Alexandra Catherina Moorland<br/>Scion of Bastet<br/>Magic and relic hunter<br/>Virtue of Vengeance and conviction<br/>Nature: rogue<br/><br/>Lord Richard Moorland was the youngest son, and N’er-do-well, of an English baron. Lord Richard traveled the world having adventures and gambling, meeting all sorts of ‘folks’ and building contacts from Bombay to New York. It was while in Egypt that he had what would become his biggest adventure and gamble.<br/>Playing in a high stakes card game Richard became aware of the ancient relics being offered to cover the bets. Though most thought that he had no idea of honor, Richard in fact had a very strong sense of conviction and used his card skills to claim as many of the relics as he could. Leaving the Russian lord and his servants in disarray he fled the city carrying the items deep into the desert in hopes of returning them somehow.<br/>Alone and near death one night a woman walked out of dunes to stand over him, cat headed and beautiful. Richard, who knew things, realized he was in the present of Bastet. Thinking he was dead he offered the items and just requested his family be told of his efforts.<br/>A week later Richard awoke in Cairo dazed, half remembered nights of passion and healing in his head.<br/>Some months past as Richard rebuilt his stake and was about to leave the lands of the pharaohs, when at dawn Bastet again appeared to him. Handing him a new born baby girl, wrapped in cotton, golden hair and pale skin, “this is your Daughter, raise her well, teach her your skills and values, she can walk places the children of the pharaohs cannot, one day I will come for her and teach her what her bloodline can do… till then, my knight, watch over her and love her as I do.”<br/>With that the Queen of the cats, goddess Bastet vanished, leaving behind the stunned gentleman and the now awake baby girl in his arms.<br/><br/>So began the life of Alexandra, “ally” or “kitten” to her father, “Alex” to most others. Traveling the world she learned at her father’s elbow, cards and other games, how to read a person by his ticks and quirks. How honor and conviction were as important as the bluff.<br/>As they travelled Lord Richard became well known among those that were true poker players. Building contacts from Bombay to New York, winning, lossing ... living Life.<br/><br/>Alex learned many things while traveling, she spoke and read several languages, learned all about the fences and con men that traveled in the same circles her father did and how to tell the good from the bad. On one trip she learned to fight in a strange style part dance part art, taught to her by an aged black servant that claimed to owe her mother, capoeira helped her train her body as well as her mind and lift with dance. She learned her father took a dim view on cheaters, even though he could have shown them all up, it was after all skill and luck that won a hand not cheating. She watched as he used his skills to sew vengeance on those he deemed deserving and helped those in need.<br/>Rules often just got in the way and were oft times ignored as long as the ‘righteousness’ of the action was proper.<br/><br/>Alex and her father had traveled to the new world and were on a river boat when she turned 16. It was there that everything came apart. Three men at a table became convinced her father had cheated, drunk, they had lost their money, the ghost rock they carried and their pride and before anyone could react all three attacked Lord Richard, killing him in front of Alex. Grabbing the sobbing girl as they fought their way from the boat they plunged into the deep river and swam dragging her along. Reaching the shore they each took their turn with the girl and left not thinking any more on the subject.<br/><br/>Alex survived and woke filled with a fire deep and powerful. Making her way back to the river boat she gathered up what remained of the family wealth and set out. It took her 18 months to find each of the three men. Using abilities she barely recognized, she killed the first, with a knife in the back, as he left a brothel in New Orleans. The second she tracked to a cattle drive near Kansas City, leaving him hanging at the end of a rope. The third was the roughest, she allowed herself to again be in his hands, to be ravaged by him, this time she was ready and as he thrust into her, she drove her hair needles into each eye, fighting to survive as her tried to straggle her till his breath stilled. Finally rolling over, covered in the man’s blood with part of him still thrust deep into her, she felt a freedom and stillness then nearly jumped as the woman’s voice spoke.<br/><br/>“Well done my daughter, I see that you have already begun to learn what are your birthright and the power that goes with it. I am called Bastet and am your mother and come to teach you”<br/><br/>Alex left and by the time she was 18, she was in Egypt. Learning at her mother’s side, she began to understand things. She came to see the world and the conflict and though she felt proud to be Bastet’s daughter she also came to realize how staid and closed off most of the Egyptian gods were.<br/>Her mother gifted her with items to help her missions...smokey lensed spectcles, a golden ring and an hour glass full of the sand of the deep desert her final gift was a rare egyptian mou cat. named Pharaoh who would act as a gudie and companion. As she learned with her mother she met several other scions of the gods and had 2 affairs that have left her very curiuos about sex and all its possibilties<br/>Heading back to the new world with instructions to watch and help the mortals for the unnamed titan that had tricked the natives, though dreaming was influencing and forcing things. It was her duty to stop it and to stop the spread of unholy magic and find the relics lost and stolen and in the hands of those unworthy.<br/><br/><br/>So she had headed back to the new world. A world filled with conflict and danger. North vers South, Indian vers the white man, fear and horror stalking all and as she stood on the docks of New Orleans , now the age of 21, she knew she was ready for the biggest gamble yet...that of being a scion.