Well, it took me a while to come up with something I liked, but I think I've managed to make it work.
Character Name: Johnathan Sanders
Higher Concept: Prodigy Procurer of Potions
Aspects: Sell Anything to Anyone, Never Runs Out of Energy, "Would You Drink This Please?", Can't Resist a Challenge.
Background: Johnathan has been hanging around the supernatural scene since he was young boy. Born in New York, the young boy was dropped off at the Mother of Mercy Orphanage. The cutthroat world of New York orphans was good training for life afterwards, he learned to keep his eyes on the money, and to know the price tag of anything. It wasn't the nicest place to grow up, but he lived.
And it was there that he discovered his talents entirely by accident. One night, a janitor left an assortment of cleaning supplies sitting in a bucket of soapy water and left. Coming upon the bucket, it suddenly made -sense-. Perfect sense. He just knew how it should go. In a sudden frenzy, he began to mix up the ingredients, the dosages coming to him in flashes of insight. And in the end, he looked at the finished concoction, really looked at it, focusing his willpower on the contents of the bucket, and felt absolutely sure that it was safe. The stuff he'd thrown in was quite probably toxic altogether. But that didn't seem to be an issue.
He drank it, then put his fist through solid concrete. This, he decided, could come in quite useful. And he began to put together a business. It wasn't magic. It was simply a very effective form of herbal medicine. He was very careful. He knew that he had to hold things back. But despite all his precautions, the White Council managed to track him down, and explained the rules to him, very very clearly. As far as Jonathan was concerned, all this had done was move him up a rank in clientele.
He began to hang around the fringe of the supernatural community, cobbling up expendable supplies to anyone that asked. He would sell his wares to anyone, no questions asked. This made him very popular among some people, and very unpopular among others. Eventually, he fled New York, leaving behind a string of unhappy sorts, still looking for him.
Seattle he figures, is better. Not a lot of Wardens to get on his case, not a lot of big trouble. But sometimes, everyone needs a good apothecary.
Description: Johnathan is an energetic young man. Just about six feet tall, and slim, he doesn't seem like the most imposing individual, but he knows his way around the hazards of the city quite well, experience hard earned, judging by the chemical burns running up and down his arms. He's easy with a smile, and quite good looking in his way, though with a thick mop of black hair and dark brown eyes, he's forgettable enough to blend in with a crowd.
Jonathan is only a minor power on the grand scale of things. His magical abilities consist entirely of potions and the others sorts of alchemy. At this however, he's quite gifted. He can figure out the right ingredients for a brew on instinct, puzzling out the right recipe after a few hours of experimenting and fiddling.
Personality: Johnathan is a cheerful, upbeat soul, always brimming with energy. He tends to rush about wherever he goes, oftentimes dripping with some vile substance. He's pleasant to be around, he keeps situations light with an easy smile and breezy humor. But in the end, there is something about him that keeps people distant. He's a very mercantile person, a businessman. He will cheerfully turn around and sell his potions to your enemies as well as you. He has a few friends in the city though, and he hasn't given them any reason to doubt his loyalty. But he hasn't had anything to really test it, yet.