My name is Abigail Grace Watson. I was born with a curious and questioning mind...what some might refer to as nosy...but to each his own. I am often found off to myself, studying the minute details of a scene. I am deadly with a pistol and mine is never far from my side (my left side, to be exact - which often throws off the villains that would accost me - much to my infinite amusement). Always being fond of science, I keep at ready an arsenal of elixirs, herbs, tinctures and poultices that are helpful in most situations. My journal is my constant companion and I keep a thorough record of everything that I encounter.
I am currently a detective/adventurer who joined S.T.E.A.M. (the Society of Time Travelers, Explorers, Adventurers and Mystics) in their quest to rid the world of those beasties that some dare not even whisper about.
A gentle caretake of the Ebony Mansion, his home and place of employ. Directed by Bishop Twilight, who is a mysterious and aloof dispenser of instruction into Mr. Hydes world.
Mr. Hyde is a third generation employee of the Bishop. Paying off a long standing debt which is not discussed in the public eye.
Ebony Manor is a spectral location found between realms. Not in the land of the physical and yet not in the aspect of the metaphysical. It is designed to house, and contain those beings and creatures which do not belong in the world of the Mundane. It is not a prison, but a refuge from those who would cause harm to the mysterious beings often brought to the manor for safe keeping.
Mr Hyde is the caretaker of these entities. Gentle by nature and understanding.
His tasks often involve lengthy travel outside of the manor in search of new “residents” and his commission is to return those he comes into contact with back to the manor.
Never underestimate Mr Hydes point of observation, he may seem like a simple being, but his insight and strengths are many. He keeps with him 3 keys. Each on for a different task. One will open a dimensional vortex leading back to the Manor. One will open a vortex to safely carry whom ever passes through back to the last place of safety. And the final key is unknown and comes with the warning to never use, unless told explicitly to do so.
Mr Hyde also is a collector of unique equipment. He often carries a small vial of what appears to be sand, and yet upon agitation of the vial, it glows brightly. He has come by this artifact by collection what he refers to as “fairy dust” from key members of the Manor Residents.
Hugo has an infatuation with keys but with good reason. Every key opens into the unknown or forbidden. When Hugo took over the responsibilities of the ebony manor from his father he was presented the keys. He remembers watching his father with the keys. How his father watched over, protected and even respected the keys. Most of the keys are for guest and resident's rooms as well as various other rooms in and around the manor's grounds. There are the special keys known as the colored keys. Red- opens any door directly into ebony manor. White- opens any door into a vortex that will take Hugo and any friends to the last place of safety. Red- this key is an enigma. It is never to be used. Only the bishop knows what happens if it is used. Hugo values and protects these keys with his life. If any key is attempted to be stolen it will leave a brand that looks like a key permanently on the thief's palm.
Beast is the guard dog of the ebony manor and also the grounds. He is an Irish wolf hound that came to the manor as a pup when Hugo was 7. He grew into an adult dog but stopped aging do to the location of the manor.
Lore is what is commonly referred to as a slender man. His clan was here before light touched the earth. The only thing the slender man think of is capturing and devouring life sources. Lore was a cast out, for lore felt compassion. His clan turned on him, wanting to rip him apart but before that could happen Bishop Twilight saved him and took him to reside in the ebony manor. He is a faithful worker assisting Hugo with overseeing the residents and guest of the manor. He is an impressive being. He stands 10 feet in height. He has tentacles that look like some kind of wood coming out of his back as needed. He has unbelievable strength and almost all guest and residents respect if not fear him. Though he has no features including a mouth he can communicate with Hugo effortlessly.
Mother Mary Mercy
Mother Mary is as much of an enigma as the Manson itself. No one knows when she actually arrived or how long ago it was. She is responsible for teaching and giving guidance to the guest and residents of the manor. She was responsible for both Ares and hugo's teaching of latin, prayers and blessings used in their everyday experiences. When she isn't in her classroom she is faithfully in the chapel of Our Lady of Merciful Sorrows praying. She is very much human but commands great respect. Though she speaks in almost a whisper every word is heard and understood and sounds like a voice telling in your ear. One final fun fact about Mary is when she comes down any hallway everyone lines up against the wall facing the wall including Lore.
Bree is what the Irish refer to as a banshee. She's a permanent guest of ebony manor and has decided to use her love of books and her talent for story telling and record keeping for the benefit of the bishop and the manor. She's the librarian and record keeper of all things Ebony Manor included guest and residents. She's a sweet lass but don't cross her. She can become quite scary quite quickly.
I am the Chief Magistrate The Consortium. Also the founder and owner of The Steampunk Consortium as well as The Muncie Indiana Steampunk Society.
I am a Doctor of Metaphysical Sciences, a proud member of S.T.E.A.M , A Spiritualism Enthusiast, A Steampunk Ambassador, An Established Time Traveler and I am also the resident Psychic of the Adventuring group.
I have a lifetime of fascination with all things which "go bump in the night", of the ghostly kind, not the other. My fascination has led me into many dark corners, and given me more questions than answers to the source of those unscrupulous creaks and shrieks often associated with the seance or the haunting of one's abode or business.
My scientific pursuits have opened my mind to entertain and speculate upon the stories of others. I am ever seeking to learn more of the adventures and experiences of my fellow man, and to seek out and investigate those odd occurrences to discover whatever may exist behind the curtain.
I am able and willing (with, or often without prompting) to graciously share my opinions and observations on the subjects of “Life Beyond The Flesh”, “The Transition”, “Energy— Origin & Destination”, “What is Spirit?” and many others in a variety of venues and circumstances.
My psychic ability often manifests itself through a horrendous and disabling amount of pain felt around the head. I struggle with this condition often when I least expect it. I have issues with self doubt and excessive humility, especially when dealing with my own senses.
My experience with time travel is extensive and I have come to have limited understanding of "The Butterfly Effect." A strong realization that time and dimensional boundaries must be respected lest we create greater harm than good.
A mentioned previously, I am the director of The Consortium. A Great Hall providing refuge for those who utilize the time stream and dimensional travel. It is a closed environment, only allowing visitation with extreme precautions. Some transient members are permitted on the upper deck and landing field for Airships and Dimensional transports. But to gain access to the deeper levels of the Consortium, one must be issued a specific pass which has limitations.
The Consortium is in fact a regulations station assigned the duty of protecting and preserving the time line and dimensional attributes which have been established to secure the future. Violations of those guidelines can and will lead to banishment and an entry into the journals as a rebel which must be monitored and any alterations to the time line by that entity is subject to be investigated and reoriented.