The Explorer

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Healing Hand


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It's a colorful, sensual world. Inspiration is everywhere -- in connections with other people, in ideas, in reinvention of self and of perspective. Live in the now, shape your own destiny, and never give up searching for new ways to push your passions and experience new things. Take risks and see the possibilities that abound everywhere you look. Take the road less-traveled. Or the road well-traveled. Boldly go wherever the fuck you want, because life isn't worth living unless it's been thoroughly explored.

You want to see everything and go everywhere. Curiosity drives you, and often it drives you into ditches filled with bad stuff, but that's just called the scenic route.

Current Role


She didn't start life out as Kat. In actuality, her parents had given her the name 'Kaethe,' meaning 'Pure,' when she came into the world at the Sanctuary. And pure she was. It wasn't until later, when her younger sibling took up the mantle of Kitten and built a reputation for themselves, that people started referring to her as, simply, 'Kat'. Some part of her was sufficiently amused to allow it to continue, and soon enough, it stuck.

Initially placed as a Meanie among the Fortunate, she picked up skills like cooking and sewing, and loved to dance. Her gentle and carefree nature drew people to her, and she easily made friends. When Kitten began to occasionally cough up blood, however, there was some concern that their condition might be hereditary. She had a keen and inquisitive mind, and the Savvy were more than happy to welcome her into their ranks.

For her part, she was delighted at the chance to learn and grow and, like the plants she and the other Greenthumbs cared for in the hydroponic fields, she flourished in her new role. Kat took particular interest in the uses for various plants beyond simple nourishment, especially those with medicinal properties. It was little surprise, therefore, that she set her path toward becoming a Healing Hand, the day she turned fourteen.

Now, she tends to the sick and injured, serves as a midwife when needed, and thrives on opportunities to accompany parties on trips outside the Sanctuary. On top of that, she's quite devoted to her curative research, and still cultivates a collection of medicinal plants for use in her healing arts.

Previous Roles


Maya Chevalier (Alien Mutation)

Growing up as a sick kid in various hospitals and facilities, you used to spend hours at a telescope, looking at the stars and making up adventures for each. When a cure for your condition became available in late adolescence, you realized those dreams could come true. You learned to fly, to navigate, to run power loaders and repair ships - anything and everything you could to be useful on a crew. Now you're a senior partner on the Hephaestus, the lead mechanic, and First Officer. With the Captain getting increasingly crabby and threatening to cash out like the long-time navigator and former FO did just recently, you could potentially be up for the captain's chair. But many of the crew are thinking of cashing out, too, and that would bring the whole thing to an end. You'd have to go corporate. Only Hartmann seems adamant about keeping the Heph alive. He's your best bet.


Llesenia Santi (Prosperity's Price)

There's something fascinating about gypsies: their proud independence, their freedom to wander, the mystery which seems to hang about them. There is the uncanny feeling that they possess forgotten arts. It's inarguably alluring. Jack Hargreave did not attempt to argue; when the Gitano band rolled into Prosperity and one of its young women caught his eye, he went after her with all the swagger and charm he could ooze. Llesenia was the inevitable result, and as soon as the pregnancy was discovered, Jack was... firmly convinced, by way of sharp weapons and an even more ominous threat of a curse, to support both mother and child. Llesenia (pronounced 'yeh-SEH-nia') grew to be every bit as independent, intuitive and artlessly sensual as her mother, with an impulsive streak and a yearning for adventure that can, at times, land her in a bit of a bind.


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Misty Alvarez (Slasher)

Born in Wyoming, she grew up on a ranch with endless wilderness as her backyard. Her rancher father raised his only child like a tomboy, teaching her to hunt, shoot, ride horses and survive off the land. As she got older, hiking and camping trips on her own or with friends became common. She was never content to sit still or stay in one place.

When college came around, she went first to UO, where she studied photography and planned to be a scenic photographer. A relationship that turned sour and her nagging wanderlust caused an abrupt upheaval when she was accepted into the prestigious Cal Arts Institute. She fell in with the film majors, learned set design and changed her plan to become a location director, scouting out great places for film and television to shoot. It was her familiarity with the Oregon wilds that led the group to choose the island lodge and woods around the lake as a location for their senior film.


Artemis (Carnival)

Coming to America

"The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Long, long before the first Grecian boot was planted upon the shores of the New World, the seeds of belief had been scattered upon the winds, carrying Artemis beyond the boundaries of the lands in which she had been born. To the islands of Samos, of Icaria and Crete. Across the Aegean to the lands then called Anatolia, which comprised much of what is known as Turkey, today. Her followers brought her with them further still, spreading into Scythia to the East, and delving deeper into the Roman Empire to the West. To Gaul, then South into Iberia. It was from here, ultimately, that her people would first sail across the vast ocean to the distant shores of what is now called America.

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The Narváez expedition brought Don Theodoro to Florida in 1528, and when his Christian god did not come to his salvation as the crew steadily died off to attacks from the indigenous peoples, disease, and starvation, he reached out to those brethren of Artemis to whom his ancestors had wisely paid worship. It was not Artemis herself who came to ease his passing; her interest was not sufficiently ensnared until decades later. A Greek captain named Ioannis Fokas -- Juan de Fuca to the Spaniards with whom he sailed -- set out to discover the fabled Strait of Anián, a sea route linking the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans.

His first voyage in 1587 met with disaster early on, when the Santa Ana and her companion ship, the San Francisco, encountered a typhoon on leaving the Philippines. Many travelers would offer up prayers to Artemis even then, for fair weather on their journeys. De Fuca was one of these. While both ships were wrecked on the coast of Japan, only his vessel, the Santa Ana, was salvageable with no lives lost. Curious now, as the crew's composition now included peoples of distant lands with which she had no experience or sway, Artemis watched as the Santa Ana continued on toward the western coast of the New World. As the English privateer Thomas Cavendish met them on approach to Cape San Lucas on the Baja Peninsula, and attacked. As de Fuca and his men were set ashore, far from their intended destination of Acapulco.

The burning Santa Ana was looted, then left to sink. Standing atop a rocky promontory with her golden bow, Artemis intervened once more, sending winds to guide the faltering vessel to shore and rains to put out the flames. A few of the men spotted her, and when they finally managed to limp the ship to Acapulco, the tale was spread. The seeds were sown. Artemis had come to America.


Mira Chevalier-Colby (Project Icarus)

Mining. It's in her blood. A hundred years ago, Mira's great-great-grandmother captained the final haul of the USCSS Hephaestus' crew, and their heroism saved the lives of dozens of people who lived and worked on Tenochtitlan Station when catastrophe struck. Including her great-great-grandfather, as it turned out.

Mira grew up on those stories. True, the details have gone blurry over the century that's passed since, and alterations — intentional and otherwise — have been made to the tale with each retelling. If anything, though, those changes only stamped the epic romance and selfless heroism of her ancestors that much more vibrantly in her young mind.

So it's little surprise that Mira has decided to follow in her idol's footsteps. Not to the letter, mind — Mira has no interest in positions of leadership. Those tend to involve paperwork and politics and bullshit. No, she wants the thrill of discovery, the rush of exploring places she's never been, and the general satisfaction of working not only with her mind, but her hands, too.

Exploration Geology fit the bill. A career that often requires extended travel, working and sometimes living outdoors in any climate, and in defiance of the weather. Hiking, carrying equipment and rock samples, scouting potential locations for mining operations and finding the best places with the richest deposits. It's a dream job for someone like her, really.

When news of the opportunity to join the Project Icarus team filtered down through Penumbra's ranks, she was one of the first to sign on. And, for a change, it turns out that she'll be working on the same project as one of her spouses, for a change. Not that she knows it yet, but her other, long-estranged spouse will be right there on the asteroid, too. Buckle in, Mira. The world's about to flip on its ear.


Thea Marchant (Bonds of Blood)

The 'middle child' of the Marchant triplets, Thea finds herself in between a Wild Child and a Black Sheep. She adores her siblings and, naturally, shares quite a few similarities with them. On the other hand, she at least tries to emulate those qualities her parents expect of their children. Mostly. Okay, mainly just when they -- or those who report to them -- are watching.

She, like Mona and Jade, is deeply involved in the arts. She caved to their mother's insistence that at least one of them train in classical dance, though she's quietly broadened her repertoire to include styles beyond just ballet. She loves theater, though her singing voice could use some training — a friend) is helping her with that one, on the down-low. College in NYC is the goal, and she may very well find herself joining her oft-leading man, Zane Bloomquist, at Juilliard. Broadway seems the likeliest destination for her, and her adventurous spirit has zero objections to the prospect.

She's gained something of a reputation as an ingenue, perhaps in part due to her tendency to be cast as such in plays and musicals. Truth told, this suits her fine. It allows her to fly under the radar in many situations, and makes for that much more dramatic a contrast when her claws do come out. Let the world think she's endearingly innocent; those closest to her recognize her unquenchable spirit, accept her for who she truly is, and know that she's anything but weak.

Previous Incarnations


The Explorer (1)

You've heard the rumors about that particular island being cursed and wanted to check it out. Rich kids throwing a festival there made it even better.

You want to see everything and go everywhere. Curiosity drives you, and often it drives you into ditches filled with bad stuff, but that's just called the scenic route.



Isidora Moretti (Isle of Dread)

So you were going to backpack across Europe for six months before starting college in Spring. Several years later, you're still backpacking, but not just Europe - South America, parts of Asia, and now the Pacific islands. Your family was pissed at first, but they got over it. You pick up work wherever you go, make some money writing travel articles for various websites, and never bug your parents to send you cash, so they've chilled out. You're doing what you want to do on your own terms. Who can say that?

You planned to visit the Gray Island anyway, but when you heard there was some one percent, trust fund baby shindig going on you bumped up your plans. That island has been empty for a few hundred years after the only village on it was murdered entirely and the holy site wrecked. You thought it might make a fascinating piece on colonial atrocities, but this festival jumped the shark and you're all-in. NYT Best Seller, here we come! Oh. Yeah. You don't technically have a ticket. Ten grand?! Who spends that on something like this?