Jenny Noname
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On Game As:
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Played By:
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Concept:
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Maenad
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Date of Birth:
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April 12, 1964
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Apparent Age:
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25-30
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Occupation:
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Drug Dealer, Baker
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Virtue:
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Generous
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Vice:
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Sloth
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Freehold:
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Fate's Harvest
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Motley:
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Nope
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Seeming:
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Darkling
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Kith:
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Nightsinger Woodblood Thusser
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Court:
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Moon
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Entitlement:
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Nadda
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Keeper:
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Unknown
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“Now you have this Big Tree, and you're distressed because it's useless. Why don't you plant it in Not-Even-Anything Village, or the field of Broad-and-Boundless, relax and do nothing by its side, or lie down for a free and easy sleep under it? Axes will never shorten its life, nothing can ever harm it. If there's no use for it, how can it come to grief or pain? ”
– from the Chuang Tzu
A Weed in the Garden
Jenny recently arrived in town and has only begun to set up shop. She is a Moon courtier and speaks with a questionable British accent and mostly sells drugs, bakes muffins and hangs around doing nothing, mostly at the Norwegian Wood.
RP Hooks
- Drugz - Jenny mainly sells pot and shrooms, although she's got a young but burgeoning business strictly on the fae-side selling intoxicating liquors brewed with goblin fruits. It's all a delivery business.
- Hedge - Jenny can often be found in the hedge, gathering said goblin fruit. Or nicking them, depending.
- Baking - Her business also specializes in delivering baked goods along with the baked goods. They are actually mostly just normal baked goods, except for being exceptionally delicious.
- Moon Court - She is one
- Music - Strictly a hobby, but can often be found playing guitar and singing at bars, dives, clients' porches, the farm, wherever.
Present
Unaccounted For
Gallery
Soundtrack
Iggy Pop - Lust for Life
- Here comes Johnny Yen again
- With the liquor and drugs
- Little sex machine
- He's gonna do another striptease
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Kim Boyko - Far From Any Road
- In the hushing dusk,
- Under the swollen silver Moon,
- I came walking with the wind
- to watch the Cactus bloom
- A strange hunger haunted me,
- The looming shadows danced
- I fell down to the thorny brush
- And felt the trembling hands
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Loreena McKennit - The Mummer's Dance
- Who'll go down to the shady grove
- And summon the shadows there?
- And tie a ribbon on the sheltering arms
- In the Springtime of the year?
- The song of birds seems to fill the wood,
- And when the fiddler plays,
- All the voices can be heard,
- Long past their woodland days
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Logs