I made a Weird: Medium on Demiplane. Chor (derivative of Petrichor) and their abilities are tied to an electric event that ended the war.

Style
There is a pulsing quality to Chor’s body movements that makes most people stay away out of instinct. It reminds them of a convulsing or rabid animal. Playing it off as dancing has only gotten so far. The reality is not too different, unfortunately, in that there is an involuntary contraction of muscles to such an extent as to twist them into unnatural poses. Chor appears normal when viewed directly, but in periphery, the muscle contractions are viewed more violently/accurately (twitches become pain-wracked poses in extreme moments), lending to even more unsettling perception from peers and the like. They have a linked piercing from septum to left ear lobe and the chain between is very thin. It normally rests on a temporary bandage because the chain has been sharpened. When the bandage is removed, the chain cuts into Chor’s cheek and keeps focus in times of distraction. The locals claim to hear music coming from Chor’s place of business (an unadorned curiosities shop with a noticeable residency of a number of local cats), though there are no musical instruments to be seen. The music has no source, though some claim it comes from underground, and they would be right. Chor has furnished what might be best described as a sound coffin rather than a sound booth. When the sounds and voices in Chor’s mind need competition, Chor gets into the sound coffin and has some powerful speakers within to sing back and bring equilibrium.

Catalyst
“Newfaire doesn’t care.” has been Chor’s motto for as long as it’s mattered.
Born an orphan with supernatural abilities, Chor found a grand total of ZERO people who were able to resist the temptation to exploit Chor’s abilities and risk their execution as a heretic (such as The Pyre and the Esoteric Order of New Sciences (EONS) have nearly done). The Red Hand has expended the most effort to recruit Chor for their adept abtilities at scrying the essence of objects and persons magical.
Fortunately for Candela, the Red Hand’s capitalist ethos keeps them from being truly trustworthy.
Fortunately for Chor, being able to sense the betrayals has provided ample routes of escape.
The Candela Organization is the only place where Chor feels human, seeing past all the trauma that has warped their life. For Chor, it’s easier to support a faceless thing that can’t be read for fear and deceit.