Louisa Dalton

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Louisa Mae Dalton
Home State: Georgia
Birthday: April 25, 1978
Sun Sign: Taurus
Virtue: Trustworthy
Vice: Stubborn
Occupation: Bouncer
Occasionally: Musician
Seeming: Ogre
Kiths: Troll, Hoofstomper, Thusser
Keeper: Master of Wine and Spirits
Title: Blackbird Bishop
Court: Summer (Mantle •••)
Goodwill: Dusk (•)
Striking Voice: Southern Honey ••
Siren Song: Unignorable, Distracting
Why We Go Where We Do
Georgia Native: Born and raised in Georgia, she might still be there were it not for complications, were it not for the looks on their faces.
Missing Person: Reported missing in 2003, she returned eight years later, tattered and changed, the center of the local spotlight for a while.
Journalist: Before she went missing, she was a journalist for a local paper. She hasn't felt the urge to return to her previous line of work.
Bouncer: Instead, she's taken to bouncing, enforcing a safe and enjoyable environment for bar and venue patrons. With only occasional violence.
Minotaur: Might have something to do with her Wyrd-ingrained urge to protect a place. She's got the horns and hooves which mark her mythical.
Musician: Sometimes, she might find herself on stage, too. She can play guitar alright, but it's her singing that really draws people in.
Unignorable Voice: Even when she's just speaking, that voice of hers is impossible to ignore. She very easily commands attention.
Steadfast Summer: She doesn't have much of a temper, but she's very good at dealing with those who do, stoic calm at the heart of the raging storm.
Wandering Bishop: She's been traveling up the east coast for a while now, helping others as she to find a place which fits like home used to.


What We Bring With Us
Blackbird Pendant: Always visible over her shirt, this hammered tin pendant identifies her as a Blackbird Bishop.
Floral Flask: She carries a pewter pocket flask engraved with floral patterns and filled with water. This is her Aspersorium.
Big Sword Hilt: Sometimes hidden, sometimes at her hip, she carries around a two-handed sword hilt which some might recognize as a token.


Those We Meet Along the Way
Gabe: A taste of home. Easy on the eyes.
Nathania: All the warmth of a fireplace in winter. Fellow Bishop.
Sid: Easy-going humor all tangled up in hurt. Fellow Bishop.


The Stories We Take Home
  • (2017.10.02)
Spontaneous Synod
  • (2018.06.06)
Bitty's Hospitality
  • (2018.06.16)
Trouble at the Wayhouse