Rabid Annie


Shadow Name:Rabid Annie

Real Name: Laura Passius


Order: Adamantine Arrow

Cabal:The Dead Wrens

Mental Attributes Physical Attributes Social Attributes
Intelligence 2 Strength 3 Presence 2
Wits 4 Dexterity 3 Manipulation 2
Resolve 3 Stamina 2 Composure 3

Mental Skills Physical Skills Social Skills
Academics 0 Athletics 2 (swimming) Animal Ken 1 (birds)
Computer0 Brawl 1 (dirty tricks) Empathy 1
Crafts 3 (brewery) Drive 1 (speed Boats) Expression 0
Investigation 0 Firearms 0 Intimidation 2 (bluster)
Medicince 1 Larceny 2 Persuasion 1 (fast-talking)
Occult 1 (nautical Phenomena) Stealth 1 Socialize 1 (Carousing)
Politics 0 Survival 1 Steetwise 1
Science 1 Weaponry 3 Subterfuge 0

Allies (Smugglers) 1, Direction Sense, Familiar
(embodied macaw; see below), Hallow (Shared) 3, High
Speech, Imbued Item 4, Language (Greek), Library (Shared;
Local Legends, Witchcraft, Haunted Ships), Resources 2,
Sanctum (Shared) 5, Status (Order 1), Toxin Resistance

Willpower: 6
Wisdom: 5 (Irrationality)
Virtue: Hope
Vice: Envy
Initiative: 6
Defense: 5
Speed: 11
Health: 8
Gnosis: 3

Life 4
Mind 4
Space 4
Time 1

Life — Sense Life (•),Honing the form (•••)
Mind— Third Eye (•), First Impressions (••) Supreme augmentation (••••)
Space — Spatial Awareness (•), Untouchable (••), Portal (•••)


Laura Passius loved to listen to her mother’s
stories of her ancestor, “Rabid Annie” Shaw, whom she was
told was a pirate who sailed the Spanish Main. Of course, as
she got older, Laura learned that “Rabid Annie” was likely
nothing more than a bedtime fable made up to put a hyperactive
tomboy to sleep with tales of high-seas adventure.
Somehow, that struck the young girl as terribly unfair and, at
the age of nine, she resolved to become Rabid Annie when
she grew up.
Laura had no one particularly qualified to teach her about
sailing ships, so she taught herself through a combination of
books, television and raw intuition. Her peers laughed at her
in middle school and high school, but she didn’t particularly
care for their opinions on much of anything, anyway. When
she finally dropped out during junior year and ran away from
home, she booked passage on a ship bound for Europe and
spent some time in a sleepy fishing village in Greece, learning
the unglamorous basics of her self-appointed vocation:
knot work, predicting the weather and the like.
She doesn’t speak of her Awakening, but returned to
America a willworker, going by the name of her imaginary
ancestor. She drifted for a few years, only settling down in
Boston after meeting Davy Jones at sea. (Both were in stolen
boats at the time). Her brewer’s skills, picked up here and
there, made her an instant hit with the newly formed Dead
Wrens, and she was quickly voted in as a member. Since
then, she has been with the Wrens, and has been Davy’s on-again,
off-again lover.

Rabid Annie

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