|Domain||Lehigh Valley, PA|
Real Name: Unknown
Apparent Age: 32
Concept: Pre-Embrace monster, now fighting his old habits in order to better himself.
Masked: A heavyset fellow, around 5'8, he walks with an obvious limp which he generally supports with an umbrella. Dirty blonde hair generally lies plastered to his forehead, with a thick beard with a slight reddish hue to it covering the majority of the rest of his face. A grin is almost always present on his face for anyone he meets, though his blue eyes rarely rest on you long, flicking from point to point in the room as if watching all conversations at once. He speaks with a low voice comparable to shuffling gravel, almost to the point of a sub-audible growling. He wears, seemingly at all but the most formal times, an increasingly ratty looking wool trench coat over anything, with no noticed care for matching styles.
Unmasked: Unmasked, he takes on a much darker air. His normally inviting grin seems off putting, if not downright threatening when seen applied to the gash running nearly from jaw to jaw he calls a mouth. Numerous sharp teeth form a screen within, reminiscent of a child's attempt to draw monster teeth. His face appears gaunt, the skin being pulled tight over a facial structure that seems broken. Skin continually falls off in small bit, exposing dripping muscle tissue underneath. His eye sockets seem to dip endlessly inside his skull, creating an almost goggle-like effect as his eyes themselves seem to jut forward. As well, when his mask is dropped his eyes harden considerably, to the point they seem almost two carved stones rather than eyes. His clothing hangs loose around him, barring the sides where his shirt seems to pull tight as he lifts his arms. His limp becomes even more pronounced, and he hobbles hunched over and unaided from location to location.
- Trustworthy by (Former) Marquis Deckard Stevens
- Resourceful by Sovereign Imperial Prince Kelly on loan to Raphael Carmichael - Harpy
- Revered by position
He arrived in the Lehigh Valley in May of 2009, swiftly making no name for himself whatsoever. Despite being present at conflicts and occasional interesting events he always managed to stay on the outskirts, and avoid being caught up in it.
That changed in October of 2011. When Deckard Stevens rose to the position of Marquis, for some unknown reason he named Cameron his Seneschal. No longer able to hide, Cameron was forced to don the social hat he had dodged previously and start making nice.
Since then he settled into his new role, attempting to make the best of it and be the social player his Marquis needed him.
Unfortunately, when Marquis Stevens was cut down by the machinations of a shadowy possessing creature and a traitorous Primogen, Cameron had to put himself in yet another pair of shoes, gathering those who could take down the possessed kindred. The whole event seems to have changed Cameron. While he still puts forward the same kind front as always, it is more shallow than it used to be, at times barely masking a sense of haunted emptiness that forms the new core of his eyes.
None active, that he will admit to.
Jade Curtiss, Tales of the Abyss
Jean Valjean, Les Miserables
"What was your name again?" -to everyone he has met...ever...