Cordelia Harper

'Cordite'

Played by: Syrmaticus

INFORMATION

Mortal bee, female, 23

Aliases: Cor
Nationality: British
Residence: London, United Kingdom
Employer: Mag-314 Solutions
Function: Administrative Assistant
Twitter: @lilcordite

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• Appearance •

• Personality •

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• OOC Notes •

Had Cordelia never been sucked into the secret world, she would most assuredly have lived and died completely unknown -- just another number in the London census. There is little about her prior to the dark days that would have set her apart from the rest of the middle-class throng: ironically, a throng she never considered herself part of.

An only child, living by herself after her parents' passing, she scraped through college before finding work as an admin assistant at a local web firm, Mag-314 Solutions. That sedate, obscure life ended with the Buzzing, the trauma and confusion of which drove her into the teeth of a battle between Templars and an End Times cult trying to unleash hellspawn into the Tube system. Trapped and panicking, she grabbed a fallen Templar's pistol and winged the cultists' leader, distracting him long enough for the Templars to turn the tide.

They whisked her away with them before the police arrived, and the rest is history. For her part, Cordelia has come to lean on the Templars as a crutch and a guiding light in the terrifying new world she has found herself a part of.

In her spare time, she enjoys reading and writing (especially poetry) and listening to music (stuff many would consider old-timey and 'granpappy', mostly).

Prior to enlisting with the Templars, she also took to indulging her interest in firearms at local shooting clubs, which earned her her nickname, 'Cordelia Cordite', from teasing co-workers -- and, unwittingly, gave her a glimpse of the rigorous combat training awaiting her as a Templar initiate.

Standing about 160cm tall, Cordelia is a slight, delicate-looking woman who could vanish quite easily in a crowd. She wears her dark blond hair to neck length, and no jewelry or ornaments except for a crucifix chain at times.

Many have remarked that the first thing they notice about her is her eyes, which a poetically inclined ex-colleague once likened to "Uncut sapphires long left / To mercy of wind and sand". They peer out at the world from behind plain square glasses: tired, unfocused, as if she is perpetually distracted by something only she can see.

Her 'street face' is one of blank, contemplative stillness, lips pulled into a long-suffering line.

Cordelia is the model of a stereotypical introvert: timid, awkward, conflict-averse and armed with an online persona far more outgoing and witty than she is.

Her reclusive lifestyle and lack of any real circle of friends have done no favors for either her understanding of the world or her interpersonal skills. Compounding this is an almost pathological shyness. She doesn't talk a lot, and when she does, it is often without much thought; surprise and even hurt tend to follow if others take offense.

Past all that, however, she is a good-hearted person who is always up for reaching out a helping hand -- that is, if she can push it past the social anxiety first.

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  The early days in Maine, before the uniform... when everything was a terror.

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  Kingsmouth's church was the only real safe haven on Solomon Island.

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  On watch duty at the Temple Club, where the greatest threat is jitters.

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  Boredom comes slowly in a place so full of pomp and posh.

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  New girl gets the stodgy headset, while the rest get fancy earpieces.

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  Patrol is tiring, especially with all that bulk on your head.

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  Knowledge, knowledge everywhere, and not a page to read.

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  "Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil..."

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  Not quite the stairway to heaven, but it's still quite a sight.

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  Working with the Met is nothing like how the TV shows put it. Nothing.

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  Solomon Island. Only not the first time... and not terrified anymore.

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  A nice touch of British civility in the middle of the Egyptian desert.

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  These sands have swallowed a lot. But they won't get this girl.

   Behind the character: I play weeknights and weekends, UTC+8. (Pretty weird timezone if you're in the US or UK, so should we ever meet in-game, let's celebrate!) Wasn't around for TSW, but I've RPed in other MMOs including LoTRO, GW2 and ESO. No specific preference for RP at the time of this writing, be it 'night at the bar' or 'open world adventure' or 'randos being rando' or what have you. Feel free to reach out in-game, or on my IC Twitter at @lilcordite! Thanks for reading.