PC Jynx
Name:
Jynx
As Portrayed By:
Allie
Sire:
The Hanged Man
Clan:
Gangrel
Alignment:
Anarch
Domain:
Toronto, Canada
Info:
Jynx doesn't recall much of her mortal life, owing to her traumatic embrace. Set upon by a pack of bestial vampires, her and the group she was with were drained and buried "alive," left to rot. Several survived however, fueled by the miniscule droplets of vitae wetting the loose soil above. Clawing their way up and out of their unwarranted grave, they were greeted by the crazed Cainites from before. But rather than repeat their attack, they stood motionless, as their "ductus" — an anachronistic looking man wearing a noose — explained the situation. But Jynx's life in the Sabbat was short-lived, as is the case with most shovelheads. She however had the good fortune of making it out alive — or rather, undead — following an assault by roving Anarchs, which left her pack decimated and her ductus in the wind. The leader of the Anarch coterie, Blooper, took pity on Jynx and her situation.
Now Jynx lives her life on the open asphalt, just her and her motorcycle. She started out doing odd jobs here and there for any Kindred of status who would pay, but after proving herself to Blooper, she officially became part of his gang of motorcycle curriers. They rode the Goblin Roads between cities for this Prince, or that Baron. It payed well and she built a strong bond with the pack; together they ruled the road.
One night Jynx and her pack took a job from a new client, though it seemed sketchy, the pay was too good to pass up. They went to the rendezvous point but instead of meeting the client's contact they were ambushed by a lupine... or was it a whole pack? It happened so fast, Jynx can't remember much, only her entire coterie falling. Her pack mate and long-time lover Blooper sacrificed himself so that Jynx could escape, speeding back towards the city with a chipped werewolf tooth in her shoulder and bloody tears streaking down her face. Jynx never could find that client again and she's spent every night searching for clues about what really went down. She maintained her currier profession, often trading risky jobs for info that might lead to the client and the truth about the incident.