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 **Road:** Caine **Road:** Caine
  
-**Background*: His Life: John Wells was never a man to attract attention. Coming from a relatively successful family--his father was a lawyer--he was a scholar from his youth, and found himself most often turning inwards, to books and philosophy for company. Though he had little interest in competition, or even success, a natural inclination to study and a simple desire to not be dismissed meant he studied harder, and knew more, than anyone his age. Had he been more out-going, he would have been a success in any field, but rather than follow in his father's footsteps, he chose the priesthood. He had grown into an intelligent, graceful man, with little interest in worldly afairs, and was content to devote himself to the study of the Bible and perform his duties. +**Background**: His Life: John Wells was never a man to attract attention. Coming from a relatively successful family--his father was a lawyer--he was a scholar from his youth, and found himself most often turning inwards, to books and philosophy for company. Though he had little interest in competition, or even success, a natural inclination to study and a simple desire to not be dismissed meant he studied harder, and knew more, than anyone his age. Had he been more out-going, he would have been a success in any field, but rather than follow in his father's footsteps, he chose the priesthood. He had grown into an intelligent, graceful man, with little interest in worldly afairs, and was content to devote himself to the study of the Bible and perform his duties. 
  
 Everything changed for him when he witnessed a murder in the alley beside his church one night as he was cleaning up. He had seen violence before, but never something like the inhuman shadows that embraced the poor woman before she could even let out a scream. In the first courageous action he had ever taken, he rushed from the church and drew his cross, thrusting it at the demon as it fed from the helpless, still body. Everything changed for him when he witnessed a murder in the alley beside his church one night as he was cleaning up. He had seen violence before, but never something like the inhuman shadows that embraced the poor woman before she could even let out a scream. In the first courageous action he had ever taken, he rushed from the church and drew his cross, thrusting it at the demon as it fed from the helpless, still body.
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 His Unlife: John became a firebrand for the religion, and a prosletizer for the Sabbat. No longer content to study by himself, he went out amongst the people, and opened their eyes to the truth of Caine, and their salvation in stopping Gehena. He worked side by side with his Sire, not to destroy the other sects, but to lift them up, and save them. He became a passionate speaker, but has always been a careful listener, never judging, and never angry. He gave the Camarilla freedom, and the free Sabbat guidance. He always has time to listen to the problems and concerns of the faithful, but has little patience for the deceptive elders, or the greedy Neonates. In his private life, he is still a quiet academic who keeps others at arms length, but in public, he is the faithful right-hand to his Sire, and one of the leaders of the church of Caine. His Unlife: John became a firebrand for the religion, and a prosletizer for the Sabbat. No longer content to study by himself, he went out amongst the people, and opened their eyes to the truth of Caine, and their salvation in stopping Gehena. He worked side by side with his Sire, not to destroy the other sects, but to lift them up, and save them. He became a passionate speaker, but has always been a careful listener, never judging, and never angry. He gave the Camarilla freedom, and the free Sabbat guidance. He always has time to listen to the problems and concerns of the faithful, but has little patience for the deceptive elders, or the greedy Neonates. In his private life, he is still a quiet academic who keeps others at arms length, but in public, he is the faithful right-hand to his Sire, and one of the leaders of the church of Caine.
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 ===== Bishop: The Gentleman ===== ===== Bishop: The Gentleman =====
 +
 +{{gentleman.jpg?200}}
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 +**Character Name:** The Gentleman
 +
 +**Sire:** Unknown (Aurelis)
 +
 +**Clan/Bloodline:** Lasombra
 +
 +**Gen:** 8th
 +
 +**Allegiance:** Sabbat
 +
 +**Age:** 246
 +
 +**Apparent Age:** 30
 +
 +**Hair color:** Brown
 +
 +**Eye color:** Brown
 +
 +**Merits:** True Faith, Instrument of God, Long Term Planning
 +
 +**Flaws:** Harbinger of the Abyss, Cursed (Technology malfunctions in his presence)
 +
 +**Road:** Righteous Path of Night
 +
 +**Background**: Recently arrived in the city as a new assisting Bishop, the Gentleman is both devoutly religious, and incredibly powerful. He's wasted little time getting to work, using his charm to offer deals to the Giovanni, Camarilla, and even Anarchs for information on new arrivals within the city, especially those from the West. Very few know anything about him; but two kindred in particular recognise his face immediately. The Reaper, who seems to have a complex relationship with the Gentleman, and Mari, who saw him crumple to ash as she lost everything.
 +
 ===== Pack Unaffiliated ===== ===== Pack Unaffiliated =====
-==== Charlotte  ==== + 
-==== Jeffery  ====+==== Charlotte Goodwin ==== 
 + 
 +{{charlottegoodwin.jpg?200}} 
 + 
 +**Clan/Bloodline:** Nosferatu 
 + 
 +**Gen:** 15th 
 + 
 +**Allegience:** Sabbat 
 + 
 +**Age:** 31 
 + 
 +**Apparent Age:** 31 
 + 
 +**Hair color:** Brown 
 + 
 +**Eye color:** Brown 
 + 
 +**Merits:** Concentration, Sanctity, True Love 
 + 
 +**Flaws:** Phobia, Tic/Twitch, Thin Blood 
 + 
 +**Background**: Charlotte had always lead a safe, comfortable life. She grew up in upstate New York, in a relatively  
 +quiet town, where crime didn't exist, and neighborhoods had bake sales and fundraisers, and everyone went to church on Sundays. She was sheltered from much of the violence and poverty in the rest of society, and even when she grew into adulthood, it remained only on the perifery of her consciousness. In a well-adjusted, happy family, however, she stood out as a stranger. Her personality had always been brittle, overly delicate. She was diagnosed with obsessive compulsive disorder from a young age, and though her family did their best to manage it, she struggled in many ways to participate in normal childhood activities. She grew up knowing her limitations, and never cared to test them. As long as she was safe, she could be happy. 
 +It didn't stop her from going to a small, local college for her degree, nor from marrying a man she met there. Little by little, she carved out a normal life for herself. Everyone held their breathe when she moved out to Statten Island for her husband's job, but with great care from the both of them, she settled into her new routine well, and was again content where she lived. 
 +Children were an entirely new adventure. She had two a year apart, and the stress put her into therapy, but with the support of her whole family, she found a rountine she could thrive in. Her eldest had just turned 6, and she was looking forward to watching him grow up when her world was shattered. 
 +There was no reason for the Sabbat attack. She hadn't been out at night, she hadn't spoken to any strangers. It was nothing more than a cruel joke to turn her, and an even crueler twist of fate to do so as a shovelhead. A young, bitter Nosferatu had snuck into her house while her family was asleep and abducted her. He left no trace of her behind, and let her watch her sleeping children as she died. Just like the others of her pack, she had to dig her way out of her own grave. Unlike the others, the fear that striped her humanity never left her. While they all lost their lives, she lost all stability and joy. It wasn't her will to survive that saved her, but sheer terror. 
 +She is almost uncontrollable within the pack, and frequently comes to blows with the leader, Patrick. She has ties to the Nosferatu underground, and while they have tried to help her, few of them understand the depths of her insanity. Her only solace is in Will Ward, a quiet Nosferatu who keeps an orderly lifestyle. She hasn't found her place with the Sabbat or the Nosferatu. 
 +==== Jeffery Corbell ==== 
 + 
 +{{jefferycorbell.jpg?200}} 
 + 
 +**Clan/Bloodline:** Malkavian Antitribu 
 + 
 +**Gen:** 13th 
 + 
 +**Allegience:** Sabbat 
 + 
 +**Age:** 25 
 + 
 +**Apparent Age:** 25 
 + 
 +**Hair color:** Blond 
 + 
 +**Eye color:** Blue 
 + 
 +**Merits:** Computer Aptitude 
 + 
 +**Flaws:** Smell of the Grave, Tic/Twitch, Disfigured, Nightmares, Victim of the Masquerade 
 + 
 +**Background**: A young man just out of midwest, Jeffery Corbell had been a big fish in a small pond, who looked like  
 +he may become a big fish in a big pond. He had lived up to his promise as an academic, and expanded his world with a clear life plan and ambitions that would not exceed his long grasp.  
 + 
 +He had just begun his post graduate studies in chemistry at New York University when he was assaulted. He had always been outgoing, and had handled the transition to a new college and a new city well. He had always been intelligent enough to manage both studies and a social life without sacrificing either, and was mature enough to know when enough was enough. Unfortunately, those instincts were the same that led him to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. 
 +With a test the next day, he was walking his new girlfriend, Sadie Rees, home from a club. They had left early, and were enjoying the end of the night together when tragedy struck. There was no rhyme or reason to the embrace, and none that they could understand for the attack. With out a work, they had both been bludgeoned over then head and stuffed into the trunk of a car for a long ride back to Stattte Island. In the tradition of the Sabbat, they were read their last rites and then buried alive along with ten other men and women just as terrified and bewildered as they.  
 + 
 +The terror of the act stripped away his sanity, but the blood he had been fed just before did even worse. Delusions and hallucinations terrorized a man who, until that night, had hardly known even a day of depression. He survived, but that was not to be the end of his struggles. He hardly heard the nonsensical ravings of the group that had sired him about Caine and their new religion. He mostly just did what he was told, and tried to survive for another day. His dreams collapsed, his pack has become his reality, and he clings to that as his only source of stability, regardless of what terrors they may commit. Though he still retains his intellect, it rarely shows itself, as the pack leader terrifies him, and he cannot rationalize the nightly violence they commit. 
 ==== Lens ==== ==== Lens ====
-==== Patrick  ====+ 
 +{{lens.jpg?200}} 
 + 
 +**Sire:** Jebediah 
 + 
 +**Clan/Bloodline:** Caitiff 
 + 
 +**Gen:** 8th 
 + 
 +**Allegiance:** Sabbat 
 + 
 +**Age:** 64 
 + 
 +**Apparent Age:** 22 
 + 
 +**Hair color:** Silver 
 + 
 +**Eye color:** Red 
 + 
 +**Merits:** Thousand Meter Killer, Acute Sense (Sight), Catlike Balance, Berserker, Concentration, Eidetic Memory,  
 +Language (ASL, Russian), Indelible 2, Time Sense 
 + 
 +**Flaws:** Mute, Slow Healing 
 + 
 +**Road:** Path of Death and the Soul (Sabbat Path of Bones variant, mechanically identical) 
 + 
 +**Background**: Embraced by a toreador during the cold war with the intent of being used by the Camarilla to eliminate rogue kindred and defectors, she was quickly abandoned when her sire realised she was Caitiff. She ended up finding her way to the Sabbat, who saw potential in her and took her in. Swearing vengeance on the Camarilla for what they did to her, she began work as a ruthless assassin. Her skills rival those even of the Banu Haqim, and her impressive career in the Black Hand has earned her respect among the Sword. 
 +==== Patrick Whittaker==== 
 + 
 +{{pattrickwhittaker.jpg?200}} 
 + 
 +**Clan/Bloodline:**  Tzimisce 
 + 
 +**Gen:** 14th 
 + 
 +**Allegience:** Sabbat 
 + 
 +**Age:** 28 
 + 
 +**Apparent Age:** 27 
 + 
 +**Hair color:** Brown 
 + 
 +**Eye color:** Brown 
 + 
 +**Merits:** Natural Leader, Bruiser 
 + 
 +**Flaws:** Short Fuse, Thirst for Innocence, Weak-willed 
 + 
 +**Background**: Born in Camden New Jersey to a mother who didn't want him, and a father who didn't know he existed, Patrick was one of five children, all raised by their eldest sister. When she moved out, the family fell apart, and he was left to raise himself on TV and microwave meals. While he wasn't a bad child, he had little support, and little motivation. By the time he was in high school, he was hardly attending, and when he did, it was mostly to deal drugs. 
 + 
 +Life had been going nowhere fast for him. At 27 years old, with no education, no career, and no dreams to speak of, he had been on a downhill slide since high school. He spent the money from his job at a gas station on drugs, rent, and nights out at the local dive bar with the few people he could call friends. He had few relationships, and even fewer people who cared about him. He wasn't surprised when he found himself bleeding out in the alley behind his favorite bar, and realized he didn't particularly care. He was embraced by a young, poorly taught Tzimisce who thought he was doing Caine's work, transforming a mortal just to see the terror and pain of transformation.  
 + 
 +Although it did not transform him into a different person, the change gave Patrick a taste of power and control for the first time in his life. He took to it naturally, and perhaps most surprisingly, accepted their philosophy easily. He was never going to rise out of the lower ranks, but was given a small taste as he was made leader of his pack. He is a cruel, violent man, but takes his responsibilities seriously, and firmly believes he needs to push his pack-mates into what his deluded mind believes will be greatness.
 ==== Reaper  ==== ==== Reaper  ====
  
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 **Background**: A fanatical assassin for the Sabbat, very little is known about the Reaper. They claim to be responsible for the deaths and disappearances of many influential Camarilla over the years, but none have ever been able to confirm or disprove these claims. In either case, their custom made scythe is a fearsome sight to behold, and they're renowned for their exceptional combat prowess and control of Obtenebration. **Background**: A fanatical assassin for the Sabbat, very little is known about the Reaper. They claim to be responsible for the deaths and disappearances of many influential Camarilla over the years, but none have ever been able to confirm or disprove these claims. In either case, their custom made scythe is a fearsome sight to behold, and they're renowned for their exceptional combat prowess and control of Obtenebration.
-==== Sadie  ====+==== Sadie Rees ==== 
 + 
 +{{sadierees.jpg?200}} 
 + 
 +**Clan/Bloodline:** Brujah 
 + 
 +**Gen:** 13th 
 + 
 +**Allegience:** Sabbat 
 + 
 +**Age:** 23 
 + 
 +**Apparent Age:** 23 
 + 
 +**Hair color:** Brown 
 + 
 +**Eye color:** Green 
 + 
 +**Merits:** Code of Honor 
 + 
 +**Flaws:** Prey Exclusion, Uppity 
 + 
 +**Background:** Growing up on the beaches of Florida, Sadie didn't fit in since birth. Her family was wealthy, beautiful, and terribly conservative, while she seemed to bear the world on her shoulders. She couldn't stand how shallow everyone around her was, and spent four miserable years in high school attached to her phone and sketchbook, wishing she was somewhere else. She picked a college in New York and never looked back. 
 +For a Shovelhead, Sadie managed to fit her clan type well. While she had been sucessful in school and as an artist, it was always in spite of her rebelious spirit, not because of it. Ostensibly a design major, she had spent more time on grafitti and projects about social consciousness than she did corporate branding and logos. Her family never quite knew what to make of her, and generally let her be, but their apathy, and the apathy of general society only spurred her into more provocative displays. By the time she had graduated, it was clear that she was going to have find her own way. In her last year, she began to date Jeffery Corbell, a graduate student at her school who she found, if not inspiring, at least pliable enough to accept her point of view. 
 +On the way home from a club one night, she had Jeffery were assulted, thrown into a trunk, and taken to Statten Island where they both underwent an embrace by burial. While he received Malkavian blood, she became Brujah, and handled the conversion far better. She further dealt with the pack politics well, and while she had little interest in Cainite religion, she took well to the freedom they provided. While she isn't sure what direction to take her creative drive, her new-found power has convinced her of her superiority over those she had opposed previously, and gave her the drive to use it against them.
 ==== Scarlet Rose ==== ==== Scarlet Rose ====
 +
 +{{scarletrose.jpg?200}}
 +
 +**Sire:** Katherine
 +
 +**Clan/Bloodline:** Toreador Antitribu
 +
 +**Gen:** 9th
 +
 +**Allegiance:** Sabbat
 +
 +**Age:** 36
 +
 +**Apparent Age:** 20
 +
 +**Hair color:** Pink
 +
 +**Eye color:** Red
 +
 +**Merits:** Enchanting Voice, Blush of Life, Master of the Masquerade, Drug Resistance, Addictive Blood, Indelible, 
 +Eat Food
 +
 +**Flaws:** Addiction (Sex), Thirst For Innocence, Beacon of the Unholy
 +
 +**Road:** Path of Cathari
 +
 +**Background**: An insatiable spy and seductress, Scarlet blends effortlessly into any surroundings or company. An actress and double agent, Scarlet can often be found flitting among the Camarilla courts of clan Toreador, seducing many Camarilla vampires to their deaths, or to a new cause...
 ===== Player Characters ===== ===== Player Characters =====
-==== Orson  ====+==== Orson Smythe ==== 
 + 
 +{{orsonsmythe.jpg?200}} 
 + 
 +**Sire:** Magus Adrionus 
 + 
 +**Clan/Bloodline:** Tremere Antitribu 
 + 
 +**Gen:** 10th 
 + 
 +**Allegiance:** Sabbat
  
 +**Age:** 178
  
 +**Apparent Age:** 39
  
 +**Hair color:** Brown
  
 +**Eye color:** Blue
  
 +**Merits:** Psychic Leech, Unmarked Antitribu, Clear-Sighted, Incantation (For Luck), Scholar of Others (Mages), Grand Library (Occult, Psychology)
  
 +**Flaws:** Lame, Permanent Third Eye, Weak Aura, Special Responsibility
  
 +**Road/Path:** Path of the Scorched Heart
  
 +**Tenets:** Deny emotion, Control the beast, Be truthful, Seek the truth, Observe before acting
  
 +**Background**: Orson was a writer and scholar in Victorian England, whose notes on the nature of the mind drew the attention of the Order of Hermes. Though he was not Awakened, he worked with them at times on their projects in the sphere and learnt a little sorcery from them. This arrangement came to an abrupt and brutal end, however, during a short lived joint operation between the Order and a group of Tremere Antitribu, working to disrupt House Tremere. Wounded in the attack, he was given the Embrace. He remained with the Sabbat when the two groups parted ways, taking great interest in their lore and history moreso than their day to day operations. A few decades into his unlife, his right leg was maimed as a punishment by a Tzimisce Archbishop for lack of commitment during battle, and he was soon relegated to a support role. He has taken to the position well over the following century or so, however, and now serves the Sabbat as a lorekeeper, scholar and occultist with a focus on maintaining the mental health of its members, directing them to appropriate Paths and teachers, and representing the Sword of Caine in its less violent endeavours including recruitment.
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