measured_words | Sep. 8th, 2007

So, this probably requires a little bit of explanation. Once upon a time I used to be a member of ther Camarilla, a White Wolf larp fanclub kind of deal. This was old school World of Darkness era. One of the local games was live action Werewolf game. I played an Uktena kinfolk hedge witch. She was very much based on me in some ways - she was an anthropoliogy graduate studuent who was interestd in pagan movements. She might have been a little bit 'Mary Sue' in that sense, except that the way in which she was set apart from everyone made her a second class citizen who was less powerful than everyone else and who was disqualified from interacting in most of the ongoing plots ;) Anyway. The scenario described in the beginning of this piece was something that came across one of the mailing lists, and this is always how I/Ellen felt about it. Not that she ever got to meet any Elders, or that they would have ever listened to her. Anyway, I don't know why I was thinking about it this morning, but it woke me up so I figured I might as well put it on 'paper' :)