Corporeal Forces: 4 Strength 8 Agility 8

Ethereal Forces: 4 Intelligence 7 Precision 9

Celestial Forces: 5 Will 12 Perception 8

Word Forces: 9

Vessel: Human/1 (Charisma +1)

Role: Felicity Randall, Writer/4 (Status 4)

Skills: Artistry (writing/6, Videotaping/1), Dodge/1, Emote/1, Fighting/2, Knowledge/1 (Daytime Television industry), Language/3 (Spanish)

Songs: Harmony (Ethereal/3), Healing (Corporeal/3), Light (Celestial/3), Motion (Celestial/3), Shields (Corporeal/2, Celestial/2).

Attunements: Ofanim of Destiny, Ofanim of Lightning, Divine Destiny, Vassal of Destiny.

Special Rites: Help a human forget his or her troubles for a moment while they watch something that you've written or acted out; Help a soap opera actor/actress achieve legitimate professional respect for their talents.

Felicia used to be one of Nybbas' up-and-coming stars. She made her bones in Perdition, pushing out the requisite drivel that fuels the Media's saturation of humanity. She kissed boots and stabbed backs with the best of them. Eventually she got rewarded with a nice job on Earth, running herd on a minor Spanish-language soap opera. Everything seemed to be going her way: she seemed on the short list for the Infernal Word of Melodrama.

There was just one problem. Felicia was a good writer. Too good: the material that she put out was invariably high quality, and her stint on Earth merely gave her work a depth that she had never had before. She even started to listen to the hairless monkeys when they offered her tips on improving her writing, and before too long, she began to start rationalizing that possibly some humans weren't really all that worthless.

In short, Felicia decided to choose quality over quantity. This is the kiss of Death for a Servitor of the Media. When agents of the Game appeared, she frankly ran like Hell. Being a Renegade with an unbroken Heart is harrowing, especially when your Superior is filming your chase for propaganda purposes. If it weren't for a lucky Intervention that smashed her Heart, Felicia would never have made it away long enough to convince a Seneschal of Trade that she was really seeking Redemption.

After she made her way to Heaven, Felicia began to serve Yves (though, if Eli was around, she probably would've have preferred him instead). Her experience with Earthly matters stood her in good stead, and she rose quickly in the ranks, receiving her Word quite recently. She persuaded Yves that the art form known as "soap operas" could actually benefit Heaven, as long as it was done subtly. She's also on good terms with Jean, for some odd reason. Rumors that the Archangel is using videotapes of the soap that she's currently writing for as part of his research into human motivations have been sternly denied by Servitors of Lightning.

Felicia currently holds down a job as Felicity Randall, one of the writers for a generic North American soap opera. Under her observation, the show has won three daytime Emmys, launched the careers of half a dozen actors and actresses into "serious" drama, and is the despair of the tabloid newspapers (they have to now completely invent scandals involving the cast). Eventually some bright demon in the Media will notice this trend: Felicia has no idea whether Nybbas will go for "Traitor Hunt II" or not, as her numbers are very good right now…

Personally, Felicia is generally a very nice person these days, if you like bubbly whirlwinds. Several decades of writing soap opera scripts have had an effect on her speech patterns, and her dress sense, and she does have a tendency to dramatize her every action, but she's still fundamentally decent, and much more effective than she looks. She occasionally gets flack for writing material that condones sex and a certain amount of violence, but you can tell the heroes from the villains in her show, and Good Triumphs In The End (after a suitable amount of struggle, naturally). She also has a certain soft part for demons seeking Redemption, but she won't hide them from Triads. From her point of view, If Your Soul Is True, Then It Will All Turn Out Right In The End.