Catriona Hartdegen is a fierce, independent woman whose knowledge proves quite useful to Vanessa Ives.
Appearance and Personality Edit
Catriona is a beautiful woman in her thirties, with fair skin and a reddish hair bob. Catriona is an indomitable woman who eschews normal social conventions by wearing men's clothes and devoting herself to activities deemed masculine by the standards of the time.
Originally hailing from highland stock, Catriona grew up an only child and was raised as the son her father never had. As such, she was schooled in swordsmanship from an early age, and continued to hone her skills, later in life challenging the gentry of England in their exclusive sport. After besting a male opponent in a fencing bout, Catriona shocked the gathered men by unmasking herself as a woman. This impressed Vanessa Ives who had come to meet her at the urging of Ferdinand Lyle to seek her help in dealing with a modern incarnation of Dracula, a subject familiar to Catriona from her work as a thanatologist.
Skills and Abilities Edit
- Historian: Catriona is a capable historian, very knowledgeable in areas that others would readily dismiss as myth or folklore.
- Swordmanship: Catriona is a very capable sword fighter, very creative in finding unconventional ways to beat an opponent even in disadvantaged positions.
- Thanatology: Miss Hartdegen is a thanatologist, focused on the study of death and its associated rituals.
- Season 3
Catriona Hartdegen (to Vanessa Ives): I'm a thanatologist, you see. I study death. Its every ritual, every guise. The great hereafter. If there is such a thing. Usually folks have run a mile by now. Most people find that rather off-putting.
Vanessa Ives: I'm not most people.
Catriona Hartdegen (to Vanessa Ives): It's Catriona, please. Or for you, Cat. As in cat o' nine tails.
- Ebb Tide
Catriona Hartdegen: As you see, I've been doing my own research on Dracula. Sadly, almost every assumption you have is wrong.
Vanessa Ives: But I, I've been--
Catriona Hartdegen: Superstition, myth, and unfounded prejudice informs every page here. These are small-minded peasants and poets and theologians trying to make sense of something utterly inexplicable to them. So they invent any assumptions to fit their fears. Dracula can't walk by day, he doesn't cast a reflection, he can only be slain by a stake of consecrated ash wood. There's no sense to any of that. You may as well read the Bible for its history which, it goes without saying, is a fool's errand fit only for idiot children.
- Ebb Tide