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Wednesday, September 1st, 2004
_7:17 pm_[black_friar]	Arkady Cjesnea Arkady is of medium height and appears to be about 16 years of age. He was born in 927 and brought across in 943. A revenant of the danislav ghoul family. An accomplished Tzimisce crafter. He is so young because of carriage accident that killed his mother and father if not for the intervention of his sire he would have surely died. He is a strong negotiator and was prized by his sire from a young mortal age for his ability to convince people of his point of view. Arkady is a 6th generation who later ate a baali elder that mistook his land for anothers. He has a true faith rating of 4 making him all but immune to most attacks by inquisitors. - He possesses the vicissitude ability of The Coropean marauder. - High scores in almost every discipline except for obeah. - Extensive travel throughout most of the world allowed him to be well advanced in skills and his ability at daiminion at lvl three makes him able to not get hurt by flames.- He has been asleep for the last 500 yrs or so having grown disgusted with the losing war with the tremere and death of his sire at the hands of the gargoyles led to this. - He awoke to find his manse destroyed all his ghouls and children put to the stake. The only thing that worked out was that his children built a sub-basement beneath the dungeon and put his treasure in with him and left no mortal any ingress to his chamber. - In 1997 when soem archaeology students were excavating his old manses' ruins and accidently found him sleeping. He ate them all keeping one alive as a ghoul to aid him in the mortal world. His treasure is combined from his years as a traveling merchant and his sire's wealth. He has no worry for money and every ghoul he creates becomes a szlachta ghoul. -His money is "invested" with the Giovanni at the recommendation of the capuchin. He was a friend of Lazarus of the cappadocians. He was known to be a wily diplomat that uses a koldunic spell taught by his elder to make his true age always appear to be that of some one of 13th generation and always less than 5 years as a vampire. His current home is in america somewhere on the east coast and always near churches. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 28th, 2004
_9:35 pm_[madlyinlove]	A vellum envelope is delivered. *A messenger brings a very well crafted vellum envelope to the usual place where you recieve letters and the like, be it a haven, or a more secure place. The envelope is sealed with an deep green sealing wax that smells faintly of laurels.( Break the SealCollapse ) (Comment on this)
Saturday, January 24th, 2004
_8:48 am_[beresia]	Jubal... ...is perhaps the last of his breed- a fallen warrior, unable to take up the legacy of his grandsire Samiel. With the destruction of Salout, the Great Rift grew between Salubri factions- those who would seek vengance upon the Tremere for this unpardonable act, and those who protested it was not the father's way. Jubal, though pledged to the Code of Samiel, could not turn his heart cold to the sufferings of his bretheren at the hands of Tremere. Vengance at any price meant sacrificing too many of his Healer bretheren on the altar of Samiel's ego. For the first two centuries after the Ancient's consumption, Jubal sheperded lost Salubri Healers to gather at a monostary in Syria managed by his Cappadocian companion, Ariel, a long time ally and friend. This meant travelling the length and breadth of both Islamic and Christian lands, encountering many kindred along the way.As with all great tales of cooperation among the Undead, it came to an end when the Cappadocian was persuaded to embrace a Giovanni (Musa), over Jubal's strong objections.The Giovanni-born Cappadocian abbot, Musa, knew the opportunity presented once he discovered the secret of the growing Salubri Stronghold. The defenses of the monastary were severe, indeed, however, and even his Tremere contacts were hesitant to mount a direct Assault without the aide of a third party.Azarapel, scion son of the Baali, posing as a member of the Giovanni-Cappadocians, as an assassin and aide, finally saw the opportunity to reap the harvest of his hatred for the Salubri. Working in conjunction with the Tremere, his powerful magics rent the supernatural defenses of the monostary, and targeted Jubal, the pillar upon which the Salubri community based itself.The fall of the monostary was a horrific page in Salubri and Cappadocian history, a large part of the Healer line butchered in a single night, and perhaps the prime example of the failure of Salubri Unity movements.Jubal was believed destroyed in the hellish inferno that consumed the innermost chambers of the monostary, but only after killing Musa with his bare hands, a sickly green light eminating from his third eye. Ariel was believed to have fallen at the fangs of Musa prior to his own death.In truth, Azarapel's infernal magics were not sufficient to lay low Jubal; in attempting to 'wipe the scourge of Jubal from the Memory of man'. Azarapel managed to clean Jubal's memory of his existance, save for hellish visions of the fall of the Monostary.Awakening in the ruins of the monostary, and guided only by the fragmented recollections of the fall, Jubal believes himself to be Ariel, Cappadocian master of the Monostary. With his second sight, he has found the strange Enochian script of both his and Ariel's writings of seven hundred years ago, to trusted associates (the group). He has sent out tentative feelers, as he adjusts to the modern age, to discover if any remain from this association, under the identity of Ariel..... (and from there...play on!) (Comment on this)
Friday, January 23rd, 2004
_11:48 pm_[madlyinlove]	Aleksander Rhodokanakis; The Seer Aleksander was once, according to the eldest of his three ghouls, a Greek Merchant before the Embrace by a Childer of Malkav give him THE SIGHT. He is tall, and his hands never cease moving across whatver object he must now examine. He is impeccably polite, and rather cheerful, and speaks enough languages to communicate with most rather easily. For several centuries, he has traveled the whole of most societies, under several faces, always with one common trait... Aleksander is Blind. For the rare few that have seen the true face of The Seer have stared into the empty sockets, framed in shallow scratches and long, curly black hair. He is tall, and his hands never cease moving across whatever object he must now examine. He is impeccably polite, and rather cheerful, and speaks enough languages to communicate with most rather easily.To see the Future, of course, one must blind himself to the Present. Every Night.After a rather quick few decades under the service of a Prince (A kinsman from his mortal days), Aleksander, with the aid of a few Assamites, brought down the small court, erasing any trace of the other Kindred, declared himself indepenant, and relocated himself to an appropriate place, a place where the strands of Time are more easily grasped.Now, Aleksander remains within his haven in Delphi, playing the role of the long-dead Oracle of legend. He provides information, for a cost (Usually vitae, or boons), and has an uncanny knack of finding people in hiding. He has been many an Assamite's secret informant, yet he seems somewhat unconcerned with the affairs of the World outside of The Sight.Aleksander is never seen without his three ghouls... an elderly woman, about 75 in appearance, a middle-aged, 40-ish woman, and a young, stunningly beautiful girl of apparently 17. The deceptively dangerous ancient ghouls serve as his face, his social side that is displayed to the majority of people that come to seek his council and services. Arrangements, payments, and questions are asked to the Eumenides, and those that try to leave with a debt unfulfilled, or refuse to perform the boon one night awake to hear the howling of The Three outside their door.His letters are always written in a precise, flowing script, and each is filled with endearments to whomever the letter is addressed to.His name is not known to any besides himself... he is now only The Seer.(Ta-daaa! -->Jon.) (Comment on this)
_3:07 pm_[silja]	OOC: Abdul Hafeez Khalin, an Assamite Vizier My character's name is Abdul Hafeez Khalin, an Assamite Vizier. At 5 foot 6 inches he is small by modern standards, his skin the dark brown of middle-eastern men still, even after all these years and his body thin and wiry. When you all met him in the 11th century, he was freshly released from training and on his first assignment. He was very friendly and chatted with everyone, one eye always on the surroundings; he especially made friends with the ghouls of the Elders and the low-level Kindred assistants. He seemed there more out of interest in such a large gathering than for any political purpose. Towards the end of the conclave, he killed one of the Elders present (if you want, one of the Elders you worked for, that could be fun), and then left immediately.What is known about this character:- he travels a lot and has been on all continents apart from Antarctica; his main haven is somewhere near the Euphretes, where he keeps several female harem ghouls.- He has several personas, but Abdul Hafeez Khalin is his real name.- He has killed several Elders, some of whom you may have hired him to kill, others who may have been your friends and clan mates. He used to be hired for the though assignments, and sometimes worked in tandem with an Assamite warrior.- He doesn't take assignments anymore, hasn't for about 100 years now. He can connect you with those that are very good at their job though.- He is obsessed about cleanliness.He has connections in both the Sabbat and the Camarilla, but never joined either and feels no Assamite should. Current Mood: creative (1 Comment |Comment on this)