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Backgrounds:

Contacts 3
Domain 2
Retainer 3
Gen 3
Resources 2
Herd 2
Alt ID 1
-License 1 (Animal Control)

Merits:

Additional Discipline: Obfuscate (5)
Useful Knowledge (1)
Inoffensive to Animals (1)

Flaws:

Probationary Sect Member. (4)
Sleeping with the Enemy (3)

Humanity: 5
Willpower: 5 / 5
Blood Pool: 13 / 13

Conscience: 2
Self-Control: 3
Courage: 5

Clan: Obfuscate 1
Clan: Animalism 1
Clan: Protean 1
Clan: Fortitude

Physical Description:
A man of middling years and with a round face. Dark Hair in a with a think beard untrimmed. He would look like an average man except his appearance is unkempt and dirty. He also tends to smell like the animals he takes care of.

https://i.pinimg.com/236x/d7/73/a8/d773a82480c8660443770525a4ba390c--rumah-minimalis-gambar.jpg

Personality:
He has a fairly roughed personality, he just dosnt have a good grasp on social cues.

He tends to avoid people and prefers the company of Animals. When around others he tends to clam up believing it best to stay quite.

Backstory:
The Sabbat way is a brutal way of life to follow. Only the strong survive their first nights among the sabbat. This is a desirable outcome for a Gangrel sire. XXX awoke in the dark, gasping for air but choking on earth. He desperately clawed his way out of his shallow grave and found himself in chaos. The only thing he felt was the thirst, it was everything. He wasn’t alone though there were a few others. Amongst each-other they fought driven mad by the thirst. Than as if waking up from a dream he found himself standing over the body of a woman. He could still taste her blood, it was the sweetest most delightful thing in the whole world and he wept.

For 2 years he was alone … he survived purely on instinct. Avoiding others grasping with what he has become. Before the change he was a survivor, a lifetime of habits buried deep within. Still trying to remember that life was like trying to remember a dream. The few things that he did remember painted a grim picture. One night she appeared, he remembered fear and panic welled up inside, hope that she could help. However she commanded him to be still … and he froze. “How many winters since your change?” She asked. It was a struggle to form the words but he managed. “Two winters.” “And how did you survive all this time?” “I hid in an old abandoned mine just outside of town. People stay away because they fear some animals have made it their home.” “And where have you been feeding?” Tears well up in his eyes. “Sometimes people venture over to the mines. Other times had to … to hunt in the city.” A moment she studied him than asked, “And what are you?” In that instance his face changed and he looked back with confidence. “A survivor.” She nodded satisfied with the answer. “Come with me, I have much to yet teach you. I am Elaine of the Gangrel, a priestess among the Sabbat. And I have been waiting for you.” Little did he know of their ways, but looking back he would miss those days in that cave. Life among the Sabbat is not easy, it is survival of the fittest. Elaine brought him back to her pack and taught him. However life for an uninitiated was not kind. He was little more than a slave to the others. For some reason Elaine was in no rush to change that. While she was around things weren’t so bad but when she was away things quickly turned to the worst. Of course he wasn’t alone there were a few other among the False Sabbat. He was able to befriend some of them and keep in contact even if they moved around or joined a different pack. Elaine thought him the basic disciplines that went along with the clan gangrel. However XXX found he could also use another discipline which he kept secret.

Among the Sabbat it isn’t uncommon for one pack to get into fights with another over territory or feeding grounds. However there is some level of cooperation expected at least to one’s superiors. Our pack for the most part got along well with the other smaller packs. It was believed that united they could compete with the bigger ones. Which worked out until another pack moved into the area. A large pack came in and started devouring up the smaller packs. Elaine was able to rally the smaller packs and push back, becoming a thorn in their side. Seeking support she went to speak with a Bishop to resolve the issue. It seemed though that the bishops were content to let things play out. Things carried on like this for a while most of the smaller packs fled or were absorbed by the bigger pack. Things got harder on our pack, we were attacked if we went out by our selves and not everyone came back . XXX was still able to communicate with his contacts who were now scattered among. He would use animal messengers or secret coding. That is where he learned of something happening. A warning had come, “The Bishop has turned a blind eye, they will come and remove the thorn.” The others did not believe such a betrayal, and Elaine went to the bishop. She never made it back, the attack came quickly and chaos erupted.

XXX could do nothing as he watched them bring down his pack mates and tear them to pieces. XXX managed to get away and disappear into the night. For a few nights he sulked around trying to find if anyone else made it out. One night he found Elaine … she had sent one of her hawks to find him. She said, “I can no longer keep you safe young one. You have a choice I do not, you can flee from here and try to make it on your own. Or you can stay among the Uninitiated until someone picks you up. I won’t be with you this time, I have been called by the bishop to attend other matters.” XXX shuttered did not want to go back that was clear. With a heavy heart she said “There is a place where you may find some safety. It is not in Sabbat territory, there you will be a stranger and outcast. But with time they may grow to accept you. I have a friend who can take you there. She is mortal and will take care of you in my place. This is all I have left to give you.”

Freebies:
Contacts/Spies @@@(2)
Domain @@ (1)
Retainer @@@(2)
Gen @@@(2)
Resources @@(1)
Herd @@(2)
Alternate ID @ (1)- Vincent changed his name coming to Starke
-License @ (1) Animal Control for Hospital

Notes:
Larceny 1 (Not above)

To be discussed yet:
Purposed Retainers:
@ Human Vet - Theodora: Asian woman who likes to work with animals. Runs hospital during the day
@ Ghoul Hawk - Loki as it likes to cause mischief. Rescued from clinic.
@ Ghoul … Hound/Bear - Thor Oldest Companion and my protector. Saved at a young age, my oldest friend and closest companion.

Contacts: Chloe- Sabbot Ghoul: Works for the sabbot as an supplier/dealer. Vincent met her during his time among the sabbot and they developed a relationship.

Sera- My “Sire” and only survivor of her pack. Disillusioned by the brutality of the sabbot She now claims independence and runs a haven in her old territories.

Code Name: Sparrow - Mysterious contact among the sabbot. Never met face to face but has proven a reliable source of intel. (Able to speak with animals. It’s how we stay in touch.)

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Player: Tyrs13

A man of middling years and with a round face. Dark Hair in a with a think beard untrimmed. He would look like an average man except his appearance is unkempt and dirty. He also tends to smell like the animals he takes care of.

https://i.pinimg.com/236x/d7/73/a8/d773a82480c8660443770525a4ba390c--rumah-minimalis-gambar.jpg

He has a fairly roughed personality, he just dosnt have a good grasp on social cues.

He tends to avoid people and prefers the company of Animals. When around others he tends to clam up believing it best to stay quite.

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