Randell Quinn

Player:  Ryan Polasek

"That Mind Speech gift of Cassandra's makes her kind of like a cell phone, but with conference call."

Homid   Glass Walker   Theurge

Gifts:  Persuasion, Control Simple Machines, Mother's Touch, Spirit Speech, Sight from Beyond, Call of the Wyld
Rites:  Binding, Summoning
 
 

    Randell Quinn was born of demanding parents whom he just couldn't please.  No matter how good his grades were, they wanted him to do better.  If he got B's, they wanted As.  If he got A's, they wanted A+'s.  When he finished salutatorian in high school, they were upset that he wasn't valedictorian.  They wanted him to be a lawyer. Randell didn't want any of that.  The problem was, he didn't know what he DID want, he always had someone telling him what he wanted.
    Bottom line, his parents didn't understand him.  The fact of the matter was, nobody did.  Everyone always thought that he was a little weird.  There wasn't any real reason that Randell could tell, perhaps it was just the way he held himself.  As a result, he buried himself in books.  He studied, that made his parents happy, it made his teachers happy, and since it kept him away from other kids, it kept them happy too.  But no matter what he tried, Randell was never happy.  He felt like there was something missing in his life, something he should know, or something he should be doing.
    As a result of  this emptiness, Randell took to drugs in his first year of college.  Most kinds didn't help much, though they were fun, but hallucinogens were different.  They would allow him to escape for a time, not to worry about things.  Plus, when he was tripping he often saw faces and heard voices, they would listen to him, they would talk back.  They were the only friends he knew, insubstantial and fleeting as they were.
    In his second year at school, Randell happened upon a bird lying on the side of the street with a broken wing.  He had the uncontrollable urge to help it.  He could almost feel its pain.  So, he took it in, splinted the wing, and nursed it back to health.
    When he released the healthy bird, he realized something:  he didn't feel empty while he was healing.  He had found his calling.  He would study to be a veterinarian.  He studied hard and by the time he was 24, he was a practicing vet.  Of course, he still didn't get along with people, and he still liked to trip once in a while.  As a result, he had a hard time keeping a job.  He bounced around between animal hospitals, trying to stay ahead of his increasingly bad reputation.  He became known as someone who wouldn't take orders, who did his own thing, and didn't even attempt to be social.  Randell knew this, and it was largely true.  He did what he felt was right.  He would follow his boss's orders so long as they didn't violate what Randell felt was right.  He would not euthanize.  He would perform operations based on what he felt the animal wanted rather than what its owners wanted.  He lost a lot of jobs because of that.
    That was Randell's life until his first transformation which occurred while tripping at a party at his dealer's house.  He had just lost another job.  He saw what was later revealed to him to be spirits while he was tripping.  One looked/felt evil and he reacted somehow.  The other people at the party started freaking out and running away.  So Randell ran as well, tripped, and, hitting his head, got knocked out for a second.  When the host showed up to see what was going on, Randell was homid again and left the party, confused and very much sobered up.  One of his dealers gave him a vial of some 'new' drug called 'black adder' at the beginning of the night.  While walking home, he was intercepted by Madonna and Michelle, werewolves of the Sept of Gaia's Strength.  They made him give them the vial, took him into the Umbra, and brought him into the sept.
    Randell hopes that he will get along with other Garou better than he got along with humans, that it was his fuzziness that people didn't like about him.  Even if this isn't the case, though, he knows that he is now complete.  He knows that he really was meant to heal, not just animals and others like himself, but the Garou as a people and, even more importantly, he was meant to heal Gaia.  He no longer minds taking orders on principle.  Everyone here has the same goal, help Gaia, but his new-found subservience will disappear if asked to do something he feels is bad for his pack, the Garou, or Gaia. So far this hasn't happened, which makes him very happy.  Gaia...will...be...saved!

(Being a GlassWalker Theurge in a rural Sept is tough.  Being the only adult in the pack is tougher.  Randell has guts, I have to give him that.--Kelly, the Web mistress)
 

 "He changes late and then gets tossed in with a bunch of teenagers...That'll be a test of his Rage!"