Disciple of the Arcanum of Death
Background: Zelda Jones grew up poor and black. Her home life was hard but she didn't succumb to despair. She made it through high school as a solid C student. She wasn't dumb or lazy, just average with a home life that made things hard. She didn't get involved in crime beyond some shoplifting. Her eye was on money and lots of it.
Of course reality made that hard for her. She works terrible hours for shitty pay at a supermarket. But she works hard trying to get a supervisor position and spending what money she makes on lotto tickets and high end electronics.
Her Awakening happened when she died. She was shot by some thugs robbing the store one night. Unlike her coworkers she put up a fight and was shot. She awoke shivering in the morgue after a harrowing trip to Stygia. There she had seen how little wealth mattered in life and how pointless her life had been.
After settling the hospital bill (which they canceled seeing as how they declared her dead and all), she started to focus her energies on the people around her. People were the real wealth. She reconnected with her folk, her church, and the people around her.
Along the way she learned of other mages. The Silver Ladder brushed her off. The Arrow terrified her with their callousness and corruption. The Mysterium just shoved books at her. Not cut out for that she has hobbled on by herself.
She has recently been recruited by the Chicago branch of the Arrow.
Description: A skinny black woman wearing tight jeans and blue collared shirts. She carries around a few odd animal bones, the bullet they pulled out from her, and her death certificate which function as magical tools for her. She also carries a revolver now, just in case.
Path: Moros Order: Arrow
Arcana : Death 3, Matter 2, Time 1