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PC - do you have my version of Camille? My work PC was upgraded just before Gencon, and it seems that that was the only place that I kept the final version of my character sheet. So if you could post it, that would be cool.
My Camille was much more of a con woman than Orchid Blossom's. She had pretty much gone over to the dark side, though she hadn't done anything too terrible (other than letting Edward Granby think she had died in the Zeppelin bombings of London). Her explanation for learning braille was that the medium from whom she learned how to fake a seance used braille "cheat cards" so that she could refer to notes during seances in darkened rooms...
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Camille Bellamont, maid (and amateur spiritualist) The year is 1921.
1. You started life as an Englishwoman named "Cassie Bluth," and
now you're calling yourself "Camille Bellamont" and pretending to be French. How many times have you changed identities?
Twice – once right after running away, taking on the identity of Christy Benchley, a British army nurse (abandonded shortly a year or so into the war), and the second time right around 1918, becoming Camille Bellamont.
2. What really caused your younger brother to become so sick?
During the Battle of the Somme, an explosion near his trench caused the dirt wall to collapse, burying him alive under a cascade of mud and dead comrades. He was the only one pulled out alive, but he’s never been quite right since, physically or otherwise.
3. As a teenager, what happened to make you run away from home?
In 1914, I was hoping to experience a little danger and excitement, and joined up with the Royal Air Force as a nurse. I was a year or so too young, hence the first identity change and running away.
4. How did you learn how to pretend to be a psychic?
After conning my way into the RAF as a nurse, and then leaving that identity when the base was bombed by Zeppelins, I worked briefly in the home of a French Diplomat, who was extremely superstitious, and had a tarot reader/psychic that he would consult on a regular basis. I picked up the basics there, and then manouevered my way into the Diplomat’s confidences, since my predictions were always more flattering and catered to his expectations.
5. Once you've conned Mrs. Finchley out of her estate, how do you plan to spend it?
On a fine home in the South of France, far from England and its cold, dreary weather. Somewhere warm and full of joie de vivre. And lots of vacationing rich people, ready for the conning.
6. What's the best lie you've ever told?
The best one was the letter I write to Edward, ostensibly from a close (but non-existent friend of Cassie’s) telling him of her death via German bomb. Quite the work of fiction. I may try my hand at mystery-writing in my imminent retirement.
7. In your role as Mrs. Finchley's maid, what task do you hate the most?
Making her tea. I always hated tea; the smell of it, the way she needs exactly so many lumps of sugar. I’m always tempted... One lump of rat poison, or two?
8. You left your fiancée Edward during the Great War, when he was away stationed in France. Why, and how, did you end the engagement?
Edward was stodgy, and boring. Even his letters about the war were dull. I let him believe that Cassie Bluth was blown up in a Zeppelin raid on London.
9. What scares you the most?
Being completely in the dark, without any light at all.
10. What are you looking forward to?
Being able to retire a rich woman, hopefully very soon.
11. What is your deepest secret?
I fear that one of my bogus readings for the French Diplomat was responsible for my brother’s unit being in place for the explosion that buried him alive.
12. You know in your heart that spiritualism is rubbish, but you did have one experience that could have been supernatural. What was it?
The night that my brother was buried alive, I was fooling around with the Diplomat’s old psychic’s Tarot cards, saying people’s names and fling them at the wall. When I said my brothers name, the card that came up was Death. The next day, I received word of what his mishap.
13. How did you learn to read Braille?
It’s self taught. When I do a séance, I need to keep my eyes closed, and the room is very dark. I keep notes of important things typed out in braille so that I can keep my stories straight and refer to them in the middle of seances without anyone noticing. If we’re joining hands, I’ll have the people to either side of me close the loop, so that I can get at least one hand free to “read” my notes. I take special care that no one ever sees those notes, though if they did, I would say that I had a blind brother in France, and I learned from him. That always ratchets up the sympathy levels.[/sblock]
My Camille was much more of a con woman than Orchid Blossom's. She had pretty much gone over to the dark side, though she hadn't done anything too terrible (other than letting Edward Granby think she had died in the Zeppelin bombings of London). Her explanation for learning braille was that the medium from whom she learned how to fake a seance used braille "cheat cards" so that she could refer to notes during seances in darkened rooms...
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Camille Bellamont, maid (and amateur spiritualist) The year is 1921.
1. You started life as an Englishwoman named "Cassie Bluth," and
now you're calling yourself "Camille Bellamont" and pretending to be French. How many times have you changed identities?
Twice – once right after running away, taking on the identity of Christy Benchley, a British army nurse (abandonded shortly a year or so into the war), and the second time right around 1918, becoming Camille Bellamont.
2. What really caused your younger brother to become so sick?
During the Battle of the Somme, an explosion near his trench caused the dirt wall to collapse, burying him alive under a cascade of mud and dead comrades. He was the only one pulled out alive, but he’s never been quite right since, physically or otherwise.
3. As a teenager, what happened to make you run away from home?
In 1914, I was hoping to experience a little danger and excitement, and joined up with the Royal Air Force as a nurse. I was a year or so too young, hence the first identity change and running away.
4. How did you learn how to pretend to be a psychic?
After conning my way into the RAF as a nurse, and then leaving that identity when the base was bombed by Zeppelins, I worked briefly in the home of a French Diplomat, who was extremely superstitious, and had a tarot reader/psychic that he would consult on a regular basis. I picked up the basics there, and then manouevered my way into the Diplomat’s confidences, since my predictions were always more flattering and catered to his expectations.
5. Once you've conned Mrs. Finchley out of her estate, how do you plan to spend it?
On a fine home in the South of France, far from England and its cold, dreary weather. Somewhere warm and full of joie de vivre. And lots of vacationing rich people, ready for the conning.
6. What's the best lie you've ever told?
The best one was the letter I write to Edward, ostensibly from a close (but non-existent friend of Cassie’s) telling him of her death via German bomb. Quite the work of fiction. I may try my hand at mystery-writing in my imminent retirement.
7. In your role as Mrs. Finchley's maid, what task do you hate the most?
Making her tea. I always hated tea; the smell of it, the way she needs exactly so many lumps of sugar. I’m always tempted... One lump of rat poison, or two?
8. You left your fiancée Edward during the Great War, when he was away stationed in France. Why, and how, did you end the engagement?
Edward was stodgy, and boring. Even his letters about the war were dull. I let him believe that Cassie Bluth was blown up in a Zeppelin raid on London.
9. What scares you the most?
Being completely in the dark, without any light at all.
10. What are you looking forward to?
Being able to retire a rich woman, hopefully very soon.
11. What is your deepest secret?
I fear that one of my bogus readings for the French Diplomat was responsible for my brother’s unit being in place for the explosion that buried him alive.
12. You know in your heart that spiritualism is rubbish, but you did have one experience that could have been supernatural. What was it?
The night that my brother was buried alive, I was fooling around with the Diplomat’s old psychic’s Tarot cards, saying people’s names and fling them at the wall. When I said my brothers name, the card that came up was Death. The next day, I received word of what his mishap.
13. How did you learn to read Braille?
It’s self taught. When I do a séance, I need to keep my eyes closed, and the room is very dark. I keep notes of important things typed out in braille so that I can keep my stories straight and refer to them in the middle of seances without anyone noticing. If we’re joining hands, I’ll have the people to either side of me close the loop, so that I can get at least one hand free to “read” my notes. I take special care that no one ever sees those notes, though if they did, I would say that I had a blind brother in France, and I learned from him. That always ratchets up the sympathy levels.[/sblock]
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I just mean that I was a bit afraid that Franny, Corky, or both would wind up being somehow incredibly evil, conniving, and backstabbing 
