History

Edith's father and mother are from mixed heritage. His mother is American and his Father English. When his parents realized they were pregnant, they moved to America to be closer to Edith's mothers family. When he was born, his father insisted on giving him a traditional British name. Thus began the spiral of Edith's life.
As a toddler he was mistaken to be a girl by strangers. In school he was teased without mercy by the boys and girls alike. In these early years a anger at the rest of the children around him took hold. As he grew, and the teasing only abated a little, that seed of anger turned into a bitter vine of hatred. He attempted to change his name, or call himself by different names when meeting new people. The truth of his name was always learned in a short period of time and the usual laugh that he expected always came.
As Edith progressed through the years at school, he eventually was sent to a private all boy's school by his father. There he began all of the torment anew, with a new crowd of merciless boys. Needless to say, Edith became the focus of more then just relentless teasing. With a 'female' name, some of the more cruel boys determined that Edith should fulfill the role of a female at the school. His frustration and outrage peaked during this time. It is not that Edith had anything about same gender pairings... but the demeaning manner in which he was treated is truly what angered him.
It was in his final year of schooling that Edith was granted a unbelievable blessing. His room mate moved away within the first month of the semester, and no replacement was found. Edith was given privacy to lock himself away when not in classes. It was then that he formed and began work on his master plan.
First it involved creating a website. A website to draw in the vulnerable and impressionable minds of the teens who had so often mocked him. He knew how desperate and alone some could be. How they could feel misunderstood or hated or oppressed. He created a place for them to vent their negative emotions, to gain sympathy and support. Once he had successfully established the site, he began to post his own little blogs. Over the course of only a year, Edith had successfully created a following of individuals who believed in him. Believed that he understood them, and in turn gained their loyalty. It was time for him to take it to the next level.
Edith spread out his influence and began to create his own little personal army of angry teens and young adults. He spent countless hours working on securing their faithfulness. During this time he came to realize just how weak minded and blind so many people were. His aspirations grew until he finally formed his ultimate goal.
Edith was going to create a army and take over Panama.
Why? Because who cared about Panama? It was a little squiggle of land, hardly a power in the world. But to someone like him...he could see the value! Edith began to amass funds via donations from his followers in a online bank account under a false name. With his self appointed 'Generals' Edith began to work on plans to invade Panama.
Once they had obtained a undeniable foothold and control over Panama, he figured it would take about 8 years to drive out and kill all opposition, they would open Panama up to the rest of his followers. Then they would move on to phase two.
Kidnap Japanese.
Particularly, Japanese students who were a year away from graduating with the top grade. Because everyone knows the Japanese are the brightest geniuses in the world. They would force them to work on technology and bioengineering. Edith planned to have completely recreated Panama into the most technologically advanced civilization in the entire world. Then it would be time for phase three!
He would rename Panama Atlantis, and work on creating a new strain of humans who could breath underwater. They would create the first sea dwelling country! They would take over all oil drilling operations! They would scour the sea for sunken treasure and reclaim the true remnants of the first Atlantis! He would be unstoppable!
Alas... Edith was stoppable at this early stage though. His plans were uncovered by a leak in his 'faithful' organization. Or perhaps it was just a pissed off parent reporting their child's donations to his bank account that drew the interest of the IRS, who tracked him down and discovered who Mr. Quin Tessence really was. Either way, he was discovered and arrested. Edith was only 24 at the time, but it was determined he had not yet done anything truly illegal. But after a 'psyche eval' he was committed to a mental clinic for treatment.
Edith was not one to be stopped though! He spent a year in the mental clinic, pretending to take the pills he was certain the nurses were trying to use to enslave his mind. It was during this time that Edith was able to apply himself to a second passion of his.
For two years, Edith studied with a single minded determination the history and applied uses of psionics. He had always believed in the secrets of the mind. But he had been so wrapped up in his pursuit of Panama that he had never invested much more then a casual interest in it. Edith used the patients around him to practice the mental excersizes upon, and in due time realized he had a minor gift.
He could sense things. At first it was just a weird tingle in his brain. But as he continued to practice, he became more acute of these feelings. He associated certain sensations to certain emotions. A small vibration in the back of his skull near his left ear seemed to be a response to sadness. A warm spot above his left eye he attributed to happiness. These strange feelings he carefully studied and practiced them upon those around him, until he felt confident enough to try and use them.
At first he tried to engage the nurses around him. He quickly learned that these people, so used to dealing with the other patients, they quickly rebuffed him. So he turned his attention to the others around him. The weak minded were so...easy...Edith was stunned at how quickly he gained the support of the medicated fools. Some he convinced he was a trapped angel, needing desperately to escape. Others he convinced he was a fairy. Some he told he was a spy, trapped here by his enemies to keep him from delivering his important messages. They all..believed him. Accepted him for his words. He used his ability to sense their fear, hope, mistrust, and joy to tailor his words better to manipulate them.
Then he used them. With their help he managed to escape from the mental clinic. They had provided him with the means he so desperately needed, and he was incredibly successful in evading capture for a few days. However, even after stealing some cloths, he was still found and re-caught.
This time he was sent someone far...worse. After hearing the wild ramblings of the patients he had manipulated, and merely grinning when he was asked what he had to say for himself...Edith was sent to this Asylum. A new place...a new jail...he is not certain what to make of it...but he is certain in time he'll find a way out of here too...maybe...he still has to get to Panama after all.