Born Josie Anne Granger, but later renamed Josie Anne Pervert she is 154 years old though looks to be in her late teens, her red hair is tied into a ponytail and her green eyes are wary. Dressed in black jeans and a white tee-shirt she seems way too young to be allowed into a NiteClub. Over her left shoulder she carries a black leather backpack. Slung over her right arm is a long black coat. She stands 5’7 and weighs 64 kg. No weapons are visible. Many have said she closely resembles Heather Graham. Recent changes have left her renamed Josie Anne MacTaggart and adopted into Clan Brujah.
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Email Josie at gangrel_josie@hotmail.com
I was born in a small village near Dublin in the year 1847 to Conor and Asiling Granger, My father was Lord of the area and my mother was lady of the house and looked after me and my three older brothers. My brothers Liam, Cormack and Diarmid were all older then me in many years. Liam the eldest was nearly 12 when I was born and the twins Cormack and Diarmid were ten. I grew up mostly alone in my childhood and my brothers were soon off and being trained as warriors and they were trained by the best guards. At the age of ten My father died from a fever and my mother was left with three grown sons all married and living their own lives and me. A small child of ten with bright green eyes and unruly red hair that I never brushed. My oldest Brother Liam took over the job of being lord and he did it well. I had grown up allowed to run as free as I had liked for my father had loved me as surely as he had loved his sons. When I was 11 I happened to meet a young woman just on dusk walking into out village. She was a maid for a lady and a lord who were travelling through the area. They had been delayed when their carriage had broken a wheel and She: Saran had been sent on to look for lodgings. I took her to my brother and he immediately sent out people to help the stranded nobles and offered them lodgings within our Castle. The Lord and lady seemed to me to be strange but I ignored them as I was young enough to slip out of the hall after dinner (At which they didn’t eat) and it went unnoticed, or well so I thought. At the dinner all my brothers and their wives and children were present as well as my mother. It seemed that My mother knew them, a distant relative the Lord was and she seemed honoured that he was there but still I didn’t pay attention. This was to cause my down fall into what I became later on. I snuck out of the dinning hall determined as I had been since my father’s death that my nightly walks would continue no matter how much effort my brother and Mother put into trying to rein me in.I was sitting in a tree when I heard footsteps on the path in the gardens. Hanging upside down like a bat I watched the Woman, Lady Tiantha and my brother Liam walk towards my tree. What happened then astounded me and I still have nightmares at the way she killed him, ruthlessly and the blood everywhere. My first reaction was to scream but somehow I managed not to. Leaving my brothers lifeless body on the ground the woman strode back into the hall and for over another half an hour there were screams and shouts.A long while later I climbed down from my spot and avoiding my brothers body I made my way stealthily as possible to the hall. The sight that met my eyes was one of blood and gore. I walked through the corpses towards the main table where my mother’s headless body was laying across it with my family strew about her. Where were the people who had done this and why? I stood still when I heard his voice. The Lord who had been with the Lady. I turned and looked at him as he moved through the tables“Ah Josie. So there you are I was wondering if she had found you when you went outside.” He stopped in front of me and as an 11yr old the feeling of being small was really hitting me. I took a step back only to feel someone behind me. Her. Pinned between them I was feeling very scared. He knelt in front of me and placed a cold hand on my cheek. His eyes bore into mine and The lady walked around to stand behind him.“Kill her Jacques she is after all a member of Asiling’s family that has disrespected the rules you lay down a century ago.” “She will not be killed Tiantha .. she will grow up and one day when I chose the time she will join us.”The words were so final and he then stood and walked to the door with her in tow I just stood there until their maid stepped up to me and led me up to my room. The next morning when I woke everything had been cleaned and all the bodies were gone. Saran had packed everything I owned and everything my parents and family had owned was now owned by Jacques and Tiantha. The next few weeks I travelled with them and The only person I saw during the day was their coachman and Saran. After three weeks we arrived in a large city in the south of Ireland and their own estate on the outskirts of the city.When we got there I was assigned a chamber and the next morning when I woke I explored the castle and later that day Jacques began my training. I was trained in Athletics and Swords with four other people all around my age, there was Salem a girl of 12 who shared my colouring and we grew to be fast friends, there was Marcus a boy of 14 summers and his friend Craig a boy of 15 and little Heloma a girl of 13. Little did I know that one by one we would all be a family though some's blood would bind them closer to some then to the others. The five of us trained together until Craig’s 17th birthday. On that day he was embraced by Jacques. One by one we were all embraced.. Marcus by Jacques, Salem by Tiantha, Heloma by Tiantha and myself by Jacques. There was one more that came in my twelfth year and he was eventually embraced by Tiantha, his name was Conor. Each of us spent 5 decades in training in our Childer.. after Craig was embraced we had moved to France and there we lived until we were freed from our Childer. I remember little about my embrace, pain and blood mainly and waking the next morning to find my older ‘brothers’ sitting beside me waiting. Craig was the one to explain things more fully then Jacques had ever explained them to me before the embrace, Marcus was there also watching and waiting to help me with the change. The three of us found our selves pitted against the Childer of Tiantha often in mock battles but the rift created by blood would separate the friends that had been made during our training and childhood. Salem and Myself grew apart the moment Jacques announced that he would be my sire. It was as if it was a contest and looking back maybe it was.. Jacques Vs his lover Tiantha. And after his 50 years was up Craig left us to make his way in the world, and I haven’t seen him since. Marcus left next and then Heloma, leaving Salem, Conor and myself to fight our way through the mock battles. Without my brothers I felt lost and after Salem went I knew that I should stay and work with my sire. After my fifty years I stayed on for another fifty and worked close with my sire, I only ever had contact with Salem and Conor after they left and I have kept my eye out for my ‘brothers’ in my travels. After fifty years in the service of my sire I severed my ties and committed myself to working for the Camarilla. I followed this path for many years often finding myself doing things for the princes of the various cities that I lived in. Eventually I met back up with my sire and his lover Tiantha, with whom I have never gotten along with nor would I ever in her unlife. This meeting proved to get me involved with a sect that never had I ever dreamed I would get involved with. I wasn’t even thinking when I sat down in a bar and got myself involved in the Sabbat. I had a simple job.. get to the temple.. get the object and take it to the prince. Simple right? Yeah how much trouble could Josie get into? LOTS. I was .. ok… intrigued.. seduced.. whatever… by A Sabbat vampire.. you know the typical bad boy vampire. Evil in everyway.. and me.. well I had lost all faith in the camarilla a long time ago and was only working for the money and the fact that I had no where else to go really and found myself in bed and involved with him. The job still had to be done and I somehow managed to pull of the heist under his nose and eventually I managed to put the object back so that the only ones who got ripped off were the camarilla and my sire. Brilliant. So now I am in deep shit and trying to keep alive. After joining the pack (which for the sake of peoples stomachs I won’t delve into HOW I got into the pack) I had it out with Tiantha. Killed her and took her blood. Now I am dodging my sire and her Childer. Salem won’t be a problem… Heloma might be.. because like my ‘brothers’ I haven’t seen her in almost a century. Conor… now he was easy fixed.. the youngest and the one who I know I can beat. He won’t come after me.. he died shortly after Tiantha. So now I have to kill my sire and Heloma… and if Salem wants a fight I shall kill her as well. As for my brothers.. well what they don’t know.. won’t kill me.
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