, it is also now home to newlyweds Rafaele and Maeve Forino.

While Maeve finds company and quickly loses herself in the paranormal underground, Rafaele spends his days indentured to a miserable aristocrat under the guise of employment. As she's unwittingly fighting local authorities for the freedom of people like her, he's fighting for his occupational freedom and financial independence for their family.

Circumstance is driving a wedge between husband and wife; Rafaele and Maeve must find a way to reconcile two very different lives if they hope to make a common dream come true.

## Timeline

**Coven** takes place from September 23, 1884 to September 4, 1885.

## Extras

* The Witches' Rede Pinterest Board
* The Witches' Rede: Coven on Amazon
* Jewel E. Leonard's Official Site
Cummings, Jonah

> “Ducky. ‘Morning.”
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> Chapter 18, Alight

## Biography

**Jonah James Cummings** (b. November 3, 1814) was an American lawman and Town Marshal of Redington, Arizona Territory. He was serving in this position when he found the orphaned Maeve MacKenna near the San Pedro River, feeding ducks with what little scraps she could find. When he found the young woman did not speak English, he took her to the Tiff and Tawny Saloon for employment.