Jornada del Muerto
Former biker turned priest
Name Scott Jennison Age 33 Virtue/Vice Faith/Greed Concept Former bad-boy turned priest Archetype Gatekeeper Threshold Prey (Primeval/Grave-Dirt) Attributes (Physical, Social, Mental) 60, 45, 45 (10xp banked in physical and social) Mental Physical Social ------ -------- ------ Intelligence •• Strength ••• Presence •• Wits •• Dexterity •• Manipulation •• Resolve ••• Stamina ••• Composure ••• Skills (Physical, Social, Mental) (78, 48, 27) (3xp banked in Mental) Mental Physical Social ------ -------- ------ Academics •• Athletics ••• Animal Ken Crafts • Brawl •••• Empathy •• Investigation Larceny •• Expression Medicine Firearms Intimidation ••• Occult • Drive •• Persuasion • Politics • Stealth Socialize Science Survival • Streetwise ••• Computer •• Weaponry •• Subterfuge Specialties Weaponry (Chains) Drive (Motorcycles) Academics (Religion) Brawl (Dirty Fighting) Merits Brawling Dodge (•) (2xp) Danger Sense (••) (6xp) Language (Spanish) (•) (2xp) Language (Latin) (•) (2xp) Iron Stomach (••) (6xp) Status (Clerical Standing) (••) (6xp) Resources (•••) (12xp) Contacts (Criminals, Clergy; ••) (6xp) Iron Stamina (•) (2xp) Advantages Health 8 Psyche 2 Plasm 6/18 Initiative 5 Size 5 Speed 10 Willpower 6 Defense 2 Morality 7 Keys Primeval Industrial Manifestations Oracle 2 Shroud 3 Boneyard 2 Phantasmal Boneyard (Wits+Animal Ken) Industrial Boneyard (Wits+Crafts) Experience Expenditures: CHARGEN XP -------------- ATTRIBUTES ----------- MENTAL Intellect 1 -> Intellect 2: 10xp Wits 1 -> Wits 2: 10xp Resolve 1-> Resolve 2: 10xp Resolve 2 -> Resolve 3: 15xp Total: 45xp PHYSICAL Strength 1 -> Strength 2: 10xp Strength 2 -> Strength 3: 15xp Dexterity 1 -> Dexterity 2: 10xp Stamina 1 -> Stamina 2: 10xp Stamina 2 -> Stamina 3: 15xp Total: 60xp (10xp unspent) SOCIAL Presence 1 -> Presence 2: 10xp Manipulation 1 -> Manipulation 2: 10xp Composure 1 -> Composure 2: 10xp Composure 2 -> Composure 3: 15xp Total: 45xp (10xp unspent) SKILLS ----------- MENTAL Academics 0 -> Academics 1: 3xp Academics 1 -> Academics 2: 6xp Crafts 0 -> Crafts 1: 3xp Occult 0 -> Occult 1: 3xp Politics 0 -> Politics 1: 3xp Computer 0 -> Computer 1: 3xp Computer 1 -> Computer 2: 6xp Total: 27xp (3xp unspent) PHYSICAL Athletics 0 -> Athletics 1: 3xp Athletics 1 -> Athletics 2: 6xp Athletics 2 -> Athletics 3: 9xp Brawl 0 -> Brawl 1: 3xp Brawl 1 -> Brawl 2: 6xp Brawl 2 -> Brawl 3: 9xp Brawl 3 -> Brawl 4: 12xp Larceny 0 -> Larceny 1: 3xp Larceny 1 -> Larceny 2: 6xp Drive 0 -> Drive 1: 3xp Drive 1 -> Drive 2: 6xp Survival 0 -> Survival 1: 3xp Weaponry 0 -> Weaponry 1: 3xp Weaponry 1 -> Weaponry 2: 6xp Total: 78xp SOCIAL Empathy 0 -> Empathy 1: 3xp Empathy 1 -> Empathy 2: 6xp Intimidation 0 -> Intimidation 1: 3xp Intimidation 1 -> Intimidation 2: 6xp Intimidation 2 -> Intimidation 3: 9xp Persuasion 0 -> Persuasion 1: 3xp Streetwise 0 -> Streetwise 1: 3xp Streetwise 1 -> Streetwise 2: 6xp Streetwise 2 -> Streetwise 3: 9xp Total: 48xp MERITS ----------- Brawling Dodge: (•) 2xp Danger Sense: (••) 6xp Language (Spanish) (•) 2xp Iron Stomach (•) 2xp Status (Clerical Standing) (••) 6xp Resources (•••) 12xp Contacts (••) 6xp Iron Stamina (•) 2xp Total: 32xp MORALITY XP: Language (Latin) 2xp Brawl (Fighting Dirty) 3xp POST-CHARGEN ---------- Max XP total: 51xp Current XP: 7xp Merits: Haunt Accessibility (•••) 12xp Manifestations: Shroud 0 -> Shroud 1 6xp Shroud 1 -> Shroud 2 12xp Shroud 2 -> Shroud 3 18xp
Scott Jennison was born September 1st, 1976, as Alan Johnson, to Alice Johnson, a single mother living in one of the many seedier neighborhoods of San Antonio’s south side. He was (luckily for him) an only child, and received much of his mother’s affection, when she could spare it between one of her many suitors for the position of step-dad, or the fact that she worked two jobs; one at a local used car dealership washing the cars, the other as an attendant at a small twenty-four hour diner.
He basically lived on his own by the time he was in middle school, just barely managing to not flunk out of it while making money any way he could; selling possessions he ‘found’ (like his mom’s stash of weed), bullying protection money out of other kids (and in one case, one of the more vulnerable teachers), that sort of thing. By the time he was in high-school he’d developed a reputation for being a punk even among punk kids, and it stuck for the rest of his time there.
Surprisingly enough for someone like him, he actually did graduate high school (barely). At this point, he had fallen in with a minor biker gang out of Floresville, a chapter of the Outlaws. By the time he hit patched membership, things had started going south with his mother; she’d been put into intensive care by the newest in a long line of abusive boyfriends, and would probably die of internal bleeding. Thankfully, the local chapter head looked favorably on family (and severing ties with them if possible), and let him go to see her.
When he arrived, he was practically a sobbing wreck, stumbling through the hospital, eventually making it to her room in time to see her breathe her last; she looked up at the doorway, smiled, and said: “God said hello, Alan.” before flatlining.
For the next 2 days, he spent his time drinking cheap alcohol in a gutter, sobbing. By the time he had returned to Floresville, he’d picked up a taste for the cheap stuff. He kept his addiction secret for as long as he could, never being much more than hung over during anything important (usually). Since that day, he always saw strange things at the edges of his vision; broken, battered, beaten people, phantom shattered bone fragments dancing in his eyes around the guys who’d end up getting beaten for not paying up.
This would go on for nearly 10 years, stealing and extorting from the locals, feuding with other bikers, internal conflicts, everything. And throughout it all, Alan lived in a haze, getting by day to day and fueling his habit with a significant amount of his earnings, living in a shitty apartment in a shitty neighborhood. He might as well have been a probationary member after some of the shit he pulled during a racketeering job (punched a couple guys, started problems and lost them customers to competition).
Finally, he came to a realization: he doesn’t want to die like this, alone in a biker gang that doesn’t need him and thinks him a piece of shit burden. He resolved to get clean, try to fix things. He’d always had a small bit of faith, barely a match in the darkness of his life, but it was there. He got out fairly clean from the gang, taking the profits of a smash-n-grab job with him to fund his rehab up in Austin, acting under an assumed name; Scott Jennison.
It took him a year, but he got clean. Next step? Seminary school. He started out at a shitty community college in Dallas, eventually moving to the Southwest Baptist Theological Seminary to finish out his time. He’d never been too keen on the books as a kid, but a newfound conviction overtook him, driving him to do this. He graduated (again, barely; despite his attempts he was never the best at this shit), becoming an ordained priest of the Baptist congregation in San Clemente. He’s been there a few months, made decent contacts with some of the less righteous who need his counsel, and with his flock. He still lives under his assumed name.