Former police officer, turned PI
He will be viewing magic through the lens of Kabbalah (not the new age, but the real thing). Specializing in Spirit, Fate and /or Space.
After loosing his job for taking money from the wrong persons, DJ settled down as a private investigator. Loosing his apartment, sportscar and girl-friend (in that order) he began a new life Boston.
I will wirte-up a day in life for DJ and post it at the beginning of the next week
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Daniel Jacob Goldstein, PI
Gender: Male Age: 26
Hair: Short, Brown Eyes: Green Ht: 6'2'' Wt: 185 pounds
Virtue: Faith Vice: Greed
Mysterium
PHYSICAL(5) MENTAL(4) SOCIAL(3)
Strength : ** Intelligence : ** Presence : **
Dexterity : *** Wits : *** Manipulation : *
Stamina : *** Resolve : *** Composure : ***
Skills:
Mental (7)
Academics * (Kabbalah)
Computer *
Medicine *
Occult **
Investigation **
Physical (11)
Athletics *
Brawl **
Drive *
Firearms *** (pistol, lt.)
Larceny *
Stealth **
Weaponry * (knife)
Social (4)
Intimidation *
Persuasion *
Streetwise *
Subterfuge *
Merits (7):
Status 1 (PI), Language 2 (German, Ifrit), High Speech (bonus, Magical Tradition 2 (Kabbalah), Status 1 (Mysterium), Mentor 1
Health: 8
Willpower: 6
Wisdom: 7
Nimbus: Sacred Desert
Arcana (Prime & Space ruling, Death inferior)
Space 3
Prime 2
Spirit 1
Rotes
Twisting Threads / Untouchable (Space 2, Armor)
Nothing up my Sleeve / Apportation (Space 2)
Eye of the Magus / Supernatural Vision (Prime 1)
Analyze Enchanted Item / Artfact Hunt (Prime 1)
Mana 7
Size: 5 Speed: 10 Initiative: 6
Defense: 3 Armour: - (normally uses Untouchable)
Equipment (worn): light pistol, ammo, watch, clothing, poceket-knife.
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The only reason I became a PI was because I lost my police job.
My granddad was a cop, my father, my uncles, all cops. Back then, cops were the law and cops had respect. By the time I became a cop, it was a whole another game. Sensitivity classes, social working, civilian review board, police brutality suits, corruption…
Now, don’t get it wrong here, I wasn’t let go because I was crooked… ok, I was. I know it was foolish…
Thing is, being a PI wasn’t like being a cop. I used to love walking into a crime scene and trying to figure out what happened. As a PI, all you do is sleazy spy work, like trailing lying spouses getting a little extra on the side. That work gets old fast.
The car is a nice green metallic American Sedan badly in need of a wash.
Will add more later.