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Fiona Rose
Toreador

Fiona is barely seen without her partner, Caerul, who has been with her since before she was even turned. FIona sheltered Caerul during the war when he needed someone before she was turned. Though she was mortal, he grew a sort of attachment to her. She was mortal at the time, so she was startled by him, but still affectionate and caring, being the kind of person she was, and still is, even as a vampire today.

Fiona's sire was a toreador named Peter, who was never very stationary, but heard her singing, and in his passion, sired her. He left soon after, stayed with her just long enough to make her understand that she was a toreador. Her sire was well known for being kind of flighty. He was high up and generally well known in the area. so Caerul, hearing that Peter had sired a child, and learning that it was Fiona, came to the rescue. They've been basically inseperable ever since and have been partners for so long that it's hard to imagine them apart. Fiona is in fact a toreador, but had a mentor who is, gangrel. Caerul heard about her siring and came back to her, and as his "repayment" for her kindness took her under his "wing" and taught her about the camerilla and such, since when her sire left her prematurely, she had noone else to turn to. Caerul is 8 years her senior in times of kindred so he's sure to have learned a thing or two and have been able to teach her.

She's only left him at one point, for 5 years [1939-1944]. For Jeremy. Fiona found Jeremy when she was performing one night. He was the fun, fearless musician type, and didn't seem to be bothered by her. She found him somehow amusing, and she fell in love with him pretty hard. Not so much a love love, but an obsession. She spent time with him, she spent a lot of time with him, and he told her he loved her. They were with each other almost all the time for about a year, maybe more. Naturally, she was excited, her obsession seemed to be going somewhere. Well Jeremy was going to leave town and Fiona told him she couldn't leave [[she would miss caerul too much, and she knew it]] but eventually he convinced her that if she really loved him, she would follow him, and protect him. Always insulted by a challenge of affections,she told him she would go with him, and she did. She struggled for a long time with telling her partner, but finally, she told Caerul she had to go. Caerul tries to resist it, you know, she helped him when he needed it, and in his mind he's helping her when she needs it. so amongst mixed feelings, he wants her to be happy, so reluctantly he lets her go. They left, and had a good deal of fun times, until Jeremy began to understand exactly what he had gotten himself into and then it went bad. He began to leave the house when she was sleeping, and not come home for days. He would find other women and court them, but always came home to Fiona at the end of it. He wanted to be like her, but she didn't want him to be. Something to her wasn't right with him. At the end, Caerul's reluctance to let her go came to a point. Jeremy gre worse, and he eventually he tried to kill her. he failed, but not without some serious damage to Fiona both physically and with her pride. She healed, and had been gone for almost two years by that point, and when she healed, she mourned. But eventually she came home, and looked for Caerul, and thats where she remet him in an Irish pub one night, and they have not seperated since

Tanus was born and raised in Glasgow, Scotland. Being born under a middle-class merchant family, Tanus never knew the high life, but he got by. At the age of eight-teen, he decided to study abroad to get a degree in literature. After schooling in Germany for a number of years, Tanus returned to Scotland to start up a bookstore. Unfortunately, that did not pan out. He then started to look for work, and found it in an old library in the northern country. He leaft immediately and had worked there for a number of years, most of them being uneventful.

However, this all changed in one night when a stranger going by the name "Guiness" came in asking for a specific book, a rare one Tanus knew the store carried. As he went back to the counter, the man was no where to be seen. As Tanus put the book down, cold hands grappled his arms and neck. As he struggled, he felt two sharp points enter his neck, and his life began to drain out of him. Nearly a lifeless heap, Tanus sunk to the floor, half dazed and very close to death. However, the man then cut his wrist and forced into Tanus' mouth, where he gulped the man's blood down. Seconds later, Tanus felt reborn. As he looked up, the man smiled down at him. "Welcome to the Tremere," Guiness said. Tanus, being half confused, did not quite understand what that meant. However, he soon found out when he escorted by his sire back to the Chantry and given a proper meal.

Years later, after spending nearly half a century in study at the Chantry, Tanus left to stick it out on his own to find the secrets of his life and curse. What brought him to San Diego, Tanus is not really sure, But he realizes it must have been for some purpose that will change him forever.

JACK TERROR

Bear with me dudes, Im literaly pullin this out my a**. Ill practice my in-character performance in here to.

Backstory??? Why the ******** do you wanna know! Whatever....When I was still....living....I had just got into the then new punk scene. At this time the scene in NYC were in there prime and I went to many punk shows. Then one night in '77 I got ******** lucky and scored some cash and bought tickets to check out the Ramones at some club...I cant remember the name of that damn club though....heard it got shut down and demolished...BUT ANYWAY! Yea after that show....I was totatly wasted off my a**, and went to take a piss in an alley way. I was just about to unzip my ******** fly and some british ******** jumped out and bit me. SCARED THE PISS RIGHT OUTTA ME! Quite literaly acctualy...I did piss myself. Next thing I knew I was fast and strong as ********, and I realized sunlight burned the skin right off me. Well, after shortly after that I ran into good ol' Johnny Skulls. He and I had some good times man! He taught me all about my clan the Brujah, and we started our own little anarch group, started a hell of alot of riots. After a while I got away from Skulls and did my own thing. Ya ever heard of the Seattle riots??? YEA THAT WAS MY DOING! ******** what youve heard, the ******** that threw the brick though the Starbucks window, THAT WAS ME!!! Yea well, now my old friend Skulls called me up! Me and Johnny are gonna ******** THIS TOWN UP!!!

Ok, lol, out of character, HOW'D I DO??? sweatdrop xd

What can be said for a kid born on all Hollows Eve, to a Catholic Family? What more can you add when you find out that he was born on the bed he was conviced on?

Draven was born Derric E. Lenard, in the Mansion his father owned in Upstate New York. Miles Lenard, Derric's Father, had made a fortune as a union offical, and minor poloitical force in New York. So Derric had a very easy life, living as the child and heir to a fortune, going to the best schools. Mingling only with high society, although in some of his darker moments Derric did sneak off to help bootleggers, or test the product.

Oddly enough, Derric was not the morbid sort you would expect. His birthday falling on Holloween was a bit less than a pasing oddity. Fate and superstition not high on his list of concerns. For that matter neither were his parents ideas on Religion. Derric was obbessed with a few things in life, mainly: Parties, Women, and making music. As the 1920s got under full swing he found himself in the right place at the right time.

Derric only went to the "right" parties, only helped the "good" bootleggers, and generally always stuck to the higher side of the Speak-Easy society. He either mingled with the high-born, and drank more than should, or he played music for the clubs. His deepest passion laid in Piano, and combining Piano with all kinds of new "Jazz" sounds. He also played at his father's house parties, be it Piano, Women or Drink.

Then the world changed. The Stock Market crashed, and so did most of the parties. It was a hard time for most American's, even those as lucky as Derric and his family. Derric's father didn't lose much at all, and in fact he continued to make quite a bit of money in the years that would follow. But they saw the depression grow around them. As such the parites just changed. Derric no longer ran form home to find parties every night. He became even more involved in the family buisness. The buisness of Polotics.

Through this time of high-born parites, and all night debates, Derric continued to develope his skills in Piano, Women, and drinking. Becoming a focal point for many a party in his Father's ring of friends parites, as Derric was one of the few "clean" musicians still around. His experiments with Jazz ended... but he found new passions. Mixing piano with other sounds. Even once mixing the sound of his piano to the sounds of Mrs. Sammantha Silles moans, Mrs. Silles being one of his Father's best friends wifes.

It was this act that saw Derric on a trip to Paris, as his Father tried to handle and difuse the rumors. It just so happened that in Paris Derric's life changed again. It was the night of his birthday, and he was mixing the sounds of his piano to the sounds of a violin. The place was posh, full of arrogant snobs, and packed with the high-life of Paris. Derric was 22 years old, and was planning on taking the 17 year-old waiteress back to his hotel to celebrate the fact when Mia LeVenn walked in and caught the sound of the young man's hands.

Mia was stunned, and took to Derric like a moth to the flame, Derric didn't mind at all, as Mia was beautiful, exotic, and just as arrogant as he was. So the night wore on, Mia at Derric's side, learning all Derric manners. His perfect sense of caste and class, his love of the finer things in life, his love for Piano, Women, and Drink. So she took him home, to her rooms, and just a bit after 11 pm she showed him the best drink, the best woman, and the best Music Mortal life had to offer. Her voice, in moans, her body, in sexaul heat, and finally her kiss.

When Derric woke the next morning, he knew he had tasted her blood... he knew he had tasted life, and then he knew it wasn't truely "morning". Mia began to explain the Cammarilla and the Toreador in that first night, showing Derric how to feed, how to walk, how to use his new senses. That night, the second night of his unlife, the 1st of November, Derric became Draven. Derric Lenard became a Missing Person, and sooner or later his parents mourned his death.

Draven and Mia were a pair for the next twenty years. They traveled all over Europe, Draven learning the laws, his station in kindred life, the polotics of the undead. He came to love his new life quickly, having not much reason to see it as anything other than another step in his path. Draven didn't see it, but as this time passed Mia was becoming conflicted. She was begining to feel resentful to her sire, confined by the Masquarade, and hemmed in by the Cammarilla.

Draven did begin to notice not to long after 1955, then the pair returned to the states. Mia wanted to meet his family, a task Draven agreed to reluctantly, but his Father and Mother welcomed them both. Draven had died his hair with streaks of grey for the occasion, and had applied a bit of make, to make himself seem a bit less inhuman, and a bit older. Mia refused, and although she introduced herself as Draven's Wife, she claimed to be only 30 years of age.

Draven's father welcomed his son back, just as his mother did. They were releaved he was still alive, and sad that he had been missing from their lives for so long. Draven explianed how his life had been caught up in an artistic revolution and then a Military revolution. Spinning a tale of how he had fought the Nazi's in the steets of France as part of the resistance. His father and mother believe every word, and after a night of new meetings Draven and Mia left to their own "life".

Over several months Draven and Mia visited Draven's parents, when they did Mia would vanish for hours at a time, seeking out High-born prey to feed on. And then there were the times Draven went alone, and Mia would vanish from thier haven for days at a time. Then in 1957 Draven's parents both died, willing him their fortune, and Mia vanished for 3 months. When Draven finally found her, she was in a small Ghost town in Indiana, she had killed everyone in the town... and left their bodies in positions to mock their life.

She was living from day to day in the forest around the Town. Waiting for night fall when she would draw strong willed and thick head youths to the ghost town, and haunt them, playing mind games before feeding from them. The town held many local superstituations, and had seemd to decay over night. Draven comforted Mia about her breach of the Masqurade.. and they fought for the first time in their lives. After the fight Mia fled, and Draven burned the town to the ground.

Mia has since become a member of the Sabbat, while Draven has wandred, adapting to life as it changed, and living in many Cammarilla controled Cities. It was a chance meeting with Renee that finally stopped his wandering feet. Now Draven lives in San Diego, along side his Prince.

This is for the Australia campaign:

Zead le Forenze was born in Marseille, France to a wealthy family of doctors and physicians. At the age of 10, Zead was enrolled in a prestigous academy for the intellectually gifted, where he graduated as valedictorian at the age of 18. He then went to medical school in Paris, where he got some of the best marks on campus. After graduation, he opened up a small medical office in Paris to pay for expenses and such.

It was when he was 38 that this all changed. One night, while in his office and study, a knock came to his attention. Zead got to the door where a man was covered with blood, with deep gashes along his upper torso. This was William Bendel, his future sire. He brought Bendel into the main operating room to tend to his wounds, which he seemed to have an easy job doing. As he left to get some morphine from the store room, Zead was grabbed and sired in his study. After feeding on one of the nurses on staff, he was lead to a Chantry nearby to help Bendel conduct experiments on kindred to test properties of blood.

On May 4th, 1902, it came to pass that Zead would be one of the hunted and exiled. That night, Bendel and Zead were in the dungeon, performing experiments on the kindred to make a gargoyle. Zead, going nearly insane from watching the torment, pleaded with his sire to stop the madness. His sire, laughing, killed one of the kindred in front of him, turned around, and proceeded to jeer at Zead calling him weak and spineless. This was William Bendel's final mistake. Zead frenzied and thrust himself at his sire's throat, ripping it open and diablerized him. His sire, as an act of desperation, cursed Zead with blindness to last for all of eternity. Zead, realizing soon after what he had done, fled. After close to 20 years of research, Zead discovered a way to hide the black veins of diablerie out of his aura.

It was in 1993 that Zead le Forenze came to Australia. Zead was confronted late one night by Kyle Manrix, a hunter of the Society of Leopold. AFter a costly confrontation to both fighters, Zead took the next boat he could to the continent/island/country of Australia to start a new (un)life under the night skies. Since then, he has become the leader of the Chantry of Sydney.

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Gabriella Shannon Abbot
Cacaphony

Gabriella, full mortal name Gabriella Shannon Abbot, was born in Western England to a influential upper middle class family, who were into the arts heavily. She had two siblings, a brother, who went on to become a famous tenor, and a sister who, when older, ran off to live in a artists' colony, never really making it big. Pushing Gabriella to achieve some kind of artistic niche, they enrolled her in millions of courses, and in that, finally saw her daughter's natural love, and ear for music. Soon, they had her in several lessons of the musical nature, the one she loved best, and did her best in, was voice. Gabriella was well known in her area's school system for being somewhat of a protege to the arts, also learning a bit of piano and violin to accompany herself.

In her teen years, Gabriella began singing at dinner parties, and soon after, was booked for several theatres in the area, whose talent managers had been caught up in her singing. She grew great success, for a teen, but, after her parent's death, decided to leave England to pursue an operatic career in Italy, hoping to someday move back to an English speaking country.

She did well there, though there was no notieriety like there was when she was young, and learned the ways of the opera house singing, getting supporting roles, but no starring ones, in opera houses in the area.

Upon the mention that her career would do well in Australia, she moved there, and began performing every other night with a small operatic troupe to an enraptured audience. She moved herself up in the troupe, coming up and soon, she found herself singing a few solos in the troupe's new Opera, Mineae. It was in this opera that she began attracting the attention of the daughters, who watched her, and sired her soon after, bringing her into their culture.

Gabriella stayed with the Australia chapter of the daughters, though, at times, she became restless, and took trips back to England, and even once, to America, but always found her way home to Australia.

When she was 19 in years of the vampire, she found herself often attending, and at one point befriending, a mortal man as vain and centered on the art as she was. He ran a converted mansion that had been turned into an opera house nearby, and for 16 years, she could often be found at the side of the man, watching the operas he had arranged. When he died, he left in his will to her, the opera house itself. She was now 35 in years of the vampire, and soon took over, putting a few needed improvements on the house, and converting it. Mortals performed during the day every once and a while, and at night the place became alive with Kindred performers.

This is where she is now, and how it's been for years