Chancel Aleph

Gifts

Transsubstantiation 1p
Lesser Enchantment of Spirit 4, simple -1, tar -2, lim -2 uncom +1, reversible +1
Phases things in and out of her plane of existence.

Bonds & Afflictions

[5] Bond: I provide work for anyone who asks. Yes, even Excrucians.
[3] Bond: I hate being changed or bound by others.
[3] Bond: I care for my Chancel and its population.
[2] Bond: I have strange friends in strange places.

[3] Affliction: I am dead, bereft of body and physical presence.
(and thus cannot take mundane physical action)
[1] Affliction: Light passes through me; I have neither shadow nor reflection (nor visibility on camera).
[1] Affliction: I can be summoned by a ritual: mixing blood into wine while singing the ending line of the ballad of my death.

Skills & Passions

Shine 5 - 1p
Inherent Superiority: Ghost 2
Skill: Noblewoman 3
Passion: I want people to reach their full potential! 3

Treasures

Mundane Collection: Chancel Population (Chancel)

Wondrous Anchor: Wind Spirits (Chancel)
Perform minor tasks.

Miraculous Anchor: Mrs. Anderssen the Erus (Chancel)
Official Chancel Bouncer <- then is it still worth having that secondary domain?

Miraculous Anchor: Greenholdt the Actual Gardener (provide work)
Does tasks (usually about destruction) across space and time.

Wondrous Anchor: Work-along Song (provide work)
Lets animals and inanimate objects accomplish meaningful tasks through the power of teamwork.

Mundane Collection: Information Network (provide work)
Keeps tabs on weird happenings in the mundane world.

Miraculous Anchor: Obal Redbelly the Ogre (friends)
Finds & Fetches things, using his keen senses and great strength.

Miraculous Anchor: Starwander, the Peregrine Bear (friends)
Resists/destroys miracles

Wondrous Tool: Spirit Saber (hate being bound)
Cuts things, including spirits, magic and miracles

Wondrous Anchor: The Ballad of Evelyn (hate being bound)
Has effects on Evelyn

Description
Evelyn is a ghost, if a rather solid-looking one. She has a noble bearing, and a face that looks made for announcing charity contributions. She generally goes around in a old-fashioned dress and tiara, but is fully ready to don a business suit if the occasion calls for it.

Personality
Evelyn tends to be almost overbearingly nice, in a self-effusive, non-intrusive way. She goes out of her way to trust and help people - with the full knowledge and unvoiced expectation that they will probably let her down in the end.
Her death directly resulted from this helpfulness, but it was hardly the first disaster it invited into her life.

Modus Operandi
Suitable for a ghost, Evelyn tends to be rather passive, staying in her chancel most of the time. She often tries to solve problems the social way, by inspiring people to do things, hosting a ball where she gets people to work out their differences, or simply asking a friend to do her a favor. Evelyn has a lot of friends, some of them quite powerful, so this approach tends to work.
She sometimes uses her Second Domain out in the world, by summoning object or people from her Chancel, then letting her Shine 5 inspire them into doing excellent work, or moving them through her Treasure attribute.

PC:s are likely to meet Evelyn while she's hosting a ball or Noble community event. They are equally likely, however, to meet her after tracking down a terrible Excrucian threat, only to find it gainfully employed as a farmhand under Evelyn's desperately non-judgmental protection.

In combat, Evelyn is hard to damage conventionally, since she doesn't actually have a physical body to hurt. Those miracles that do affect her - Enchantments, or manipulations - she usually counters with her miracle-cutting blade (as a Treasure 5 action, backed up with a 3-point Bond). Her default strategy is to do this, sustain the intention, and let loose with high Treasure Miracles in the subsequent rounds of combat.
Having a bit of a Martyr Complex, Evelyn is no stranger to taking a Lethal Wound if it lets her inflict one in return - her various Treasures can be called on to heal her wounds and maladies at an accelerated rate, afterwards, and considering that she usually hangs out in her Chancel, she can do so quite cheaply.

Appearances
*Evelyn is one of the characters in the Example of Play

Anchor: Mrs. Andersen
Mrs. Andersen is a crabby octagenarian who likes complaining about things a lot more than she does fixing them. She tends to go on and on about her four marriages, and is armed to the teeth with pictures of her grandchildren. She has also, for some obscure reason, been chosen as the Erus of Evelyn's Chancel, the Lost Plateau.
The old crone's talents as a snoop, gossip and rumormonger has been taken to new heights with her newfound ability to miraculously observe any place inside the Chancel, and she is very pleased with her ability to make the Earth itself swallow any dog found digging in her rose beds. Otherwise, she tends not to do very much.
Evelyn, though, has nurtured a tenuous friendship with the grumpy old woman, who tends to show up whenever Evelyn needs help in evicting unwelcome guests.

Anchor: Greenholdt
After persons who shall not be named made a mockery out of the local space-time continuum, the Lost Plateau found itself harboring its very own Actual. Taken under Evelyn's wing, Greenholdt is very well-behaved for a perversity of nature, but onlookers fear it's only a matter of time before something gruesome transpires. In the meantime, though, the Actual earns his keep as a gardener, groundskeeper, celebrity look-alike (Edward Scissorhands), and sometime assassin. Due to the gardener's origins, his relationship with Time and Space is somewhat unconventional, giving him unexpected and sometimes useful abilities.

Bonus Story

Ted wrinkled his nose. "Why is that… THING still here?"
"Really, Theodore, you could do Mr. Greenholdt the courtesy of addressing him by name."
Ted rolled his eyes. "It's an 'it'. And IT is not sentient. That's the definition of an Actual - a thing that exists but is not aware. can NEVER be aware. IT is simply a piece of spiritual machinery; a cog of Creation that groaned and fell from the Spirit Realm when someone had the bright idea to use time-travel to make their gardener be his own son, TWICE, 'so that there would be a spare'."
A green lizard sunning on the windowpane opened its mouth. "I'm with Tedster. The dude is a P-zombie and you know it."
The Thing in question looked pathetic. It spoke: "Greenholdt is to have context. It serves. There are… plants to sort." It waved about vaguely with the hedge trimmer that had melded haphazardly with its arm.
"That's right, Greenholdt", Evelyn said encouragingly. "And what must you do with the things you sort?"
"Greenholt puts the plants in Fire. Plants do not go in Greenholdt, to be Greenholdt for it. Things that grow grow grow are weeds. Weeds… are to be" - it waved its trimmer-arm again - "SORTED."
"Very good. Off you go now. And trim the rose bushes, would you"
The Thing shuffled off. One by one, rose bushes started erupting with trimmed-ness and tachyon radiation.
"Theodore", the ghostly Noblewoman appealed, "I know you don't like it…HIM. But I've seen that everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt. Elves, Demons, Ogres, Beings from the Not - everyone has something they can contribute to the common good. Even Excrucians can sometimes-"
"With Excrucians, there's at least something to work with."
"…and you must admit, Greenholdt IS very well behaved, for an Actual."
"It won't last", said Ted darkly.
Evelyn arched an eyebrow, "How can you KNOW?"
"For starters, I spotted two mosquitoes on its neck just now."
"Yes, and…?"
"They were there last week, too."