Life: No one ever understood you. No one ever cared to try. But then, even if they had, they wouldn't have been able to. Surely.

From your earliest recollection, you were the kid no one talked to, looked at or wanted to play with. It wasn't because you were ugly, handicapped or mental. It was because you were so quiet - so terribly, utterly quiet - that most of the time they just never realized you were there. Even your parents hardly ever noticed you, what with ten kids under one roof; Sometimes you weren't in the family photos, and no one really cared.

Seen but not seen, you went through life somewhat aimlessly. You graduated by default. You got a job where you attended to what went in one box and put the finished product in the other box, never relating to anyone at all. You never dated. You never hung around. Even your landlord hardly ever remembered that you were there, except when the rent check would appear under his door.

It took a long time for you to realize that there had to be some point to it all. There was something else you didn't understand, surely. The key had to lie in the other people - the ones who acted like you weren't really there. And you knew that once you realized it, things would make sense.

So you started watching them. You would break into people's houses and watch them as they went about their daily routines. You would peep in their windows, hide in their closets... go through their lives without their ever noticing. But nothing you saw ever showed you the secret that eluded you.

It wouldn't be until one night, maybe ten years into your quest to find out what was going on, that it all suddenly made sense. But the flash of insight came while you were perched precariously on someone's windowsill. Enraptured, you fell down four stories to your death.

Of course, no one noticed your body in the alley, either...

Death: Conversely, the Cabal took a great deal of notice in you. They helped you get back on your feet and put you to work in a job that was absolutely perfect for you. Now, you lie in wait for the people the Cabal targets and use Intimation on them from afar. No one knows you are there. And once you've done your job, no one knows that anything's amiss, either.

Of course, this is all wonderful... but you were right on the cusp of making some great discovery back there in that alley, just before you died. You would very much like to get back to it, and the strange voice in your head seems to have some novel ideas on the subject...

Roleplaying: Say nothing: act. Propose nothing: do what you will. Call no attention to yourself. If all goes well, no one should know that you're there. (Note that this might be very hard to RP in a group, so you might want to ask your Storyteller for her thoughts before trying to make and play a character like this)

Relics/Artifacts: Centering Wheel (Cabal Issue), No-Wear (Cabal Property)

Nature: Explorer
Demeanor: ???
Shadow: The Perfectionist
Life: The one no one knew was there
Death: Fell down after reaching sartori
Regret: Don't remember finding what you were looking for.

STR 2 DEX 4 STA 2 (Dexterity Specialty: Silent Movement)
CHA 2 MAN 2 APP 2
PER 3 INT 3 WIT 4 (Wits Specialty: Quick-witted)

Talents: Alertness 3, Awareness 3, Streetwise 3

Skills: Meditation 2, Stealth 3

Knowledges: Bureaucracy 1, Computer 2, Engimas 3, Investigation 3, Occult 2, Cabal Lore: Solicitors 2

Backgrounds: Clients 1, Eidolon 2, Haunt 2, Status 2

Passions: Find out what it all means (Desperation) 5, Never be noticed (Resignment) 3, Erase all records of your having ever been (Desire) 2

Fetters: The person you watched when you learned what you have now forgotten 5, Your favorite observation points 3, an album of family photos you weren't in 2

Arcanoi: Argos 1, Intimation 3, Mnemosynis 1

Willpower: 5