Grand Slam

Grand Slam is a Thyrsus Free Council from Chicago, Illinois.

Overview

Quote: "Didn't I tell you to leave? Too late now -"

Bradley Dodson came to Chicago when his brother was traded from the Yankees to the White Sox as part of a multi-player package. Once a die-hard Yankees fan in his native New York, Bradley soon switched allegiances to his brother's new team. Even more than his brother-inspired loyalty to the Sox, Bradley found himself growing more and more attached to the ballpark, as if something in the packed dirt called out to him.

When his brother Joe was sent down to the minor leagues, Bradley remained in Chicago, attending every home game and rooting for the Soz with all his heart. To keep food on the table in his one-room apartment, Bradley worked nights as a bouncer at a sports bar where many of the Sox went after nighttime home games.

One night, Bradley escorted a particularly inebriated patron out the door at 2 A.M. and prepared to hail a cab. That was when Triplex (who wasn't as drunk as he had pretended to be) touched Bradley on the temple, and the large man's brain exploded into riotous, kaleidoscopic patters of light and color and sound. Bradley followed his outraged senses right up to the foot of the Watchtower of the Stone Book.

Bradley awoke in Triplex's apartment and spent the next 24 hours absorbing the fact that he was a mage as well as a bouncer. Since then, he has readily taken on the task of protecting the cabal from physical threats.

Though he doesn't quite understand everything his cabal-mates say about the relationship of baseball to magic, he finds that rotes and spellcasting come easily to him, provided he doesn't spend too much time thinking. Though far from stupid, Bradley hates lengthy thought processes and prefers to listen to his feelings and his gut instincts. Fortunately, the other Geos recognize the advantage in having an instinctive spellcaster in their midst.

Description

Grand Slam is a tall, bulky man with a canned tan and sandy brown hair cut just above his ears on the sides and just above his collar on the sides. He has an open, honest-looking face and bright, ingenuous blue eyes. His body is built like a wrestler, and he obviously works out regularly. He usually has more than one dirty joke on the tip of his tongue, never curses in the presence of women and is usually followed by at least one stray dog. He dresses in black pants and black T-shirts or in a black dress suit with black shirt and tie for formal occasions and for work.

His Nimbus appears as a crackling full-body aura of white energy, seeming innocent of malice while potent with destructive power.

Stats

Dedicated Magical Tool: Heavy, copper wristband resembling the ones worn to combat arthritis or wrist pain
Real Name: Bradley (“Bo”) Dodson
Path: Thyrsus
Order: Free Council
Mental Attributes: Intelligence 3, Wits 3, Resolve 3
Physical Attributes: Strength 4, Dexterity 3, Stamina 4
Social Attributes: Presence 3, Manipulation 1, Composure 3
Mental Skills: Investigation 2, Medicine (Fads) 1, Occult 1
Physical Skills: Athletics (Weight Lifting) 4, Brawl (Grappling) 4, Drive 3, Firearms 3, Weaponry (Improvised) 4
Social Skills: Animal Ken (Dogs) 2, Intimidation (Physical) 4, Streetwise 3
Merits: Contacts (Bars), Danger Sense, Hallow (Shared) 4, High Speech, Library (Shared) (Baseball History, Magical Workings, Physics) 3, Resources 1, Sanctum: Size (Shared) 3
Willpower: 6
Wisdom: 7
Virtue: Justice
Vice: Sloth
Initiative: 6
Defense: 3
Speed: 12
Health: 9
Gnosis: 2
Arcana: Forces 1, Life 2, Prime 2
Rotes: Forces - Influence Heat; Life - Cleanse the Body, Organic Resilience; Prime - Discern Phantasm
Manna/per turn: 10/1
Weapons/Attacks:
Armor: none
Magic Shield: 2 (Prime **)

References

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