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Hoodoo Lady

Keep your hands off my mojo


Rootwork

NAME: Eleonora-Marie Devereaux

NICKNAMES: Nora | Elle
AGE: Late thirties

BIRTH MONTH: May
MARITAL STATUS: Married. But it's complicated.

OCCUPATION: Proprieter, Buyer (ritual oddities), New Orleans Voodoo & Haunted Happenings tour guide

HOMETOWN: Treme, New Orleans

CURRENT RESIDENCE: French Quarter, New Orleans

PARENTS: Belle Marie Laveau & Charles Devereaux

FAMOUS ANCESTOR: Marie Laveau

TYPE: Rootworker | Conjure | Witch | Hoodoo | Mambo
ABILITES: Supernatural
SPECIES: Human/Mortal

associates






OOC INFO

CONTACT:
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TIME ZONE: Eastern

 


PERSONALITY

Tellin' it how it is since the 80's.

Well now, I've got the meanest woman
The meanest woman you most ev'are seen
She sleep wit a ice pick in her hand
Man, an she fights all in her dream

I've Been Dealing with the Devil, John Lee Curtis [a.k.a. Sonny Boy Williamson]

abilities

Conjure: She can work the root (cast spells), create mojos, power totems, etc. Has a BA in cultural anthropology with a specialization in magic, mysticism and ritual in global cultures.

Ancestors: She can draw additional magic/strength from her ancestors. This works best when she’s in New Orleans, closest to the burial ground of her ancestors in St. Louis Cemetery No. 1. Taking some of the soil from the cemetery works too. The ancestors speak to her. You can see her preparing tea for them and talking to them from between her doorway. It looks like she's talking to herself. The fact that they are a good source of information makes up for it.

Psychic ability: Psychokinetic. Witches and hoodoo workers in New Orleans had to develop more than their ability to conjure against opponents (vampires and werewolves) that are stronger, faster and/or immortal. Defensive measures vary but Nora displayed psychokinetic abilities (which she, unfortunately, brought to ‘show and tell’ when she was in fourth grade) that allow her to control physical objects, including the body. She has a 1:2 ratio, meaning that she can deal with two supernatural contenders at the same time. However she can't do the same thing to each one at the same time and usually has to go with one offensive and one defensive tactic.

Down sides: Sometimes it’s really hard to tell what’s real and what’s a vision especially since the visions are as realistic as any reality (whatever reality means to a conjurer). It’s a bit like having schizophrenia and the symptoms can mirror the mental disease even though the root cause is different. Although she’s getting better telling them all apart, sometimes, with the introduction of new elements (spirits, surroundings) to the visions, it becomes challenging. She's walked into heavy traffic because, while in her vision, she thought that she was crossing an empty street. 

10 THINGS

01. Not good. Not evil. Life is both, so is she.
02. Fandom: Non. Closest comparison: The Originals
03. Original Character.
04. PB: Ruth Negga.
05. Nora loves hooodoo jazz.
06. Her husband is in prison.
07. Coffee better have chicory in it or there will be words.
08. Marie Laveau's conjure is still manifesting and shaping lives in New Orleans.
09. Speaks Haitian creole. Some Spanish.
10. Ask her about the (real) history of the Casket Girls over drinks (a lot of drinks).


ABOUT

Eleonora-Marie (Nora for short), born and raised in New Orleans, is a Hoodoo practitioner that runs her own occult shop that caters to tourists in the French Quarter. It's easy money. Peddling items like "Voodoo” dolls, magic powders occult books, bone-throwing readings and candle work, tourists leave a sizable fortune at her shop. Throw in a fake Haitian accent, completely erase the lines between Voodoo and Hoodoo and wear a white turban while a yellow snake lazily slithers around your neck and, jackpot! She's conned a lot of tourists out of their money.

It’s not her fault that people flock to her store because she's a direct descendant of New Orleans’s most famous Voodoo queen, her great-great-great grandmother Marie Laveau (who some say was a great con woman herself while others defend her works). Either way, Nora is the type of person that can make you spend money on a money drawing mojo. However, she is actually the real deal and those that really need the help of the 'Hoodoo Lady' find her at their doorstep. When she’s not minding the shop, she’s giving “Voodoo” and haunted NOLA tours. People tend to book her tours because her rate of return on supernatural occurrences are high.

She also travels far and wide to curate really hard to find magical items from places like the Congo and Haiti, sometimes finding them on the darknet and buying them for discerning clients or to take dark objects off the web so that they can't get into the wrong hands (not that her hands are totally clean) in the century long power struggle in New Orleans between the vampires, werewolves and witches.

Eleonora's husband is her heart and soul. One day at the store, they recieved a Nkisi shipped from the Congo that was housing a really evil spirit. The cat accidentally knocked the Nkisi from the table. It broke and released the spirit which then inhabited him. He went crazy and rampaged through Jackson Square on a killing spree. He, and the thing inside him, were caught & incarcerated. Nora hasn't been able to expell the entity or find someone who was strong enough to do it. She's even petitioned the Catholic Church to no avail. All she was able to do is to tattoo a sigil on his arm to leave the being trapped in her husband so that it can't jump ship into someone else. It also helps slow down the deteriation from the fight within him. But who knows how much longer he can fight it? And what it'll mean if he can't.

Mojo Workin'
Hoodoo: African American Hoodoo (also known as "conjure", "rootworking", "root doctoring", or "working the root") is a traditional African American folk spirituality that developed from a number of West African spiritual traditions and beliefs.

Vodou: Although Nora is a hoodoo worker, she also practices what is New Orleans' own unique evolutionary branch of Vodou, in keeping with her ancestor's beliefs and to tap into the ancestral magic within the city. There’s a lot of infighting between the traditions of Vodou and Hoodoo in NOLA, with a few outsiders contending that some NOLA root workers have basically mixed what they wanted from the systems (one, Vodoun or “Voodoo”, which is a religion and Hoodoo, which isn’t) for the tourist trade, spreading confusion about two very different practices. Nora says, “whatever works”.








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"The way Mama Lavigne speaks, you'd think she be bothered. But she dead, man, so she don't care about anythin' like parkin' tickets," Eleonora shakes her head, her head that's resting in the palms of her hands and then throws them up and slaps the bar in frustration. Leaning forward, she points a finger at the bar tender who was wiping it down and smiling to himself.

"I swear, if she asks me what da price of milk is dees days, Fred, Im'ma gonna banish her butt to a 20x20 section of St. Louis cemetery. You hear? Don'choo laugh at me. Im'ma do it, Fred. You can tell her that. Gone are deh days dat she wake me up at the asscrack of dawn to complain about da grits at Joe's. What? She got ghost Alzheimer's or sumptin' now? Joe's been closed for the last eight years. C'mon, Fred," she urges, her voice twisted in frustration. "Do sumpthin, will ya? Ain't got time for dis. Every damn night," she emphasizes her annoyance by rapping her knuckles on the bar table with each word. It got worse the closer to hurricane season they got, as if the ancestors had some anxiety over it and needed to be comforted like a child that you had to talk to after a nightmare. 

"
Eh." Eleonora waves a dismissive Fred away and turns around on the bar stool. A few people threw her side eye. It was probably because the last Fred to work in this bar died five years ago, three years after his wife, Mama Lavigne, did. Eleonora shook her head and sipped on her second chicory infused coffee of the morning. No milk, a departure from the cafe au lait that she likes so much. Black coffee was necessity now thanks to Mama Livagne's early morning visits.

She turns around and looks into the bar. Clock just struck twelve in the afternoon and people were already day drunk. Mostly tourists but not only.

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