Lost: The Edge of Everything
Dusty old keeper of knowledge
|INTELLIGENCE: 4||STRENGTH: 1||PRESENCE: 2|
|WITS: 3||DEXTERITY: 3||MANIPULATION: 3|
|RESOLVE: 2||STAMINA: 2||COMPOSURE: 3|
|Academics: 3 (+1 Research)||Empathy: 2||Brawl: 1|
|Computer: 1||Intimidation: 3 (+ 3 King)||Larceny: 1|
|Investigation: 3||Streetwise: 2 (+1 Rumors)||Stealth: 3 (+1 Darkness)|
|Occult: 3 (+1 Monsters)||Subterfuge: 3||Athletics: 1|
Encyclopedic Knowledge: 4
Eidetic Memory: 2
Brownie’s Boon: 1
Mantle: Autumn 2
Court Goodwill: 1
Night’s Subtle Distractions
The Wrong Foot
Tale of the Baba Yaga
Last Breath Isaac
Brother to the Ague
Joel Dewitt had always been more mature than his age. Even as a youngster, growing up in the 50s, he strove to be a gentleman and a scholar. For him, life was better spent with his nose in a book, writing his latest paper.
It wasn’t until he met Elizabeth that he learned how much more there was to life. She was one of those people who were called “hippies,” children of the earth and of love. Opposites attract, and their attraction was intense.
He showed her the wonders of enlightenment and science, she showed him how to open up and to explore his emotions and desires.
They lived in bliss, until the day she disappeared.
Dewitt used his intelligence and his connections to figure out who took his wife (he refused to believe she just left) and to see that justice was met.
His search led him to the darker corners of the world, and finally to an old bookshop, and to a particular text. When he grabbed the book, a trapdoor opened beneath him, tossing him out into an alley. The very alley Elizabeth was last seen. He saw brambles and thickets, and followed his instincts.
He should’ve know better.