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Joan O'Rien

2011-06-26T17:21:47Z

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Joan O'Rien

2011-06-13T21:52:28Z

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Joan O'Rien

2011-06-13T21:52:07Z

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Joan O'Rien

2011-06-13T21:50:13Z

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Joan O'Rien

2011-06-13T21:48:34Z

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Mirranda Cane

2011-05-31T23:20:00Z

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{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkeley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

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=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

At the Grand Elisium in Berkeley 2011 Mirranda Cane was given a Major Boon from Archon Shanghai Kelly after he accidentally destroyed one of the pieces she had brought to display. Mirranda accepted the Boon but only reluctantly, as she informed many that the piece was a reproduction of the original. She claims to never bring originals to display after an incident long ago.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].

 [[File:Patron.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA Empty Promise]]
 [[File:Riley.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA No Title]]
 [[File:saulgood.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin No Hope]]
 [[File:MirrasMasquerade.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Masquerade Series, #1 Masquerade]]
 [[File:Danger.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Masquerade Series, #2 The Bitch We Serve]]

One Little Bit

2011-05-16T16:44:48Z

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{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Harpy
|Status=3+1+4-1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

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=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Resourceful''' by Primogen Marcus Abendroth of Sacramento
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento (on loan to Assistant, Nina Harris)

*'''Influential''' as Harpy of Sacramento

*'''Cherished''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Jefferson of Clan Toreador
*'''Loyal''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Finn of Clan Brujah
*'''Well-Connected''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Smith of Clan Tremere
*'''Dutiful''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Lysander of Clan Ventrue

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
[[Image:invitation.jpg|thumb]] Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2011.

Her first ever 'Loooow Class Party' was held the following week in Sacramento, to rave reviews.

Bit became Harpy of Sacramento on 3/12/2011. Her first act was to strip Prince Jackson Riley and Seneschal Allesandra Orion for their 'No Pants Tuesday' decree.
She named Nina Harris her Assistant on 5/14/11, lending her Bit's Loyal name moments after Prince Riley gave it to Bit as 'recognition for efforts, within and without those dictated by position'.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]
 [[Matteo]]
 [[Theo]]
 [[Virgil Deems]]
 [[Jack Sebastien]]
 [[Selena Jefferson]]
 [[Malik Finn]]
 [[Connor O'Riely]]
 [[Nina Harris]]
 [[Victor Smith, Esq]]
 [[William Stanford]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

One Little Bit

2011-05-16T13:42:14Z

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{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Harpy
|Status=3+1+4-1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

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=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Resourceful''' by Primogen Marcus Abendroth of Sacramento
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento (on loan to Assistant, Nina Harris)

*'''Influential''' as Harpy of Sacramento

*'''Cherished''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Jefferson of Clan Toreador
*'''Loyal''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Finn of Clan Brujah
*'''Well-Connected''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Smith of Clan Tremere
*'''Dutiful''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Lysander of Clan Ventrue

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
[[Image:invitation.jpg|thumb]] Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2011.

Her first ever 'Loooow Class Party' was held the following week in Sacramento, to rave reviews.

Bit became Harpy of Sacramento on 3/12/2011. Her first act was to strip Prince Jackson Riley and Seneschal Allesandra Orion for their 'No Pants Tuesday' decree.
She named Nina Harris her Assistant on 5/14/11, lending her Bit's Loyal name moments after Prince Riley gave it to Bit as 'recognition for efforts, within and without those dictated by position'.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]
 [[Matteo]]
 [[Theo]]
 [[Virgil Deems]]
 [[Jack Sebastien]]
 [[Selena Jefferson]]
 [[Malik Finn]]
 [[Connor O'Riely]]
 [[Nina Harris]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

One Little Bit

2011-05-12T15:26:26Z

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{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Harpy
|Status=2+1+4
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

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=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Resourceful''' by Primogen Marcus Abendroth of Sacramento

*'''Influential''' as Harpy of Sacramento

*'''Cherished''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Jefferson of Clan Toreador
*'''Loyal''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Finn of Clan Brujah
*'''Well-Connected''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Smith of Clan Tremere
*'''Dutiful''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Lysander of Clan Ventrue

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
[[Image:invitation.jpg|thumb]] Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2011.

Her first ever 'Loooow Class Party' was held the following week in Sacramento, to rave reviews.

Bit became Harpy of Sacramento on 3/12/2011. Her first act was to strip Prince Jackson Riley and Seneschal Allesandra Orion for their 'No Pants Tuesday' decree.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]
 [[Matteo]]
 [[Theo]]
 [[Virgil Deems]]
 [[Jack Sebastien]]
 [[Selena Jefferson]]
 [[Malik Finn]]
 [[Connor O'Riely]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

One Little Bit

2011-05-12T15:21:08Z

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{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Harpy
|Status=2+1+4
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

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=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Resourceful''' by Primogen Marcus Abendroth of Sacramento

*'''Influential''' as Harpy of Sacramento

*'''Cherished''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Jefferson of Clan Toreador
*'''Loyal''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Finn of Clan Brujah
*'''Well-Connected''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Smith of Clan Tremere
*'''Dutiful''' as Harpy by word of Primogen Lysander of Clan Ventrue

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
[[Image:invitation.jpg|thumb]] Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

Her first ever 'Loooow Class Party' was held the following week in Sacramento, to rave reviews.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

Heather of New Haven

2011-03-25T22:09:18Z

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{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=4
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:asams@irondragongames.com Amy]
}}

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=Overview=
[[Image:Heatherkins.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Heather Walden Heather of New Haven The Cast Iron Cunt Ice Queen

'''Real Name:''' Many are rumored, none confirmed.

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid Thirties

'''Concept:''' Do not fuck with me, and I will not fuck with you.

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, 6' tall, medium build and muscled. Blonde hair in braids usually pinned to her head, yellow eyes and an odd twitch.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Just''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Indomitable''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Relentless''' by Prince Book of San Fransisco

=Character Information=
A hard enemy to have, Heather is an even harder friend to loose for the few she has named such.

Heather stood as one of the Seventeen that fought and destroyed what was left of Angus the Unruled on the Mirakatsu, and drew first blood with a rifle given to her on that night. Though dodging the spotlight seems to be her MO, she spoke at the Conclave that restored Xavier to the Justicarial seat and emerges from time to time with scathing retorts when provoked.

Heather took the Praxis of New Haven, but left it 6 months later with little explanation to live in Sacramento as one of Jackson Riley's pet former Prince brigade. She is often seen tagging along with Shanghai Kelly, though rarely looks happy to be there.

To the Camarilla, Heather's loyalty to her clan is a great disadvantage. To the Gangrel, Heather's loyalty to the Camarilla is a great disadvantage. To the Anarchs, Heather is alternately one very Cast Iron Cunt or amusing to poke with sticks, the jury still seems to be out on which.

==Coterie==
Are you nuts? No one can stand this bitch for long enough to coterie with her.

==Allies==
See above. Though she does sometimes seem to have the ear of the oddest people...

==Enemies==
Anyone who pisses her off, which seems to be everyone.

==Sire==
David Walden

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 Breyer of New Haven
 Gregory Woodward

Probably others, you know how these Gangrel are...

==Broodmates==
God, can you imagine being kin to her?

==Character Inspirations==
7 of 9, and my cat.

==Soundtrack==
Bound for Glory, Floater
 Fever Dream, 300 sound track

==Quotes==
I am just a simple Gangrel.
 Sit down and shut up until you earn your right to speak, childe.
 You cannot possibly be that stupid. PLEASE, tell me you are not that stupid, and you are just trying to fuck all of us.
 Tell me why I should listen to you. Make a compelling argument, and I might.
 Use your magic on me and I'll use my claws on you.

==Rumors==
Heather fled Northern California after being caught indoctrinating neonate Gangrel with Anarch propaganda.
 Heather is Wilson Coltrane's childe.
 Heather and Shanghai Kelly are lovers.
 Heather is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Except the lesbian version of that.
 Heather is a coward.
 Heather will rip off your face with her claws if you piss her off.
 Heather was named Heather by her sire because she is so soft.
 Heather is City Gangrel.
 Heather's sire picked a fight with Prince Book, and Book blood bound her in retaliation.

=The Stories She's Told=
==Origin==

Heather sits up, rolls her shoulders. Turning slightly, the light from the fire catches her eyes frequently as it flickers. Its an odd double reflection off of the glasses lenses and then her pupil's coyote-reflecting glare

"In the long dark long ago, before there was more than one of each thing in the world there lived Raven and Coyote. Then as now they lived often on the edges of things, watching, and playing."

"Now, there were few laws in that time, but the few there were were inviolate. Nothing could break them, for Man had not yet come to the world. First and foremost of all the laws that had not yet even been written was balance. All things in balance."

"In that time Coyote was not as we know her now. She could run through the sky at will, alone in the dark blank that did not yet even have the stars to light the way. Raven, too was different. He wore a coat of brilliant, beautiful colors. When Raven passed, all who saw him were haunted by his gorgeous feathered magnificence, and so to make sure the saw him always he simply hopped along the ground."

She leans forward slightly, and in a faintly mocking tone
"Raven was as we know him now, you see, in his pride."

Releasing your gaze she leans back again. "The world spun, and new things came to it. One night, Hunger came into Coyote and spoke quiet words to her. So, as they played Coyote snapped at Raven, snapped and caught the wondrous, beautiful coat of feathers.. and Coyote swallowed it up."

"Coyote stopped, and tried to beg forgiveness from Raven, but he was very angry, and made even more so by the liquid, crystal notes that Coyote now spoke with. The law, said Raven, is the law. So, snatching, he took from Coyote her flight."

"Cackling in his dark voice, Raven fled for the night. After not too long a time Raven found forgivenss had grown in his heart and so he went to share with Coyote this new thing, to trade for this Hunger Coyote had gained. When he returned though, he found Coyote could not see him. Black against black, there was no more brilliance for Coyote to pick out in the night. And Coyote sat, and howled her loneliness to the dark."

"Even this Raven could not hear though, for the black night swallowed it up. All alone Raven flew in the cold, bereft even of the small whispers of conversation between others. So Raven, quick thinker that he was and is, went to the river and bathed, and flew to the sky, smearing droplets of water across the night. Heather looks up at the stars Then, Raven could hear Coyote's song, reflected back to him."

"Moved by their friendship and Coyote's cries, Raven came again to Coyote. Coyote, at last able to see her friend sihloetted against the stars, quieted and smiled. She promised Raven to never again come at him, and Raven promised to never again be so slow as to let himself be caught."

"Then, Raven told Coyote the other thing. Coyote, my friend, he said. I have taken from you something, and all things must balance. A gift for a theft, always. So, now dear friend,

Heather's eyes flick back to yours

"As I take from you your loneliness, I give to you your Clan."

==Six Pillars==
In the raw beginning, there was little to stop the wind and the rain and the thundering strike. Those who lived in this time put their shoulder to the wind and pressed on, resting only for a moment in the lee of a hill until the wind changed again and they were forced out. In darkness, in night, when a voice was lost to the howling winds it was lost forever, remembered by none.

There were those who grew tired of this existence, and so erected six pillars against the wind. In darkness, in night, there arose a structure to fight the storms and shield those underneath the lofty roof.

Some chafed against the mighty walls, scoffed at the building and the overly polite ways of those within it. They built their own houses, but in the end found that they would stand only while leaning against the great pillars. In darkness, in night, many came to the great house, and some to the lesser.

Time passed, and some wished to exit and face the wind on their own. Into the Wild they went, pressing into the wind and rain, come what may. Their wanderings became the stuff of legends, but storms arise that no one man can stand and face alone lest they be swept away. In darkness, in night, where does the lone traveler turn?

To the Tower, standing tall.

==The Little Brujah that Couldn't==

Pyro Torpor. Let me tell you about Pyro Torpor, the little Brujah that couldn't.

 Cracking her neck, Heather stands.

Once upon a time in a place not so very far from here there lived a nice.. ok, a horrible bitch that we'll call 'Ivy'. 'Ivy' worked for the Prince, Alejandro Patron. If you've ever met that man, you may have some idea of how rough it might be working for him. Well 'Ivy' got along well enough, but Prince Patron liked to have 'Ivy' be the bad guy any time he could. So she handled Hospitality for Patron. One night the Brujah Harpy, Zhan, came to 'Ivy' with a new Brujah to be introduced. Something was off about how the Harpy was doing it though. You know how teenagers egging each other on sort of stand back when their buddy is about to do the really stupid thing? That's what Zhan did when this new Brujah was asked his name.
[[Image:PyroTorpor.jpg|thumb|]]
 Dramatic Pause 

Pyro Torpor. The boy says his name is Pyro Torpor. And I'm .. I mean 'Ivy' is just kind of flabergasted. Then 'Ivy' figures the punk is just fucking with her, but to be sure 'Ivys' not going to need to murder a bunch of people who end up carding the little bastard, she asks for his ID. There, plain as day, he's got "Pyro Torpor" on his government issued ID.

 A loud pop is heard as Heather's neck cracks with no apparent movement.

'Ivy' gives the Harpy a look and he swears he'll take care of it. Court comes around and the time comes for Hospitality. Heather straightens "Welcome, Kindred of New Haven. Do any of the city have business before this court?" She unbends And up comes Zhan and his new little friend. Zhan says he's got someone seeking hospitality, and the fucker gives 'Ivy' his shit eating grin and announces Pyro Torpor.

So, what's a girl to do?

'Ivy' turns to the Prince, has a nice little chat while showing the court her 'angry face'. Then she turns back, and announces that as good Harpy Zhan has vouched for her, Sally Torpor is hereby given the Hospitality of the Domain of New Haven. She is welcome within the Domain.

Thing about Brujah is, they're just looking for a reaction. Probably Zhan's grand scheme was to have me flip out, and for the Prince to extend mercy in a grand gesture. Zhan was a rough friend to have. But, I have my secret weapon. Holds her arms out, mimes pulling something out of a sleeve and then gives you a conspiratorial grin. 'Ivy' does, I mean and so do you, now. And that is, not being what you let them think you are.

Now, what happened to dear little Sally? Well, seems like she couldn't control herself. Flipped out right after court, sadly still in Elysium. Of course 'Ivy' looked the other way while the Brujah hustled her out quiet like. Heather's eyes glint It is important to extend favors to our dear friends, isn't it?

Moral of the story's a simple one, though you'll have to forgive me for speaking it. If you're not willing to Sally forth on the field of battle given to you, you'd best be willing to end up in Torpor.

 With a mock bow, Heather sits. 

==Meeting Joe==

The time I met Joe Barclay? Sure, I'll tell you about meeting Joe. I was in San Fransisco, for my very first ever big get-together since David found me. I was a biddy little Sheriff for New Haven, and my oh my were there ever some intimidating mother fuckers out there. Book got up, was joking about diablerie.. good times. Heather cracks her neck

So finally I figure its time to stop hugging corners and say hey to the locals. I ask a lady with a very large stick if she is indeed the Gangrel Primogen as I was told, and she says no, no she aint. Her tone tells me exactly where I can stick my Gangrel and smoke it, too, but she's ever so nice enough to point out to me the Gangrel Primogen, Leanne Brokencage. I don't know if you know of Brokencage, she's a story in and of herself, but she was certainly a Gangrel Primogen of Sacramento even if it was for less time than it takes most people to fart. In her usual way Brokencage had something else to run off and do, so she says 'here, this is Joe, he's one of us talk to him' and she scampers off.

[[image:joe.png|thumb]]Now here I am all by my lonesome with Joe Barclay, who it turns out is an Anarch Baron of something or other. Now I knew crap all about how the Anarchs worked or who was what, but I did know from my time up in New Haven that they tended to enjoy throwing eggs at Sheriffs, so I figure sooner or later Joe's going to be looking to serve me a warm slice of crow pie. I stick this on my back burner though, because as you know if you've met Joe he's kind of an.. 'intense' conversationalist. A half grin At least his issues with personal space and the other creepinesses about him confirmed he was indeed Gangrel.

We sit down, and Joe does that thing where he turns the chair around and sits on it reversed. This has always been a pet peeve of mine, because as much as I may give two shits about how you decide to sit your ass down, its always bugged me that doing that means if you try to get up you're legs are going to get tangled. And I've had a long night and I'm tired of biting my tongue and its a damn Anarch, if you can't mouth off to Anarchs who CAN you mouth off to right? So I ask him why he sits like that, and he tells me. He tells me its so if his vest goes off I'll be partially protected, and then he shows me his vest.

You seen Joe's vests? C4 and ballbearings, and a shitton of wires all mixed up in a big old mess of explosive happy times. Just the thing to set you at ease. To top it off, Joe does that thing, you know- Heather looks over your shoulder, then raises her eyebrows slightly as if she just recognized who is behind you. She looks back at you with a slight grin. That. I glance behind me all nice and casual like Heather mimes a somewhat panicked look over her shoulder. and oh who do we have here? Three little punks in leather and chains, gee those couldn't POSSIBLY be Anarchs coming up behind me, could they? I stand up so my back's not to them, and Joe follows suit. Of course now Joe's done his thing Heather steps forward until she's uncomfortably close, looking intently at you and again he's glancing over my shoulder oh so subtly and confirming whatever it is they have plan with his buddies. She steps back out of your personal space. 

Great. Its 'punk the Sheriff' time in San Fransisco. Good thing this is Elysium, right? Except now I notice that the whole damn room's cleared out and its just little me and the Anarchs still here for playtime. Ok, I think, just keep them in Elysium, they're not going to kill you here, anyone could walk in at any time.. But now Joe's walking me ever-so-casual over to the door and the Anarchs are following along and its getting harder and harder to not have my back to them. Heather cracks her neck again. Joe looks me over, then with that gleam in his eye tells me

"You've GOT to try this."

He looks over my shoulder again, and nods. We're right by the door and here we go, I'm getting my weight balanced, hands out of pockets and god damn you fucking Anarchs if its a fight you want you're going to damn well get it..

Then Joe reaches past me to the table I hadn't really registered into the clothes on display, sinks his hands up to the wrist in the fabric and starts kneading the thing and I shit you not, PURRING like a damn six week old kitten, muttering "so soft... its so sooofftt.."

Geoffrey Tanner - Deceased

2011-03-07T22:18:17Z

SBN-006: /* Rumors */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Brujah


|Coterie=???


|Position=Scourge


|Status=3+1


|Domain=San Francisco, CA


|Path=Humanity


|rating=2


|p=[mailto:g.tanner.esq@gmail.com Xavier Aubuchon-Mendoza]

}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:101201-174425.jpg|thumb]] 
'''Alias(es):''' Geoffrey Tanner, Esq. 

'''Real Name:''' same

'''Apparent Age:''' Late 20s, but roughly used

'''Concept:''' Cockney loudmouth thug

'''Physical description:''' 2 meters, 18 stone. (6'8", 250 for the septics) and built lean. (ooc: The lower edge of "Huge Size"). Tanner broadcasts menace and contempt as a constant state, straying perhaps near to his Beast (ooc: Bruiser, Obvious Predator). He generally dresses in paramilitary garb and is never seen without weapons

'''Detailed Status:''' 
Acknowledged 
Efficient: Prince [[Virgil_Deems|Virgil Deems]] 
Trustworthy: Archon [[Jack Sebastien]] 
Feared: By virtue of his Office of Scourge to Prince Deems 

<h2>Character Information</h2>

==Known History==
Tanner was "born to the sound of the Bow Bells," in Victoria's London and is, as such, a true Cockney. He's also mentioned some time shooting Nazis in WWII as a member of the SAS. After that, he confesses to having been a Commissar under Stalin. From there he somehow made it to London to be around for the start of the punk scene and to be an inaugural hooligan for the Damned United. It was then that he has some association with [["Razor"_Eddie_Ogle]] In early 2010 he moved to San Francisco where he caused some ruckus... Prince Stewart of Berkeley ordered him to take etiquette lessons from a Setite, Prince Deems exiled him for beating up an Anarch in Court. However, he's moderated a touch with time and now holds the position of Scourge.

==Coterie==
Tanner is his Clanmate [[Mercy]]'s Amateur Wrestling WWE Manager.

==Allies==
Other than his Clan, Tanner is most frequently seen in the company of [[Virgilia Two-Tails]].
Served as a Ghoul to [[Odette Visconti]] during WWII, who seems residually well disposed toward her "Limey"

==Enemies==
Tossers, nutters, punters, cunts, pooftas...

==Sire==
Piss off

==Childer==
Has an estranged mortal child [[Mathilda Anne Tanner-Blackwell]], who was Embraced Setite.
No currently known Kindred Childer.

==Broodmates==
None known.

==Character Inspirations==
Vinnie Jones (Lock Stock & Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch, et al), Terrence Stamp (esp in The Limey), Michael Caine, Requiem for a Dream, Trainspotting, Sid & Nancy, Spike (from Buffy). Also Trevor Wallace, Shang-hai Kelly & Jack Sebastien (and may Tanner come to a better end than any of those tossers). [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mG1vIeETHc|"MAKMENDE AMERUDI!!!"]

==Soundtrack==
Sex Pistols 
Ministry: Land of Rape and Honey 
Chumbawumba 
Immortal Technique 

==Quotes==
"It's not that I'm racist, or what have you, it's that I hate everybody."

"So, what's it like to be Caitiff, then?" 
''(spoken to Prince [[Virgil_Deems|Virgil Deems]] (before they were introduced), who had just walked into the room and stated 'I am now free of my Clan').''

"Everytime he shows up to Court, it's like punching the Camarilla in the face" 
''(Prince ***, in reference to Tanner's public behavior)''

"You still... doing that stupid magic vagina sex cult shite you got into? I sent you to school to get proper married not drop out and... do THIS. Bugger. At least you're not voting or wearing trousers." 
''(upon seeing [[Mathilda Blackwell|his daughter]] again for the first time since she ran away from boarding school)''

==Rumors==
* Participated in the Praxis of [[Kate Davidson]], after having been exiled from San Francisco for beating up an Anarch in Court. See also [[Jack Sebastien]]
* Left England after singing a version of "God Save the Queen" (by the Sex Pistols) dedicated to Queen [[Anne Bowesley]]
* Engineered the death of Julius Stewart and ensured the Praxis of [[Kathrin Braddock]] because Stewart once tried to make him take etiquette lessons from a Setite
* Used his ally, [[Virgilia Two-Tails]], as an unwitting decoy to draw attention from his involvement during Kathrin's Praxis
* Was just an unwitting pawn of the Ventrue who managed to get lucky and survive
* Won the Blue Bell consolation prize at the first ever Fisticuff Competition at the Looow Class Party in Sacramento.

One Little Bit

2011-03-07T22:16:01Z

SBN-006: /* Known History */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abendroth of Sacramento
*'''Revered''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
[[Image:invitation.jpg|thumb]] Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

Her first ever 'Loooow Class Party' was held the following week in Sacramento, to rave reviews.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

File:Invitation.jpg

2011-03-07T22:15:12Z

SBN-006:

One Little Bit

2011-03-07T22:14:55Z

SBN-006: /* Known History */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abendroth of Sacramento
*'''Revered''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
[[File:Example.jpg]] Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

Her first ever 'Loooow Class Party' was held the following week in Sacramento, to rave reviews.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

One Little Bit

2011-03-07T22:04:33Z

SBN-006: /* Known History */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abendroth of Sacramento
*'''Revered''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
 Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

Her first ever 'Loooow Class Party' was held the following week in Sacramento, to rave reviews.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

Heather of New Haven

2011-03-07T21:47:32Z

SBN-006: /* Meeting Joe */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=6
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:asams@irondragongames.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Heatherkins.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Heather Walden Heather of New Haven The Cast Iron Cunt Ice Queen

'''Real Name:''' Many are rumored, none confirmed.

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid Thirties

'''Concept:''' Do not fuck with me, and I will not fuck with you.

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, 6' tall, medium build and muscled. Blonde hair in braids usually pinned to her head, yellow eyes and an odd twitch.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Just''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Feared''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Indomitable''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Relentless''' by Prince Book of San Fransisco

=Character Information=
A hard enemy to have, Heather is an even harder friend to loose for the few she has named such.

Heather stood as one of the Seventeen that fought and destroyed what was left of Angus the Unruled on the Mirakatsu, and drew first blood with a rifle given to her on that night. Though dodging the spotlight seems to be her MO, she spoke at the Conclave that restored Xavier to the Justicarial seat and emerges from time to time with scathing retorts when provoked.

Heather took the Praxis of New Haven, but left it 6 months later with little explanation to live in Sacramento as one of Jackson Riley's pet former Prince brigade. She is often seen tagging along with Shanghai Kelly, though rarely looks happy to be there.

To the Camarilla, Heather's loyalty to her clan is a great disadvantage. To the Gangrel, Heather's loyalty to the Camarilla is a great disadvantage. To the Anarchs, Heather is alternately one very Cast Iron Cunt or amusing to poke with sticks, the jury still seems to be out on which.

==Coterie==
Are you nuts? No one can stand this bitch for long enough to coterie with her.

==Allies==
See above. Though she does sometimes seem to have the ear of the oddest people...

==Enemies==
Anyone who pisses her off, which seems to be everyone.

==Sire==
David Walden

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 Breyer of New Haven
 Gregory Woodward

Probably others, you know how these Gangrel are...

==Broodmates==
God, can you imagine being kin to her?

==Character Inspirations==
7 of 9, and my cat.

==Soundtrack==
Bound for Glory, Floater
 Fever Dream, 300 sound track

==Quotes==
I am just a simple Gangrel.
 Sit down and shut up until you earn your right to speak, childe.
 You cannot possibly be that stupid. PLEASE, tell me you are not that stupid, and you are just trying to fuck all of us.
 Tell me why I should listen to you. Make a compelling argument, and I might.
 Use your magic on me and I'll use my claws on you.

==Rumors==
Heather preaches Anarch propoganda to young Gangrel.
 Heather is Wilson Coltrane's childe.
 Heather and Shanghai Kelly are lovers.
 Heather is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Except the lesbian version of that.
 Heather is a coward.
 Heather will rip off your face with her claws if you piss her off.
 Heather was named Heather by her sire because she is so soft.
 Heather is City Gangrel.
 Heather's sire picked a fight with Prince Book, and Book blood bound her in retaliation.

=The Stories She's Told=
==Origin==

Heather sits up, rolls her shoulders. Turning slightly, the light from the fire catches her eyes frequently as it flickers. Its an odd double reflection off of the glasses lenses and then her pupil's coyote-reflecting glare

"In the long dark long ago, before there was more than one of each thing in the world there lived Raven and Coyote. Then as now they lived often on the edges of things, watching, and playing."

"Now, there were few laws in that time, but the few there were were inviolate. Nothing could break them, for Man had not yet come to the world. First and foremost of all the laws that had not yet even been written was balance. All things in balance."

"In that time Coyote was not as we know her now. She could run through the sky at will, alone in the dark blank that did not yet even have the stars to light the way. Raven, too was different. He wore a coat of brilliant, beautiful colors. When Raven passed, all who saw him were haunted by his gorgeous feathered magnificence, and so to make sure the saw him always he simply hopped along the ground."

She leans forward slightly, and in a faintly mocking tone
"Raven was as we know him now, you see, in his pride."

Releasing your gaze she leans back again. "The world spun, and new things came to it. One night, Hunger came into Coyote and spoke quiet words to her. So, as they played Coyote snapped at Raven, snapped and caught the wondrous, beautiful coat of feathers.. and Coyote swallowed it up."

"Coyote stopped, and tried to beg forgiveness from Raven, but he was very angry, and made even more so by the liquid, crystal notes that Coyote now spoke with. The law, said Raven, is the law. So, snatching, he took from Coyote her flight."

"Cackling in his dark voice, Raven fled for the night. After not too long a time Raven found forgivenss had grown in his heart and so he went to share with Coyote this new thing, to trade for this Hunger Coyote had gained. When he returned though, he found Coyote could not see him. Black against black, there was no more brilliance for Coyote to pick out in the night. And Coyote sat, and howled her loneliness to the dark."

"Even this Raven could not hear though, for the black night swallowed it up. All alone Raven flew in the cold, bereft even of the small whispers of conversation between others. So Raven, quick thinker that he was and is, went to the river and bathed, and flew to the sky, smearing droplets of water across the night. Heather looks up at the stars Then, Raven could hear Coyote's song, reflected back to him."

"Moved by their friendship and Coyote's cries, Raven came again to Coyote. Coyote, at last able to see her friend sihloetted against the stars, quieted and smiled. She promised Raven to never again come at him, and Raven promised to never again be so slow as to let himself be caught."

"Then, Raven told Coyote the other thing. Coyote, my friend, he said. I have taken from you something, and all things must balance. A gift for a theft, always. So, now dear friend,

Heather's eyes flick back to yours

"As I take from you your loneliness, I give to you your Clan."

==Six Pillars==
In the raw beginning, there was little to stop the wind and the rain and the thundering strike. Those who lived in this time put their shoulder to the wind and pressed on, resting only for a moment in the lee of a hill until the wind changed again and they were forced out. In darkness, in night, when a voice was lost to the howling winds it was lost forever, remembered by none.

There were those who grew tired of this existence, and so erected six pillars against the wind. In darkness, in night, there arose a structure to fight the storms and shield those underneath the lofty roof.

Some chafed against the mighty walls, scoffed at the building and the overly polite ways of those within it. They built their own houses, but in the end found that they would stand only while leaning against the great pillars. In darkness, in night, many came to the great house, and some to the lesser.

Time passed, and some wished to exit and face the wind on their own. Into the Wild they went, pressing into the wind and rain, come what may. Their wanderings became the stuff of legends, but storms arise that no one man can stand and face alone lest they be swept away. In darkness, in night, where does the lone traveler turn?

To the Tower, standing tall.

==The Little Brujah that Couldn't==

Pyro Torpor. Let me tell you about Pyro Torpor, the little Brujah that couldn't.

 Cracking her neck, Heather stands.

Once upon a time in a place not so very far from here there lived a nice.. ok, a horrible bitch that we'll call 'Ivy'. 'Ivy' worked for the Prince, Alejandro Patron. If you've ever met that man, you may have some idea of how rough it might be working for him. Well 'Ivy' got along well enough, but Prince Patron liked to have 'Ivy' be the bad guy any time he could. So she handled Hospitality for Patron. One night the Brujah Harpy, Zhan, came to 'Ivy' with a new Brujah to be introduced. Something was off about how the Harpy was doing it though. You know how teenagers egging each other on sort of stand back when their buddy is about to do the really stupid thing? That's what Zhan did when this new Brujah was asked his name.
[[Image:PyroTorpor.jpg|thumb|]]
 Dramatic Pause 

Pyro Torpor. The boy says his name is Pyro Torpor. And I'm .. I mean 'Ivy' is just kind of flabergasted. Then 'Ivy' figures the punk is just fucking with her, but to be sure 'Ivys' not going to need to murder a bunch of people who end up carding the little bastard, she asks for his ID. There, plain as day, he's got "Pyro Torpor" on his government issued ID.

 A loud pop is heard as Heather's neck cracks with no apparent movement.

'Ivy' gives the Harpy a look and he swears he'll take care of it. Court comes around and the time comes for Hospitality. Heather straightens "Welcome, Kindred of New Haven. Do any of the city have business before this court?" She unbends And up comes Zhan and his new little friend. Zhan says he's got someone seeking hospitality, and the fucker gives 'Ivy' his shit eating grin and announces Pyro Torpor.

So, what's a girl to do?

'Ivy' turns to the Prince, has a nice little chat while showing the court her 'angry face'. Then she turns back, and announces that as good Harpy Zhan has vouched for her, Sally Torpor is hereby given the Hospitality of the Domain of New Haven. She is welcome within the Domain.

Thing about Brujah is, they're just looking for a reaction. Probably Zhan's grand scheme was to have me flip out, and for the Prince to extend mercy in a grand gesture. Zhan was a rough friend to have. But, I have my secret weapon. Holds her arms out, mimes pulling something out of a sleeve and then gives you a conspiratorial grin. 'Ivy' does, I mean and so do you, now. And that is, not being what you let them think you are.

Now, what happened to dear little Sally? Well, seems like she couldn't control herself. Flipped out right after court, sadly still in Elysium. Of course 'Ivy' looked the other way while the Brujah hustled her out quiet like. Heather's eyes glint It is important to extend favors to our dear friends, isn't it?

Moral of the story's a simple one, though you'll have to forgive me for speaking it. If you're not willing to Sally forth on the field of battle given to you, you'd best be willing to end up in Torpor.

 With a mock bow, Heather sits. 

==Meeting Joe==

The time I met Joe Barclay? Sure, I'll tell you about meeting Joe. I was in San Fransisco, for my very first ever big get-together since David found me. I was a biddy little Sheriff for New Haven, and my oh my were there ever some intimidating mother fuckers out there. Book got up, was joking about diablerie.. good times. Heather cracks her neck

So finally I figure its time to stop hugging corners and say hey to the locals. I ask a lady with a very large stick if she is indeed the Gangrel Primogen as I was told, and she says no, no she aint. Her tone tells me exactly where I can stick my Gangrel and smoke it, too, but she's ever so nice enough to point out to me the Gangrel Primogen, Leanne Brokencage. I don't know if you know of Brokencage, she's a story in and of herself, but she was certainly a Gangrel Primogen of Sacramento even if it was for less time than it takes most people to fart. In her usual way Brokencage had something else to run off and do, so she says 'here, this is Joe, he's one of us talk to him' and she scampers off.

[[image:joe.png|thumb]]Now here I am all by my lonesome with Joe Barclay, who it turns out is an Anarch Baron of something or other. Now I knew crap all about how the Anarchs worked or who was what, but I did know from my time up in New Haven that they tended to enjoy throwing eggs at Sheriffs, so I figure sooner or later Joe's going to be looking to serve me a warm slice of crow pie. I stick this on my back burner though, because as you know if you've met Joe he's kind of an.. 'intense' conversationalist. A half grin At least his issues with personal space and the other creepinesses about him confirmed he was indeed Gangrel.

We sit down, and Joe does that thing where he turns the chair around and sits on it reversed. This has always been a pet peeve of mine, because as much as I may give two shits about how you decide to sit your ass down, its always bugged me that doing that means if you try to get up you're legs are going to get tangled. And I've had a long night and I'm tired of biting my tongue and its a damn Anarch, if you can't mouth off to Anarchs who CAN you mouth off to right? So I ask him why he sits like that, and he tells me. He tells me its so if his vest goes off I'll be partially protected, and then he shows me his vest.

You seen Joe's vests? C4 and ballbearings, and a shitton of wires all mixed up in a big old mess of explosive happy times. Just the thing to set you at ease. To top it off, Joe does that thing, you know- Heather looks over your shoulder, then raises her eyebrows slightly as if she just recognized who is behind you. She looks back at you with a slight grin. That. I glance behind me all nice and casual like Heather mimes a somewhat panicked look over her shoulder. and oh who do we have here? Three little punks in leather and chains, gee those couldn't POSSIBLY be Anarchs coming up behind me, could they? I stand up so my back's not to them, and Joe follows suit. Of course now Joe's done his thing Heather steps forward until she's uncomfortably close, looking intently at you and again he's glancing over my shoulder oh so subtly and confirming whatever it is they have plan with his buddies. She steps back out of your personal space. 

Great. Its 'punk the Sheriff' time in San Fransisco. Good thing this is Elysium, right? Except now I notice that the whole damn room's cleared out and its just little me and the Anarchs still here for playtime. Ok, I think, just keep them in Elysium, they're not going to kill you here, anyone could walk in at any time.. But now Joe's walking me ever-so-casual over to the door and the Anarchs are following along and its getting harder and harder to not have my back to them. Heather cracks her neck again. Joe looks me over, then with that gleam in his eye tells me

"You've GOT to try this."

He looks over my shoulder again, and nods. We're right by the door and here we go, I'm getting my weight balanced, hands out of pockets and god damn you fucking Anarchs if its a fight you want you're going to damn well get it..

Then Joe reaches past me to the table I hadn't really registered into the clothes on display, sinks his hands up to the wrist in the fabric and starts kneading the thing and I shit you not, PURRING like a damn six week old kitten, muttering "so soft... its so sooofftt.."

File:Joe.png

2011-03-07T21:46:15Z

SBN-006:

Heather of New Haven

2011-03-07T21:38:38Z

SBN-006: /* The Stories She's Told */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=6
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:asams@irondragongames.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Heatherkins.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Heather Walden Heather of New Haven The Cast Iron Cunt Ice Queen

'''Real Name:''' Many are rumored, none confirmed.

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid Thirties

'''Concept:''' Do not fuck with me, and I will not fuck with you.

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, 6' tall, medium build and muscled. Blonde hair in braids usually pinned to her head, yellow eyes and an odd twitch.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Just''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Feared''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Indomitable''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Relentless''' by Prince Book of San Fransisco

=Character Information=
A hard enemy to have, Heather is an even harder friend to loose for the few she has named such.

Heather stood as one of the Seventeen that fought and destroyed what was left of Angus the Unruled on the Mirakatsu, and drew first blood with a rifle given to her on that night. Though dodging the spotlight seems to be her MO, she spoke at the Conclave that restored Xavier to the Justicarial seat and emerges from time to time with scathing retorts when provoked.

Heather took the Praxis of New Haven, but left it 6 months later with little explanation to live in Sacramento as one of Jackson Riley's pet former Prince brigade. She is often seen tagging along with Shanghai Kelly, though rarely looks happy to be there.

To the Camarilla, Heather's loyalty to her clan is a great disadvantage. To the Gangrel, Heather's loyalty to the Camarilla is a great disadvantage. To the Anarchs, Heather is alternately one very Cast Iron Cunt or amusing to poke with sticks, the jury still seems to be out on which.

==Coterie==
Are you nuts? No one can stand this bitch for long enough to coterie with her.

==Allies==
See above. Though she does sometimes seem to have the ear of the oddest people...

==Enemies==
Anyone who pisses her off, which seems to be everyone.

==Sire==
David Walden

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 Breyer of New Haven
 Gregory Woodward

Probably others, you know how these Gangrel are...

==Broodmates==
God, can you imagine being kin to her?

==Character Inspirations==
7 of 9, and my cat.

==Soundtrack==
Bound for Glory, Floater
 Fever Dream, 300 sound track

==Quotes==
I am just a simple Gangrel.
 Sit down and shut up until you earn your right to speak, childe.
 You cannot possibly be that stupid. PLEASE, tell me you are not that stupid, and you are just trying to fuck all of us.
 Tell me why I should listen to you. Make a compelling argument, and I might.
 Use your magic on me and I'll use my claws on you.

==Rumors==
Heather preaches Anarch propoganda to young Gangrel.
 Heather is Wilson Coltrane's childe.
 Heather and Shanghai Kelly are lovers.
 Heather is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Except the lesbian version of that.
 Heather is a coward.
 Heather will rip off your face with her claws if you piss her off.
 Heather was named Heather by her sire because she is so soft.
 Heather is City Gangrel.
 Heather's sire picked a fight with Prince Book, and Book blood bound her in retaliation.

=The Stories She's Told=
==Origin==

Heather sits up, rolls her shoulders. Turning slightly, the light from the fire catches her eyes frequently as it flickers. Its an odd double reflection off of the glasses lenses and then her pupil's coyote-reflecting glare

"In the long dark long ago, before there was more than one of each thing in the world there lived Raven and Coyote. Then as now they lived often on the edges of things, watching, and playing."

"Now, there were few laws in that time, but the few there were were inviolate. Nothing could break them, for Man had not yet come to the world. First and foremost of all the laws that had not yet even been written was balance. All things in balance."

"In that time Coyote was not as we know her now. She could run through the sky at will, alone in the dark blank that did not yet even have the stars to light the way. Raven, too was different. He wore a coat of brilliant, beautiful colors. When Raven passed, all who saw him were haunted by his gorgeous feathered magnificence, and so to make sure the saw him always he simply hopped along the ground."

She leans forward slightly, and in a faintly mocking tone
"Raven was as we know him now, you see, in his pride."

Releasing your gaze she leans back again. "The world spun, and new things came to it. One night, Hunger came into Coyote and spoke quiet words to her. So, as they played Coyote snapped at Raven, snapped and caught the wondrous, beautiful coat of feathers.. and Coyote swallowed it up."

"Coyote stopped, and tried to beg forgiveness from Raven, but he was very angry, and made even more so by the liquid, crystal notes that Coyote now spoke with. The law, said Raven, is the law. So, snatching, he took from Coyote her flight."

"Cackling in his dark voice, Raven fled for the night. After not too long a time Raven found forgivenss had grown in his heart and so he went to share with Coyote this new thing, to trade for this Hunger Coyote had gained. When he returned though, he found Coyote could not see him. Black against black, there was no more brilliance for Coyote to pick out in the night. And Coyote sat, and howled her loneliness to the dark."

"Even this Raven could not hear though, for the black night swallowed it up. All alone Raven flew in the cold, bereft even of the small whispers of conversation between others. So Raven, quick thinker that he was and is, went to the river and bathed, and flew to the sky, smearing droplets of water across the night. Heather looks up at the stars Then, Raven could hear Coyote's song, reflected back to him."

"Moved by their friendship and Coyote's cries, Raven came again to Coyote. Coyote, at last able to see her friend sihloetted against the stars, quieted and smiled. She promised Raven to never again come at him, and Raven promised to never again be so slow as to let himself be caught."

"Then, Raven told Coyote the other thing. Coyote, my friend, he said. I have taken from you something, and all things must balance. A gift for a theft, always. So, now dear friend,

Heather's eyes flick back to yours

"As I take from you your loneliness, I give to you your Clan."

==Six Pillars==
In the raw beginning, there was little to stop the wind and the rain and the thundering strike. Those who lived in this time put their shoulder to the wind and pressed on, resting only for a moment in the lee of a hill until the wind changed again and they were forced out. In darkness, in night, when a voice was lost to the howling winds it was lost forever, remembered by none.

There were those who grew tired of this existence, and so erected six pillars against the wind. In darkness, in night, there arose a structure to fight the storms and shield those underneath the lofty roof.

Some chafed against the mighty walls, scoffed at the building and the overly polite ways of those within it. They built their own houses, but in the end found that they would stand only while leaning against the great pillars. In darkness, in night, many came to the great house, and some to the lesser.

Time passed, and some wished to exit and face the wind on their own. Into the Wild they went, pressing into the wind and rain, come what may. Their wanderings became the stuff of legends, but storms arise that no one man can stand and face alone lest they be swept away. In darkness, in night, where does the lone traveler turn?

To the Tower, standing tall.

==The Little Brujah that Couldn't==

Pyro Torpor. Let me tell you about Pyro Torpor, the little Brujah that couldn't.

 Cracking her neck, Heather stands.

Once upon a time in a place not so very far from here there lived a nice.. ok, a horrible bitch that we'll call 'Ivy'. 'Ivy' worked for the Prince, Alejandro Patron. If you've ever met that man, you may have some idea of how rough it might be working for him. Well 'Ivy' got along well enough, but Prince Patron liked to have 'Ivy' be the bad guy any time he could. So she handled Hospitality for Patron. One night the Brujah Harpy, Zhan, came to 'Ivy' with a new Brujah to be introduced. Something was off about how the Harpy was doing it though. You know how teenagers egging each other on sort of stand back when their buddy is about to do the really stupid thing? That's what Zhan did when this new Brujah was asked his name.
[[Image:PyroTorpor.jpg|thumb|]]
 Dramatic Pause 

Pyro Torpor. The boy says his name is Pyro Torpor. And I'm .. I mean 'Ivy' is just kind of flabergasted. Then 'Ivy' figures the punk is just fucking with her, but to be sure 'Ivys' not going to need to murder a bunch of people who end up carding the little bastard, she asks for his ID. There, plain as day, he's got "Pyro Torpor" on his government issued ID.

 A loud pop is heard as Heather's neck cracks with no apparent movement.

'Ivy' gives the Harpy a look and he swears he'll take care of it. Court comes around and the time comes for Hospitality. Heather straightens "Welcome, Kindred of New Haven. Do any of the city have business before this court?" She unbends And up comes Zhan and his new little friend. Zhan says he's got someone seeking hospitality, and the fucker gives 'Ivy' his shit eating grin and announces Pyro Torpor.

So, what's a girl to do?

'Ivy' turns to the Prince, has a nice little chat while showing the court her 'angry face'. Then she turns back, and announces that as good Harpy Zhan has vouched for her, Sally Torpor is hereby given the Hospitality of the Domain of New Haven. She is welcome within the Domain.

Thing about Brujah is, they're just looking for a reaction. Probably Zhan's grand scheme was to have me flip out, and for the Prince to extend mercy in a grand gesture. Zhan was a rough friend to have. But, I have my secret weapon. Holds her arms out, mimes pulling something out of a sleeve and then gives you a conspiratorial grin. 'Ivy' does, I mean and so do you, now. And that is, not being what you let them think you are.

Now, what happened to dear little Sally? Well, seems like she couldn't control herself. Flipped out right after court, sadly still in Elysium. Of course 'Ivy' looked the other way while the Brujah hustled her out quiet like. Heather's eyes glint It is important to extend favors to our dear friends, isn't it?

Moral of the story's a simple one, though you'll have to forgive me for speaking it. If you're not willing to Sally forth on the field of battle given to you, you'd best be willing to end up in Torpor.

 With a mock bow, Heather sits. 

==Meeting Joe==

The time I met Joe Barclay? Sure, I'll tell you about meeting Joe. I was in San Fransisco, for my very first ever big get-together since David found me. I was a biddy little Sheriff for New Haven, and my oh my were there ever some intimidating mother fuckers out there. Book got up, was joking about diablerie.. good times. Heather cracks her neck

[[File:Example.jpg]]So finally I figure its time to stop hugging corners and say hey to the locals. I ask a lady with a very large stick if she is indeed the Gangrel Primogen as I was told, and she says no, no she aint. Her tone tells me exactly where I can stick my Gangrel and smoke it, too, but she's ever so nice enough to point out to me the Gangrel Primogen, Leanne Brokencage. I don't know if you know of Brokencage, she's a story in and of herself, but she was certainly a Gangrel Primogen of Sacramento even if it was for less time than it takes most people to fart. In her usual way Brokencage had something else to run off and do, so she says 'here, this is Joe, he's one of us talk to him' and she scampers off.

So here I am all by my lonesome with Joe Barclay, who it turns out is an Anarch Baron of something or other. Now I knew crap all about how the Anarchs worked or who was what, but I did know from my time up in New Haven that they tended to enjoy throwing eggs at Sheriffs, so I figure sooner or later Joe's going to be looking to serve me a warm slice of crow pie. I stick this on my back burner though, because as you know if you've met Joe he's kind of an.. 'intense' conversationalist. A half grin At least his issues with personal space and the other creepinesses about him confirmed he was indeed Gangrel.

We sit down, and Joe does that thing where he turns the chair around and sits on it reversed. This has always been a pet peeve of mine, because as much as I may give two shits about how you decide to sit your ass down, its always bugged me that doing that means if you try to get up you're legs are going to get tangled. And I've had a long night and I'm tired of biting my tongue and its a damn Anarch, if you can't mouth off to Anarchs who CAN you mouth off to right? So I ask him why he sits like that, and he tells me. He tells me its so if his vest goes off I'll be partially protected, and then he shows me his vest.

You seen Joe's vests? C4 and ballbearings, and a shitton of wires all mixed up in a big old mess of explosive happy times. Just the thing to set you at ease. To top it off, Joe does that thing, you know- Heather looks over your shoulder, then raises her eyebrows slightly as if she just recognized who is behind you. She looks back at you with a slight grin. That. I glance behind me all nice and casual like Heather mimes a somewhat panicked look over her shoulder. and oh who do we have here? Three little punks in leather and chains, gee those couldn't POSSIBLY be Anarchs coming up behind me, could they? I stand up so my back's not to them, and Joe follows suit. Of course now Joe's done his thing Heather steps forward until she's uncomfortably close, looking intently at you and again he's glancing over my shoulder oh so subtly and confirming whatever it is they have plan with his buddies. She steps back out of your personal space. 

Great. Its 'punk the Sheriff' time in San Fransisco. Good thing this is Elysium, right? Except now I notice that the whole damn room's cleared out and its just little me and the Anarchs still here for playtime. Ok, I think, just keep them in Elysium, they're not going to kill you here, anyone could walk in at any time.. But now Joe's walking me ever-so-casual over to the door and the Anarchs are following along and its getting harder and harder to not have my back to them. Heather cracks her neck again. Joe looks me over, then with that gleam in his eye tells me

"You've GOT to try this."

He looks over my shoulder again, and nods. We're right by the door and here we go, I'm getting my weight balanced, hands out of pockets and god damn you fucking Anarchs if its a fight you want you're going to damn well get it..

Then Joe reaches past me to the table I hadn't really registered into the clothes on display, sinks his hands up to the wrist in the fabric and starts kneading the thing and I shit you not, PURRING like a damn six week old kitten, muttering "so soft... its so sooofftt.."

Heather of New Haven

2011-02-23T19:07:33Z

SBN-006: /* Soundtrack */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=6
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:asams@irondragongames.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Heatherkins.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Heather Walden Heather of New Haven The Cast Iron Cunt Ice Queen

'''Real Name:''' Many are rumored, none confirmed.

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid Thirties

'''Concept:''' Do not fuck with me, and I will not fuck with you.

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, 6' tall, medium build and muscled. Blonde hair in braids usually pinned to her head, yellow eyes and an odd twitch.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Just''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Feared''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Indomitable''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Relentless''' by Prince Book of San Fransisco

=Character Information=
A hard enemy to have, Heather is an even harder friend to loose for the few she has named such.

Heather stood as one of the Seventeen that fought and destroyed what was left of Angus the Unruled on the Mirakatsu, and drew first blood with a rifle given to her on that night. Though dodging the spotlight seems to be her MO, she spoke at the Conclave that restored Xavier to the Justicarial seat and emerges from time to time with scathing retorts when provoked.

Heather took the Praxis of New Haven, but left it 6 months later with little explanation to live in Sacramento as one of Jackson Riley's pet former Prince brigade. She is often seen tagging along with Shanghai Kelly, though rarely looks happy to be there.

To the Camarilla, Heather's loyalty to her clan is a great disadvantage. To the Gangrel, Heather's loyalty to the Camarilla is a great disadvantage. To the Anarchs, Heather is alternately one very Cast Iron Cunt or amusing to poke with sticks, the jury still seems to be out on which.

==Coterie==
Are you nuts? No one can stand this bitch for long enough to coterie with her.

==Allies==
See above. Though she does sometimes seem to have the ear of the oddest people...

==Enemies==
Anyone who pisses her off, which seems to be everyone.

==Sire==
David Walden

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 Breyer of New Haven
 Gregory Woodward

Probably others, you know how these Gangrel are...

==Broodmates==
God, can you imagine being kin to her?

==Character Inspirations==
7 of 9, and my cat.

==Soundtrack==
Bound for Glory, Floater
 Fever Dream, 300 sound track

==Quotes==
I am just a simple Gangrel.
 Sit down and shut up until you earn your right to speak, childe.
 You cannot possibly be that stupid. PLEASE, tell me you are not that stupid, and you are just trying to fuck all of us.
 Tell me why I should listen to you. Make a compelling argument, and I might.
 Use your magic on me and I'll use my claws on you.

==Rumors==
Heather is Wilson Coltrane's childe.
 Heather and Shanghai Kelly are lovers.
 Heather is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Except the lesbian version of that.
 Heather is a coward.
 Heather will rip off your face with her claws if you piss her off.
 Heather was named Heather by her sire because she is so soft.
 Heather is City Gangrel.
 Heather's sire picked a fight with Prince Book, and Book blood bound her in retaliation.

=The Stories She's Told=
==Origin==

Heather sits up, rolls her shoulders. Turning slightly, the light from the fire catches her eyes frequently as it flickers. Its an odd double reflection off of the glasses lenses and then her pupil's coyote-reflecting glare

"In the long dark long ago, before there was more than one of each thing in the world there lived Raven and Coyote. Then as now they lived often on the edges of things, watching, and playing."

"Now, there were few laws in that time, but the few there were were inviolate. Nothing could break them, for Man had not yet come to the world. First and foremost of all the laws that had not yet even been written was balance. All things in balance."

"In that time Coyote was not as we know her now. She could run through the sky at will, alone in the dark blank that did not yet even have the stars to light the way. Raven, too was different. He wore a coat of brilliant, beautiful colors. When Raven passed, all who saw him were haunted by his gorgeous feathered magnificence, and so to make sure the saw him always he simply hopped along the ground."

She leans forward slightly, and in a faintly mocking tone
"Raven was as we know him now, you see, in his pride."

Releasing your gaze she leans back again. "The world spun, and new things came to it. One night, Hunger came into Coyote and spoke quiet words to her. So, as they played Coyote snapped at Raven, snapped and caught the wondrous, beautiful coat of feathers.. and Coyote swallowed it up."

"Coyote stopped, and tried to beg forgiveness from Raven, but he was very angry, and made even more so by the liquid, crystal notes that Coyote now spoke with. The law, said Raven, is the law. So, snatching, he took from Coyote her flight."

"Cackling in his dark voice, Raven fled for the night. After not too long a time Raven found forgivenss had grown in his heart and so he went to share with Coyote this new thing, to trade for this Hunger Coyote had gained. When he returned though, he found Coyote could not see him. Black against black, there was no more brilliance for Coyote to pick out in the night. And Coyote sat, and howled her loneliness to the dark."

"Even this Raven could not hear though, for the black night swallowed it up. All alone Raven flew in the cold, bereft even of the small whispers of conversation between others. So Raven, quick thinker that he was and is, went to the river and bathed, and flew to the sky, smearing droplets of water across the night. Heather looks up at the stars Then, Raven could hear Coyote's song, reflected back to him."

"Moved by their friendship and Coyote's cries, Raven came again to Coyote. Coyote, at last able to see her friend sihloetted against the stars, quieted and smiled. She promised Raven to never again come at him, and Raven promised to never again be so slow as to let himself be caught."

"Then, Raven told Coyote the other thing. Coyote, my friend, he said. I have taken from you something, and all things must balance. A gift for a theft, always. So, now dear friend,

Heather's eyes flick back to yours

"As I take from you your loneliness, I give to you your Clan."

==Six Pillars==
In the raw beginning, there was little to stop the wind and the rain and the thundering strike. Those who lived in this time put their shoulder to the wind and pressed on, resting only for a moment in the lee of a hill until the wind changed again and they were forced out. In darkness, in night, when a voice was lost to the howling winds it was lost forever, remembered by none.

There were those who grew tired of this existence, and so erected six pillars against the wind. In darkness, in night, there arose a structure to fight the storms and shield those underneath the lofty roof.

Some chafed against the mighty walls, scoffed at the building and the overly polite ways of those within it. They built their own houses, but in the end found that they would stand only while leaning against the great pillars. In darkness, in night, many came to the great house, and some to the lesser.

Time passed, and some wished to exit and face the wind on their own. Into the Wild they went, pressing into the wind and rain, come what may. Their wanderings became the stuff of legends, but storms arise that no one man can stand and face alone lest they be swept away. In darkness, in night, where does the lone traveler turn?

To the Tower, standing tall.

==The Little Brujah that Couldn't==

Pyro Torpor. Let me tell you about Pyro Torpor, the little Brujah that couldn't.

 Cracking her neck, Heather stands.

Once upon a time in a place not so very far from here there lived a nice.. ok, a horrible bitch that we'll call 'Ivy'. 'Ivy' worked for the Prince, Alejandro Patron. If you've ever met that man, you may have some idea of how rough it might be working for him. Well 'Ivy' got along well enough, but Prince Patron liked to have 'Ivy' be the bad guy any time he could. So she handled Hospitality for Patron. One night the Brujah Harpy, Zhan, came to 'Ivy' with a new Brujah to be introduced. Something was off about how the Harpy was doing it though. You know how teenagers egging each other on sort of stand back when their buddy is about to do the really stupid thing? That's what Zhan did when this new Brujah was asked his name.
[[Image:PyroTorpor.jpg|thumb|]]
 Dramatic Pause 

Pyro Torpor. The boy says his name is Pyro Torpor. And I'm .. I mean 'Ivy' is just kind of flabergasted. Then 'Ivy' figures the punk is just fucking with her, but to be sure 'Ivys' not going to need to murder a bunch of people who end up carding the little bastard, she asks for his ID. There, plain as day, he's got "Pyro Torpor" on his government issued ID.

 A loud pop is heard as Heather's neck cracks with no apparent movement.

'Ivy' gives the Harpy a look and he swears he'll take care of it. Court comes around and the time comes for Hospitality. Heather straightens "Welcome, Kindred of New Haven. Do any of the city have business before this court?" She unbends And up comes Zhan and his new little friend. Zhan says he's got someone seeking hospitality, and the fucker gives 'Ivy' his shit eating grin and announces Pyro Torpor.

So, what's a girl to do?

'Ivy' turns to the Prince, has a nice little chat while showing the court her 'angry face'. Then she turns back, and announces that as good Harpy Zhan has vouched for her, Sally Torpor is hereby given the Hospitality of the Domain of New Haven. She is welcome within the Domain.

Thing about Brujah is, they're just looking for a reaction. Probably Zhan's grand scheme was to have me flip out, and for the Prince to extend mercy in a grand gesture. Zhan was a rough friend to have. But, I have my secret weapon. Holds her arms out, mimes pulling something out of a sleeve and then gives you a conspiratorial grin. 'Ivy' does, I mean and so do you, now. And that is, not being what you let them think you are.

Now, what happened to dear little Sally? Well, seems like she couldn't control herself. Flipped out right after court, sadly still in Elysium. Of course 'Ivy' looked the other way while the Brujah hustled her out quiet like. Heather's eyes glint It is important to extend favors to our dear friends, isn't it?

Moral of the story's a simple one, though you'll have to forgive me for speaking it. If you're not willing to Sally forth on the field of battle given to you, you'd best be willing to end up in Torpor.

 With a mock bow, Heather sits.

Heather of New Haven

2011-02-23T19:07:17Z

SBN-006:

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=6
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:asams@irondragongames.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Heatherkins.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Heather Walden Heather of New Haven The Cast Iron Cunt Ice Queen

'''Real Name:''' Many are rumored, none confirmed.

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid Thirties

'''Concept:''' Do not fuck with me, and I will not fuck with you.

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, 6' tall, medium build and muscled. Blonde hair in braids usually pinned to her head, yellow eyes and an odd twitch.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Just''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Feared''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Indomitable''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Relentless''' by Prince Book of San Fransisco

=Character Information=
A hard enemy to have, Heather is an even harder friend to loose for the few she has named such.

Heather stood as one of the Seventeen that fought and destroyed what was left of Angus the Unruled on the Mirakatsu, and drew first blood with a rifle given to her on that night. Though dodging the spotlight seems to be her MO, she spoke at the Conclave that restored Xavier to the Justicarial seat and emerges from time to time with scathing retorts when provoked.

Heather took the Praxis of New Haven, but left it 6 months later with little explanation to live in Sacramento as one of Jackson Riley's pet former Prince brigade. She is often seen tagging along with Shanghai Kelly, though rarely looks happy to be there.

To the Camarilla, Heather's loyalty to her clan is a great disadvantage. To the Gangrel, Heather's loyalty to the Camarilla is a great disadvantage. To the Anarchs, Heather is alternately one very Cast Iron Cunt or amusing to poke with sticks, the jury still seems to be out on which.

==Coterie==
Are you nuts? No one can stand this bitch for long enough to coterie with her.

==Allies==
See above. Though she does sometimes seem to have the ear of the oddest people...

==Enemies==
Anyone who pisses her off, which seems to be everyone.

==Sire==
David Walden

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 Breyer of New Haven
 Gregory Woodward

Probably others, you know how these Gangrel are...

==Broodmates==
God, can you imagine being kin to her?

==Character Inspirations==
7 of 9, and my cat.

==Soundtrack==
Bound for Glory, Floater
Fever Dream, 300 sound track

==Quotes==
I am just a simple Gangrel.
 Sit down and shut up until you earn your right to speak, childe.
 You cannot possibly be that stupid. PLEASE, tell me you are not that stupid, and you are just trying to fuck all of us.
 Tell me why I should listen to you. Make a compelling argument, and I might.
 Use your magic on me and I'll use my claws on you.

==Rumors==
Heather is Wilson Coltrane's childe.
 Heather and Shanghai Kelly are lovers.
 Heather is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Except the lesbian version of that.
 Heather is a coward.
 Heather will rip off your face with her claws if you piss her off.
 Heather was named Heather by her sire because she is so soft.
 Heather is City Gangrel.
 Heather's sire picked a fight with Prince Book, and Book blood bound her in retaliation.

=The Stories She's Told=
==Origin==

Heather sits up, rolls her shoulders. Turning slightly, the light from the fire catches her eyes frequently as it flickers. Its an odd double reflection off of the glasses lenses and then her pupil's coyote-reflecting glare

"In the long dark long ago, before there was more than one of each thing in the world there lived Raven and Coyote. Then as now they lived often on the edges of things, watching, and playing."

"Now, there were few laws in that time, but the few there were were inviolate. Nothing could break them, for Man had not yet come to the world. First and foremost of all the laws that had not yet even been written was balance. All things in balance."

"In that time Coyote was not as we know her now. She could run through the sky at will, alone in the dark blank that did not yet even have the stars to light the way. Raven, too was different. He wore a coat of brilliant, beautiful colors. When Raven passed, all who saw him were haunted by his gorgeous feathered magnificence, and so to make sure the saw him always he simply hopped along the ground."

She leans forward slightly, and in a faintly mocking tone
"Raven was as we know him now, you see, in his pride."

Releasing your gaze she leans back again. "The world spun, and new things came to it. One night, Hunger came into Coyote and spoke quiet words to her. So, as they played Coyote snapped at Raven, snapped and caught the wondrous, beautiful coat of feathers.. and Coyote swallowed it up."

"Coyote stopped, and tried to beg forgiveness from Raven, but he was very angry, and made even more so by the liquid, crystal notes that Coyote now spoke with. The law, said Raven, is the law. So, snatching, he took from Coyote her flight."

"Cackling in his dark voice, Raven fled for the night. After not too long a time Raven found forgivenss had grown in his heart and so he went to share with Coyote this new thing, to trade for this Hunger Coyote had gained. When he returned though, he found Coyote could not see him. Black against black, there was no more brilliance for Coyote to pick out in the night. And Coyote sat, and howled her loneliness to the dark."

"Even this Raven could not hear though, for the black night swallowed it up. All alone Raven flew in the cold, bereft even of the small whispers of conversation between others. So Raven, quick thinker that he was and is, went to the river and bathed, and flew to the sky, smearing droplets of water across the night. Heather looks up at the stars Then, Raven could hear Coyote's song, reflected back to him."

"Moved by their friendship and Coyote's cries, Raven came again to Coyote. Coyote, at last able to see her friend sihloetted against the stars, quieted and smiled. She promised Raven to never again come at him, and Raven promised to never again be so slow as to let himself be caught."

"Then, Raven told Coyote the other thing. Coyote, my friend, he said. I have taken from you something, and all things must balance. A gift for a theft, always. So, now dear friend,

Heather's eyes flick back to yours

"As I take from you your loneliness, I give to you your Clan."

==Six Pillars==
In the raw beginning, there was little to stop the wind and the rain and the thundering strike. Those who lived in this time put their shoulder to the wind and pressed on, resting only for a moment in the lee of a hill until the wind changed again and they were forced out. In darkness, in night, when a voice was lost to the howling winds it was lost forever, remembered by none.

There were those who grew tired of this existence, and so erected six pillars against the wind. In darkness, in night, there arose a structure to fight the storms and shield those underneath the lofty roof.

Some chafed against the mighty walls, scoffed at the building and the overly polite ways of those within it. They built their own houses, but in the end found that they would stand only while leaning against the great pillars. In darkness, in night, many came to the great house, and some to the lesser.

Time passed, and some wished to exit and face the wind on their own. Into the Wild they went, pressing into the wind and rain, come what may. Their wanderings became the stuff of legends, but storms arise that no one man can stand and face alone lest they be swept away. In darkness, in night, where does the lone traveler turn?

To the Tower, standing tall.

==The Little Brujah that Couldn't==

Pyro Torpor. Let me tell you about Pyro Torpor, the little Brujah that couldn't.

 Cracking her neck, Heather stands.

Once upon a time in a place not so very far from here there lived a nice.. ok, a horrible bitch that we'll call 'Ivy'. 'Ivy' worked for the Prince, Alejandro Patron. If you've ever met that man, you may have some idea of how rough it might be working for him. Well 'Ivy' got along well enough, but Prince Patron liked to have 'Ivy' be the bad guy any time he could. So she handled Hospitality for Patron. One night the Brujah Harpy, Zhan, came to 'Ivy' with a new Brujah to be introduced. Something was off about how the Harpy was doing it though. You know how teenagers egging each other on sort of stand back when their buddy is about to do the really stupid thing? That's what Zhan did when this new Brujah was asked his name.
[[Image:PyroTorpor.jpg|thumb|]]
 Dramatic Pause 

Pyro Torpor. The boy says his name is Pyro Torpor. And I'm .. I mean 'Ivy' is just kind of flabergasted. Then 'Ivy' figures the punk is just fucking with her, but to be sure 'Ivys' not going to need to murder a bunch of people who end up carding the little bastard, she asks for his ID. There, plain as day, he's got "Pyro Torpor" on his government issued ID.

 A loud pop is heard as Heather's neck cracks with no apparent movement.

'Ivy' gives the Harpy a look and he swears he'll take care of it. Court comes around and the time comes for Hospitality. Heather straightens "Welcome, Kindred of New Haven. Do any of the city have business before this court?" She unbends And up comes Zhan and his new little friend. Zhan says he's got someone seeking hospitality, and the fucker gives 'Ivy' his shit eating grin and announces Pyro Torpor.

So, what's a girl to do?

'Ivy' turns to the Prince, has a nice little chat while showing the court her 'angry face'. Then she turns back, and announces that as good Harpy Zhan has vouched for her, Sally Torpor is hereby given the Hospitality of the Domain of New Haven. She is welcome within the Domain.

Thing about Brujah is, they're just looking for a reaction. Probably Zhan's grand scheme was to have me flip out, and for the Prince to extend mercy in a grand gesture. Zhan was a rough friend to have. But, I have my secret weapon. Holds her arms out, mimes pulling something out of a sleeve and then gives you a conspiratorial grin. 'Ivy' does, I mean and so do you, now. And that is, not being what you let them think you are.

Now, what happened to dear little Sally? Well, seems like she couldn't control herself. Flipped out right after court, sadly still in Elysium. Of course 'Ivy' looked the other way while the Brujah hustled her out quiet like. Heather's eyes glint It is important to extend favors to our dear friends, isn't it?

Moral of the story's a simple one, though you'll have to forgive me for speaking it. If you're not willing to Sally forth on the field of battle given to you, you'd best be willing to end up in Torpor.

 With a mock bow, Heather sits.

Category:Domain:Sacramento, CA

2011-02-22T00:06:09Z

SBN-006: Created page with 'Sacramento by Night Sacramento, CA is the capitol of California. The kindred history of Sacramento has been bumpy, however it seems to have settled into a general (if unusual f…'

Sacramento by Night

Sacramento, CA is the capitol of California. The kindred history of Sacramento has been bumpy, however it seems to have settled into a general (if unusual for a Camarilla domain) pattern.

Wikipedia article on Sacramento:
[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacramento_ca]

Sacramento by Night home page:
[http://sacramentobynight.org]

The Dead Man's Hand

2011-02-21T23:54:16Z

SBN-006: /* Rumors */

{{Summary



|Coterie=The Dead Man's Hand






|Domain=The Midwest






|p=[mailto:]

}}
[[File:Dead_man's_hand_logo.jpg|right]]

__TOC__

=Overview=

A disbanded shadow coterie whose influence once spanned the entirety of North America.

'''Known Members''' (includes past and present)''':''' 
*[[Shade]] (deceased) 
*[[Alex Giovanni]] 
*[[Lou Giovanni]] 
*[[Vega Giovanni]] 
*[[Antonio Salerno]] 
*[[Mike the Gangrel]] 
*[[Vern]] 
*[[Alejandro De Las Casas]] (deceased) 
*[[Mars MahlGhoul]] 
*[[Rick Christmas]] 
*[[Tasha X]] (deceased) 
*[[Kevin Wynn]] 
*[[Paul Walker]] 
*[[Aetius |Alexander Stills]] 
*[[Mike Jaeger]] (deceased) 
*[[Gabriel Frost]] (deceased) 
*[[Sean Donaghey]] (deceased) 
*[[Juno]] (deceased) 
*[[Jeremiah Ristovic]] (deceased) 
*[[Adrian Howl]] (deceased) 
*[[Dr. Wormwood]] (deceased) 
*[[Fetus Kevorkian]] 

'''Rumored Members:'''

*[[Frederick Steinhauer]] (deceased) 
*[[Joachim]] 
*[[Gordon]] 
*[[Maddox X]] (later demoted by his clan to "Maddo") 
*[[Ein Salerno]] 
*[[Iain Graham]] 
*[[Johnathan Gwynn]] 
*[[Calliope Van Horne]] 
*[[Saul Good]] 
*[[Devon Zilthai]] 
*[[Jacen Pompeii]] (deceased) 

...many others

 

==Known History==

==Allies==
*[[The Gaygle]] 
*[[The Bowling League]] 

==Enemies==
*[[Tobias Hunter]] (deceased) 
*[[Aetius]] 
*[[Mike Jaeger]] (deceased) 
*[[Jordan Restax]] (deceased) 
*[[Daniel Book]] (deceased) 
*[[Tristan]] (deceased) 
*[[The Syndicate]] (disbanded) 

...and many others who vanished quietly into the night....

==Soundtrack==
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i97OkCXwotE Cowboys From Hell - Pantera]: The group's official theme

==Quotes==
*"I have noticed a disturbing trend, especially among the younger Kindred of North America, to gather into groups comprised of several Clans for the sake of mutual protection and benefit. Some of these groups even give themselves names and symbology to show their unification... These named coteries further appear to encourage the breaking of Tradition and continued disobedience to the Elders—behavior I find distastefully similar to that of the Sabbat rebellion. I encourage the strongest of scrutiny upon any who would divide their loyalties by joining such a named coterie...." - [[Titus Petronius Niger|Justicar Petronius]], at the 2001 Springfield Conclave 
*"As a result of this conclave, Shade is a person of interest. The Camarilla is aware of shadow coteries which are operating and are a threat to the principles and the purpose of the Camarilla, and we will be investigating them. Kindred with insight should come forward to report on the shadow coteries and any individual members. If anything should happen to those who come forward, the incidents shall also be added to the list of crimes being compiled." - [[Maris Streck|Justicar Maris Streck]], at the Judicial Conclave of [[Tobias Hunter]] 
*"It seems that it is time to call for a Conclave to determine the fate and status of Shade. The Camarilla, as has been pointed out, is based on law and tradition. This will give those that would speak against him their chance to do so. Additionally, it will give those that would speak on his behalf their opportunity as well." - [[Jordan Restax]], deceased 

==Rumors==
*The Dead Man's Hand has disbanded, holding its final meeting in 2010. 
*The Dead Man's Hand still exists, but has gone underground. 
*At one point in time, every Prince in Wisconsin was either DMH, or on their payroll. 
*At one point in time, every Prince in the Midwest was either DMH, or on their payroll. 
*It was a rule that every member of the Dead Man's Hand would have their heart removed and placed in a specialized vault controlled by Shade. 
*The Dead Man's Hand was a secretly sanctioned arm of Clan Giovanni. 
*Various Justicars have covertly employed the Dead Man's Hand from time to time to do their dirty work. This may be true, given the number of former members who have been quietly made into Archons. 
*A number of Archons in various Justicarial offices were secretly double-agents for the DMH. 
*The leadership of the Dead Man's Hand would kill any member who showed signs of disloyalty, or attempted to leave the group. 
*The survivors of the Dead Man's Hand are close to completing a plan to resurrect Shade.
*The survivors of the Dead Man's Hand are close to completing a plan to resurrect Tasha.
*The Dead Man's Hand are cats paws in a Settite plot to overthrow the Camarilla.

The Dead Man's Hand

2011-02-21T23:54:00Z

SBN-006: /* Rumors */

{{Summary



|Coterie=The Dead Man's Hand






|Domain=The Midwest






|p=[mailto:]

}}
[[File:Dead_man's_hand_logo.jpg|right]]

__TOC__

=Overview=

A disbanded shadow coterie whose influence once spanned the entirety of North America.

'''Known Members''' (includes past and present)''':''' 
*[[Shade]] (deceased) 
*[[Alex Giovanni]] 
*[[Lou Giovanni]] 
*[[Vega Giovanni]] 
*[[Antonio Salerno]] 
*[[Mike the Gangrel]] 
*[[Vern]] 
*[[Alejandro De Las Casas]] (deceased) 
*[[Mars MahlGhoul]] 
*[[Rick Christmas]] 
*[[Tasha X]] (deceased) 
*[[Kevin Wynn]] 
*[[Paul Walker]] 
*[[Aetius |Alexander Stills]] 
*[[Mike Jaeger]] (deceased) 
*[[Gabriel Frost]] (deceased) 
*[[Sean Donaghey]] (deceased) 
*[[Juno]] (deceased) 
*[[Jeremiah Ristovic]] (deceased) 
*[[Adrian Howl]] (deceased) 
*[[Dr. Wormwood]] (deceased) 
*[[Fetus Kevorkian]] 

'''Rumored Members:'''

*[[Frederick Steinhauer]] (deceased) 
*[[Joachim]] 
*[[Gordon]] 
*[[Maddox X]] (later demoted by his clan to "Maddo") 
*[[Ein Salerno]] 
*[[Iain Graham]] 
*[[Johnathan Gwynn]] 
*[[Calliope Van Horne]] 
*[[Saul Good]] 
*[[Devon Zilthai]] 
*[[Jacen Pompeii]] (deceased) 

...many others

 

==Known History==

==Allies==
*[[The Gaygle]] 
*[[The Bowling League]] 

==Enemies==
*[[Tobias Hunter]] (deceased) 
*[[Aetius]] 
*[[Mike Jaeger]] (deceased) 
*[[Jordan Restax]] (deceased) 
*[[Daniel Book]] (deceased) 
*[[Tristan]] (deceased) 
*[[The Syndicate]] (disbanded) 

...and many others who vanished quietly into the night....

==Soundtrack==
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i97OkCXwotE Cowboys From Hell - Pantera]: The group's official theme

==Quotes==
*"I have noticed a disturbing trend, especially among the younger Kindred of North America, to gather into groups comprised of several Clans for the sake of mutual protection and benefit. Some of these groups even give themselves names and symbology to show their unification... These named coteries further appear to encourage the breaking of Tradition and continued disobedience to the Elders—behavior I find distastefully similar to that of the Sabbat rebellion. I encourage the strongest of scrutiny upon any who would divide their loyalties by joining such a named coterie...." - [[Titus Petronius Niger|Justicar Petronius]], at the 2001 Springfield Conclave 
*"As a result of this conclave, Shade is a person of interest. The Camarilla is aware of shadow coteries which are operating and are a threat to the principles and the purpose of the Camarilla, and we will be investigating them. Kindred with insight should come forward to report on the shadow coteries and any individual members. If anything should happen to those who come forward, the incidents shall also be added to the list of crimes being compiled." - [[Maris Streck|Justicar Maris Streck]], at the Judicial Conclave of [[Tobias Hunter]] 
*"It seems that it is time to call for a Conclave to determine the fate and status of Shade. The Camarilla, as has been pointed out, is based on law and tradition. This will give those that would speak against him their chance to do so. Additionally, it will give those that would speak on his behalf their opportunity as well." - [[Jordan Restax]], deceased 

==Rumors==
*The Dead Man's Hand has disbanded, holding its final meeting in 2010. 
*The Dead Man's Hand still exists, but has gone underground. 
*At one point in time, every Prince in Wisconsin was either DMH, or on their payroll. 
*At one point in time, every Prince in the Midwest was either DMH, or on their payroll. 
*It was a rule that every member of the Dead Man's Hand would have their heart removed and placed in a specialized vault controlled by Shade. 
*The Dead Man's Hand was a secretly sanctioned arm of Clan Giovanni. 
*Various Justicars have covertly employed the Dead Man's Hand from time to time to do their dirty work. This may be true, given the number of former members who have been quietly made into Archons. 
*A number of Archons in various Justicarial offices were secretly double-agents for the DMH. 
*The leadership of the Dead Man's Hand would kill any member who showed signs of disloyalty, or attempted to leave the group. 
*The survivors of the Dead Man's Hand are close to completing a plan to resurrect Shade.
*The survivors of the Dead Man's Hand are close to completing a plan to resurrect Tasha.
 
*The Dead Man's Hand are cats paws in a Settite plot to overthrow the Camarilla.

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-21T23:51:21Z

SBN-006:

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=Deputy
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].

 [[File:Patron.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA]]
 [[File:Riley.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA]]
 [[File:saulgood.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin]]
 [[File:MirrasMasquerade.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Masquerade]]
 [[File:Danger.jpg|200px|thumb|left|The Bitch We Serve]]

One Little Bit

2011-02-18T22:28:47Z

SBN-006: /* Rumors */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abbendroth of Sacramento
*'''Reveared''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
 Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abbendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abbendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.
 Bit's specialty is Vodka Rats

File:LittleBit.jpg

2011-02-18T22:26:49Z

SBN-006: uploaded a new version of "File:LittleBit.jpg"

Why so many are alright with her keeping her veil on..

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T22:02:30Z

SBN-006: /* Portraits */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].

 [[File:Patron.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA]]
 [[File:Riley.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA]]
 [[File:saulgood.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin]]
 [[File:MirrasMasquerade.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Masquerade]]
 [[File:Danger.jpg|200px|thumb|left|The Bitch We Serve]]

File:Danger.jpg

2011-02-18T22:01:13Z

SBN-006:

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T22:00:50Z

SBN-006: /* Portraits */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].

Notables Series:
 [[File:Patron.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA]]

 [[File:Riley.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA]]

 [[File:saulgood.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin]]

Masquerade Series:
[[File:MirrasMasquerade.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Masquerade]]
 [[File:Danger.jpg|200px|thumb|left|The Bitch We Serve]]

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T21:58:47Z

SBN-006: /* Portraits */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].

Notables Series:
 [[File:Patron.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA]]

 [[File:Riley.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA]]

 [[File:saulgood.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin]]

Masquerade Series:
[[File:Masquerade.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Masquerade]]
 [[File:Danger.jpg|200px|thumb|left|The Bitch We Serve]]

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T21:56:35Z

SBN-006: /* Portraits */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].

Notables Series:
 [[File:Patron.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA]]

 [[File:Riley.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA]]

 [[File:saulgood.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin]]

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T21:55:28Z

SBN-006: /* Portraits */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].
 [[File:Patron.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA]]

 [[File:Riley.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA]]

 [[File:saulgood.jpg|200px|thumb|left|Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin]]

File:Saulgood.jpg

2011-02-18T21:52:39Z

SBN-006:

File:Riley.jpg

2011-02-18T21:51:42Z

SBN-006:

File:Patron.jpg

2011-02-18T21:51:09Z

SBN-006:

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T21:50:55Z

SBN-006: /* Portraits */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].
 [[File:Patron.jpg]]
Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA
 [[File:Riley.jpg]]
Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA
 [[File:saulgood.jpg]]
Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T21:50:32Z

SBN-006: /* Portraits */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Caitiff
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=2
|Domain=Berkley, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:MirraCane@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:MirraCane.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Mirra Cane Artist of Contrast Adrian Carmen

'''Real Name:''' Mirranda Cane

'''Apparent Age:''' Early Twenties

'''Concept:''' The work calls...

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, pretty, straight blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses. Carries a sketch book and set of pens, charcoal etc.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged'''
*'''Artistic''' by Prince Patron of New Haven

=Character Information=
Mirranda has a pleasant smile but many are off-put by her occasional lapses into a trance like state when sketching portraits.

==Known History==
Mirranda came from Philly out to the West searching for the murderers of her family. Since then she has passed from one NorCal domain to the other, generally making a good impression but often having odd lapses in attendance.

===Coterie===
None

===Sire===
Rumored to be Brian Clark

===Broodmates===
With Clark's history, god only knows how many.

===Quotes===
"I'm terribly sorry for interrupting, but the way you're standing.. would you mind if I sketched you?"

===Rumors===
Mirranda Cane is really a Malkavian
 Mirranda Cane is really a Brujah
 Mirranda Cane is clearly a Toreador
 Mirranda has some evil intent with her portraits

=Portraits=
Slide show of portraits, other work and sketches is here. [https://picasaweb.google.com/4m4nd4enatorz/MirrandaCane?feat=flashslideshow#5526119882753656562].
[[File:Patron.jpg]]
Alejandro Patron, Prince of New Haven, CA
[[File:Riley.jpg]]
Jackson Riley, Prince of Sacramento, CA
[[File:saulgood.jpg]]
Saul Good, Archon to Justicar Cock Robin

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T21:46:09Z

SBN-006:

File:MirraCane.jpg

2011-02-18T21:45:01Z

SBN-006:

Mirranda Cane

2011-02-18T21:44:47Z

SBN-006:

Heather of New Haven

2011-02-17T23:17:00Z

SBN-006: /* The Little Brujah that Couldn't */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=6
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:asams@irondragongames.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Heatherkins.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Heather Walden Heather of New Haven The Cast Iron Cunt Ice Queen

'''Real Name:''' Many are rumored, none confirmed.

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid Thirties

'''Concept:''' Do not fuck with me, and I will not fuck with you.

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, 6' tall, medium build and muscled. Blonde hair in braids usually pinned to her head, yellow eyes and an odd twitch.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Just''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Feared''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Indomitable''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Relentless''' by Prince Book of San Fransisco

=Character Information=
A hard enemy to have, Heather is an even harder friend to loose for the few she has named such.

Heather stood as one of the Seventeen that fought and destroyed what was left of Angus the Unruled on the Mirakatsu, and drew first blood with a rifle given to her on that night. Though dodging the spotlight seems to be her MO, she spoke at the Conclave that restored Xavier to the Justicarial seat and emerges from time to time with scathing retorts when provoked.

Heather took the Praxis of New Haven, but left it 6 months later with little explanation to live in Sacramento as one of Jackson Riley's pet former Prince brigade. She is often seen tagging along with Shanghai Kelly, though rarely looks happy to be there.

To the Camarilla, Heather's loyalty to her clan is a great disadvantage. To the Gangrel, Heather's loyalty to the Camarilla is a great disadvantage. To the Anarchs, Heather is alternately one very Cast Iron Cunt or amusing to poke with sticks, the jury still seems to be out on which.

==Coterie==
Are you nuts? No one can stand this bitch for long enough to coterie with her.

==Allies==
See above. Though she does sometimes seem to have the ear of the oddest people...

==Enemies==
Anyone who pisses her off, which seems to be everyone.

==Sire==
David Walden

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 Breyer of New Haven
 Gregory Woodward

Probably others, you know how these Gangrel are...

==Broodmates==
God, can you imagine being kin to her?

==Character Inspirations==
7 of 9, and my cat.

==Quotes==
I am just a simple Gangrel.
 Sit down and shut up until you earn your right to speak, childe.
 You cannot possibly be that stupid. PLEASE, tell me you are not that stupid, and you are just trying to fuck all of us.
 Tell me why I should listen to you. Make a compelling argument, and I might.
 Use your magic on me and I'll use my claws on you.

==Rumors==
Heather is Wilson Coltrane's childe.
 Heather and Shanghai Kelly are lovers.
 Heather is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Except the lesbian version of that.
 Heather is a coward.
 Heather will rip off your face with her claws if you piss her off.
 Heather was named Heather by her sire because she is so soft.
 Heather is City Gangrel.
 Heather's sire picked a fight with Prince Book, and Book blood bound her in retaliation.

=The Stories She's Told=
==Origin==

Heather sits up, rolls her shoulders. Turning slightly, the light from the fire catches her eyes frequently as it flickers. Its an odd double reflection off of the glasses lenses and then her pupil's coyote-reflecting glare

"In the long dark long ago, before there was more than one of each thing in the world there lived Raven and Coyote. Then as now they lived often on the edges of things, watching, and playing."

"Now, there were few laws in that time, but the few there were were inviolate. Nothing could break them, for Man had not yet come to the world. First and foremost of all the laws that had not yet even been written was balance. All things in balance."

"In that time Coyote was not as we know her now. She could run through the sky at will, alone in the dark blank that did not yet even have the stars to light the way. Raven, too was different. He wore a coat of brilliant, beautiful colors. When Raven passed, all who saw him were haunted by his gorgeous feathered magnificence, and so to make sure the saw him always he simply hopped along the ground."

She leans forward slightly, and in a faintly mocking tone
"Raven was as we know him now, you see, in his pride."

Releasing your gaze she leans back again. "The world spun, and new things came to it. One night, Hunger came into Coyote and spoke quiet words to her. So, as they played Coyote snapped at Raven, snapped and caught the wondrous, beautiful coat of feathers.. and Coyote swallowed it up."

"Coyote stopped, and tried to beg forgiveness from Raven, but he was very angry, and made even more so by the liquid, crystal notes that Coyote now spoke with. The law, said Raven, is the law. So, snatching, he took from Coyote her flight."

"Cackling in his dark voice, Raven fled for the night. After not too long a time Raven found forgivenss had grown in his heart and so he went to share with Coyote this new thing, to trade for this Hunger Coyote had gained. When he returned though, he found Coyote could not see him. Black against black, there was no more brilliance for Coyote to pick out in the night. And Coyote sat, and howled her loneliness to the dark."

"Even this Raven could not hear though, for the black night swallowed it up. All alone Raven flew in the cold, bereft even of the small whispers of conversation between others. So Raven, quick thinker that he was and is, went to the river and bathed, and flew to the sky, smearing droplets of water across the night. Heather looks up at the stars Then, Raven could hear Coyote's song, reflected back to him."

"Moved by their friendship and Coyote's cries, Raven came again to Coyote. Coyote, at last able to see her friend sihloetted against the stars, quieted and smiled. She promised Raven to never again come at him, and Raven promised to never again be so slow as to let himself be caught."

"Then, Raven told Coyote the other thing. Coyote, my friend, he said. I have taken from you something, and all things must balance. A gift for a theft, always. So, now dear friend,

Heather's eyes flick back to yours

"As I take from you your loneliness, I give to you your Clan."

==Six Pillars==
In the raw beginning, there was little to stop the wind and the rain and the thundering strike. Those who lived in this time put their shoulder to the wind and pressed on, resting only for a moment in the lee of a hill until the wind changed again and they were forced out. In darkness, in night, when a voice was lost to the howling winds it was lost forever, remembered by none.

There were those who grew tired of this existence, and so erected six pillars against the wind. In darkness, in night, there arose a structure to fight the storms and shield those underneath the lofty roof.

Some chafed against the mighty walls, scoffed at the building and the overly polite ways of those within it. They built their own houses, but in the end found that they would stand only while leaning against the great pillars. In darkness, in night, many came to the great house, and some to the lesser.

Time passed, and some wished to exit and face the wind on their own. Into the Wild they went, pressing into the wind and rain, come what may. Their wanderings became the stuff of legends, but storms arise that no one man can stand and face alone lest they be swept away. In darkness, in night, where does the lone traveler turn?

To the Tower, standing tall.

==The Little Brujah that Couldn't==

Pyro Torpor. Let me tell you about Pyro Torpor, the little Brujah that couldn't.

 Cracking her neck, Heather stands.

Once upon a time in a place not so very far from here there lived a nice.. ok, a horrible bitch that we'll call 'Ivy'. 'Ivy' worked for the Prince, Alejandro Patron. If you've ever met that man, you may have some idea of how rough it might be working for him. Well 'Ivy' got along well enough, but Prince Patron liked to have 'Ivy' be the bad guy any time he could. So she handled Hospitality for Patron. One night the Brujah Harpy, Zhan, came to 'Ivy' with a new Brujah to be introduced. Something was off about how the Harpy was doing it though. You know how teenagers egging each other on sort of stand back when their buddy is about to do the really stupid thing? That's what Zhan did when this new Brujah was asked his name.
[[Image:PyroTorpor.jpg|thumb|]]
 Dramatic Pause 

Pyro Torpor. The boy says his name is Pyro Torpor. And I'm .. I mean 'Ivy' is just kind of flabergasted. Then 'Ivy' figures the punk is just fucking with her, but to be sure 'Ivys' not going to need to murder a bunch of people who end up carding the little bastard, she asks for his ID. There, plain as day, he's got "Pyro Torpor" on his government issued ID.

 A loud pop is heard as Heather's neck cracks with no apparent movement.

'Ivy' gives the Harpy a look and he swears he'll take care of it. Court comes around and the time comes for Hospitality. Heather straightens "Welcome, Kindred of New Haven. Do any of the city have business before this court?" She unbends And up comes Zhan and his new little friend. Zhan says he's got someone seeking hospitality, and the fucker gives 'Ivy' his shit eating grin and announces Pyro Torpor.

So, what's a girl to do?

'Ivy' turns to the Prince, has a nice little chat while showing the court her 'angry face'. Then she turns back, and announces that as good Harpy Zhan has vouched for her, Sally Torpor is hereby given the Hospitality of the Domain of New Haven. She is welcome within the Domain.

Thing about Brujah is, they're just looking for a reaction. Probably Zhan's grand scheme was to have me flip out, and for the Prince to extend mercy in a grand gesture. Zhan was a rough friend to have. But, I have my secret weapon. Holds her arms out, mimes pulling something out of a sleeve and then gives you a conspiratorial grin. 'Ivy' does, I mean and so do you, now. And that is, not being what you let them think you are.

Now, what happened to dear little Sally? Well, seems like she couldn't control herself. Flipped out right after court, sadly still in Elysium. Of course 'Ivy' looked the other way while the Brujah hustled her out quiet like. Heather's eyes glint It is important to extend favors to our dear friends, isn't it?

Moral of the story's a simple one, though you'll have to forgive me for speaking it. If you're not willing to Sally forth on the field of battle given to you, you'd best be willing to end up in Torpor.

 With a mock bow, Heather sits.

File:PyroTorpor.jpg

2011-02-17T23:16:13Z

SBN-006: Pyro Torpor, Hero of the story The Little Brujah that Couldn't

Pyro Torpor, Hero of the story The Little Brujah that Couldn't

Heather of New Haven

2011-02-17T23:15:42Z

SBN-006:

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel
|Coterie=None
|Position=None
|Status=6
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:asams@irondragongames.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Heatherkins.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Heather Walden Heather of New Haven The Cast Iron Cunt Ice Queen

'''Real Name:''' Many are rumored, none confirmed.

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid Thirties

'''Concept:''' Do not fuck with me, and I will not fuck with you.

'''Physical description:''' Caucasian female, 6' tall, medium build and muscled. Blonde hair in braids usually pinned to her head, yellow eyes and an odd twitch.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Loyal''' by Prince Hayden of Yuba City
*'''Just''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Feared''' by Prince Alejandro Patron of New Haven
*'''Indomitable''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Relentless''' by Prince Book of San Fransisco

=Character Information=
A hard enemy to have, Heather is an even harder friend to loose for the few she has named such.

Heather stood as one of the Seventeen that fought and destroyed what was left of Angus the Unruled on the Mirakatsu, and drew first blood with a rifle given to her on that night. Though dodging the spotlight seems to be her MO, she spoke at the Conclave that restored Xavier to the Justicarial seat and emerges from time to time with scathing retorts when provoked.

Heather took the Praxis of New Haven, but left it 6 months later with little explanation to live in Sacramento as one of Jackson Riley's pet former Prince brigade. She is often seen tagging along with Shanghai Kelly, though rarely looks happy to be there.

To the Camarilla, Heather's loyalty to her clan is a great disadvantage. To the Gangrel, Heather's loyalty to the Camarilla is a great disadvantage. To the Anarchs, Heather is alternately one very Cast Iron Cunt or amusing to poke with sticks, the jury still seems to be out on which.

==Coterie==
Are you nuts? No one can stand this bitch for long enough to coterie with her.

==Allies==
See above. Though she does sometimes seem to have the ear of the oddest people...

==Enemies==
Anyone who pisses her off, which seems to be everyone.

==Sire==
David Walden

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 Breyer of New Haven
 Gregory Woodward

Probably others, you know how these Gangrel are...

==Broodmates==
God, can you imagine being kin to her?

==Character Inspirations==
7 of 9, and my cat.

==Quotes==
I am just a simple Gangrel.
 Sit down and shut up until you earn your right to speak, childe.
 You cannot possibly be that stupid. PLEASE, tell me you are not that stupid, and you are just trying to fuck all of us.
 Tell me why I should listen to you. Make a compelling argument, and I might.
 Use your magic on me and I'll use my claws on you.

==Rumors==
Heather is Wilson Coltrane's childe.
 Heather and Shanghai Kelly are lovers.
 Heather is gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Except the lesbian version of that.
 Heather is a coward.
 Heather will rip off your face with her claws if you piss her off.
 Heather was named Heather by her sire because she is so soft.
 Heather is City Gangrel.
 Heather's sire picked a fight with Prince Book, and Book blood bound her in retaliation.

=The Stories She's Told=
==Origin==

Heather sits up, rolls her shoulders. Turning slightly, the light from the fire catches her eyes frequently as it flickers. Its an odd double reflection off of the glasses lenses and then her pupil's coyote-reflecting glare

"In the long dark long ago, before there was more than one of each thing in the world there lived Raven and Coyote. Then as now they lived often on the edges of things, watching, and playing."

"Now, there were few laws in that time, but the few there were were inviolate. Nothing could break them, for Man had not yet come to the world. First and foremost of all the laws that had not yet even been written was balance. All things in balance."

"In that time Coyote was not as we know her now. She could run through the sky at will, alone in the dark blank that did not yet even have the stars to light the way. Raven, too was different. He wore a coat of brilliant, beautiful colors. When Raven passed, all who saw him were haunted by his gorgeous feathered magnificence, and so to make sure the saw him always he simply hopped along the ground."

She leans forward slightly, and in a faintly mocking tone
"Raven was as we know him now, you see, in his pride."

Releasing your gaze she leans back again. "The world spun, and new things came to it. One night, Hunger came into Coyote and spoke quiet words to her. So, as they played Coyote snapped at Raven, snapped and caught the wondrous, beautiful coat of feathers.. and Coyote swallowed it up."

"Coyote stopped, and tried to beg forgiveness from Raven, but he was very angry, and made even more so by the liquid, crystal notes that Coyote now spoke with. The law, said Raven, is the law. So, snatching, he took from Coyote her flight."

"Cackling in his dark voice, Raven fled for the night. After not too long a time Raven found forgivenss had grown in his heart and so he went to share with Coyote this new thing, to trade for this Hunger Coyote had gained. When he returned though, he found Coyote could not see him. Black against black, there was no more brilliance for Coyote to pick out in the night. And Coyote sat, and howled her loneliness to the dark."

"Even this Raven could not hear though, for the black night swallowed it up. All alone Raven flew in the cold, bereft even of the small whispers of conversation between others. So Raven, quick thinker that he was and is, went to the river and bathed, and flew to the sky, smearing droplets of water across the night. Heather looks up at the stars Then, Raven could hear Coyote's song, reflected back to him."

"Moved by their friendship and Coyote's cries, Raven came again to Coyote. Coyote, at last able to see her friend sihloetted against the stars, quieted and smiled. She promised Raven to never again come at him, and Raven promised to never again be so slow as to let himself be caught."

"Then, Raven told Coyote the other thing. Coyote, my friend, he said. I have taken from you something, and all things must balance. A gift for a theft, always. So, now dear friend,

Heather's eyes flick back to yours

"As I take from you your loneliness, I give to you your Clan."

==Six Pillars==
In the raw beginning, there was little to stop the wind and the rain and the thundering strike. Those who lived in this time put their shoulder to the wind and pressed on, resting only for a moment in the lee of a hill until the wind changed again and they were forced out. In darkness, in night, when a voice was lost to the howling winds it was lost forever, remembered by none.

There were those who grew tired of this existence, and so erected six pillars against the wind. In darkness, in night, there arose a structure to fight the storms and shield those underneath the lofty roof.

Some chafed against the mighty walls, scoffed at the building and the overly polite ways of those within it. They built their own houses, but in the end found that they would stand only while leaning against the great pillars. In darkness, in night, many came to the great house, and some to the lesser.

Time passed, and some wished to exit and face the wind on their own. Into the Wild they went, pressing into the wind and rain, come what may. Their wanderings became the stuff of legends, but storms arise that no one man can stand and face alone lest they be swept away. In darkness, in night, where does the lone traveler turn?

To the Tower, standing tall.

==The Little Brujah that Couldn't==
[[Image:PyroTorpor.jpg|thumb|]]
Pyro Torpor. Let me tell you about Pyro Torpor, the little Brujah that couldn't.

 Cracking her neck, Heather stands.

Once upon a time in a place not so very far from here there lived a nice.. ok, a horrible bitch that we'll call 'Ivy'. 'Ivy' worked for the Prince, Alejandro Patron. If you've ever met that man, you may have some idea of how rough it might be working for him. Well 'Ivy' got along well enough, but Prince Patron liked to have 'Ivy' be the bad guy any time he could. So she handled Hospitality for Patron. One night the Brujah Harpy, Zhan, came to 'Ivy' with a new Brujah to be introduced. Something was off about how the Harpy was doing it though. You know how teenagers egging each other on sort of stand back when their buddy is about to do the really stupid thing? That's what Zhan did when this new Brujah was asked his name.

 Dramatic Pause 

Pyro Torpor. The boy says his name is Pyro Torpor. And I'm .. I mean 'Ivy' is just kind of flabergasted. Then 'Ivy' figures the punk is just fucking with her, but to be sure 'Ivys' not going to need to murder a bunch of people who end up carding the little bastard, she asks for his ID. There, plain as day, he's got "Pyro Torpor" on his government issued ID.

 A loud pop is heard as Heather's neck cracks with no apparent movement.

'Ivy' gives the Harpy a look and he swears he'll take care of it. Court comes around and the time comes for Hospitality. Heather straightens "Welcome, Kindred of New Haven. Do any of the city have business before this court?" She unbends And up comes Zhan and his new little friend. Zhan says he's got someone seeking hospitality, and the fucker gives 'Ivy' his shit eating grin and announces Pyro Torpor.

So, what's a girl to do?

'Ivy' turns to the Prince, has a nice little chat while showing the court her 'angry face'. Then she turns back, and announces that as good Harpy Zhan has vouched for her, Sally Torpor is hereby given the Hospitality of the Domain of New Haven. She is welcome within the Domain.

Thing about Brujah is, they're just looking for a reaction. Probably Zhan's grand scheme was to have me flip out, and for the Prince to extend mercy in a grand gesture. Zhan was a rough friend to have. But, I have my secret weapon. Holds her arms out, mimes pulling something out of a sleeve and then gives you a conspiratorial grin. 'Ivy' does, I mean and so do you, now. And that is, not being what you let them think you are.

Now, what happened to dear little Sally? Well, seems like she couldn't control herself. Flipped out right after court, sadly still in Elysium. Of course 'Ivy' looked the other way while the Brujah hustled her out quiet like. Heather's eyes glint It is important to extend favors to our dear friends, isn't it?

Moral of the story's a simple one, though you'll have to forgive me for speaking it. If you're not willing to Sally forth on the field of battle given to you, you'd best be willing to end up in Torpor.

 With a mock bow, Heather sits.

One Little Bit

2011-02-17T19:01:59Z

SBN-006: /* Known History */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abbendroth of Sacramento
*'''Reveared''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
 Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Sacramento area. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abbendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abbendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.

One Little Bit

2011-02-17T18:57:05Z

SBN-006: /* Broodmates */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abbendroth of Sacramento
*'''Reveared''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
 Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Camarilla. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abbendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abbendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
[[Wallace]]
 [[Scrivener]]

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.

One Little Bit

2011-02-17T18:25:26Z

SBN-006: /* Known History */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abbendroth of Sacramento
*'''Reveared''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
 Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Camarilla. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

Bit became a Primogen of Sacramento on 2/12/2010.

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abbendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abbendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
Wallace

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.

One Little Bit

2011-02-17T18:24:54Z

SBN-006: /* Overview */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Nosferatu
|Coterie=None
|Position=Primogen
|Status=2+1
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com Amy]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:LittleBit.jpg|thumb]]
'''Alias(es):''' Little Bit Bit

'''Real Name:''' Loo.. Loo.. Crap, how do you say that?

'''Apparent Age:''' Hard to tell.

'''Concept:''' Croatian Jill of all Trades, you want to trade, she's got it.

'''Physical description:''' Tall ?female? form covered in various layers of clashing clothes, with a veil that completely covers her face.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by Prince Riley of Sacramento
*'''Influential''' by Primogen Marcus Abbendroth of Sacramento
*'''Reveared''' as a Primogen of Sacramento

=Character Information=
 Little Bit, when seen, is usually shuffling awkwardly to or from a conversation where she speaks amicably through a thick slavic accent. When not seen, who knows?

Though she is generally pushing or pulling information Bit has a number of other useful skills that are occasionally sought after. Among these are her Vodka Rats, much loved by those with strong stomachs.

==Known History==
 Bit was Acknowledged Ljubica Cirko in Sacramento in 2009 by Prince Jackson Riley. Her accounting was fairly short, however even given this Bit seems to have the ear of many influential people in the Camarilla. She disappeared shortly after her sire, Maxwell Trent, was thought killed in a pillar of black flame. She returned to Sacramento in 2010 (some while after her sire's death was disproved by his reappearance).

==Coterie==
None Apparent

==Allies==
 [[Deacon Lysander]]
 [[Leonardo Gianelli]]
 [[Ash]]
 [[Bjorn]]
 [[Elliot Maxwell]]
 [[Jackson Riley]]
 [[Virgilia Two-Tails]]
 [[Maxwell Trent]]
 [[Wallace]]
 [[Lillian Abbendroth]]
 [[Marcus Abbendroth]]
 [[Duncan Hardwick]]
 [[Todd Gaines]]
 [[David Adder]]
 [[Teddy]]

==Enemies==
Though Bit is generally very easy going she will at times indulge in the odd Toreador wrangle.

==Sire==
[[Maxwell Trent]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==
Wallace

==Character Inspirations==
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fmZCve025Q

==Quotes==
"You are new in town, neh? I am find many time when I am come to new place I am think 'Eh, is wery hard be in new place, I am need little bit of help.' You are find too I think some time, so now you are have my number and when you need a Little Bit, I vill come."
 A card is pressed into your hand. It reads simply: Mali.Dar.Znanja@gmail.com You never know until you ask

==Rumors==
Bit will buy any information you have.
 The quickest way to Bit's heart is a shot glass full of vodka.
 Bit's hatred for the Sabbat was fomented by her abduction and torture when she was first brought to court.

Jackson Riley - Deceased

2011-02-17T18:18:17Z

SBN-006: /* Rumors */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Brujah
|Coterie=None
|Position=Prince
|Status=6+3
|Domain=Sacramento, CA
|Path=Humanity
|rating=3
|p=[mailto:jfr@irondragongames.com Ben]
}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Jackson_Riley.jpg|thumb|]]
'''Alias(es):''' Jackson "Fucking" Riley Prince Riley Keyser Stupid Ow ow my face...

'''Real Name:''' Unknown

'''Apparent Age:''' Mid to Late Twenties

'''Concept:''' Irish-Italian Fuckup from South Philly

'''Physical description:''' Motorcycle Jacket, T-Shirt, Baggy Black Jeans, Sneakers, Ballcap, Sunglasses.

'''Detailed Status:'''
*'''Acknowledged''' by word of Prince Cromwell
*'''Feared''' by Word of Primogen Octavious
*'''Well-Known''' by Word of Prince Black
*'''Influential''' by Word of Prince Francis
*'''Famous''' by Word of Prince Francis
*'''Diligent''' by Word of Prince Howl
*'''Exalted''' as Prince of Sacramento
*'''Well Known''' as Prince of Sacramento
*'''Famous''' as Prince of Sacramento

=Character Information=
Prince of Sacramento

==Known History==
Jackson frequented New Haven, CA for some years before traveling to Sacramento in 2007 and quickly establishing himself as a Kindred of note. He served as Sheriff to Prince Haley Kincade and Prince Adrian Howl before taking the throne of Sacramento for himself on May 31st, 2008.

==Coterie==
Unknown

==Allies==
*[[Alejandro Patron]]
*[[Alesandra Orion]]
*[[Connor McMorna]]
*[[Diego Castellano]]
*[[Ethan Neumann]]
*[[Father DeLuca]]
*[[Heather of New Haven]]
*[[Jack Sebastien]]
*[[Jennica Sparrow]]
*[[John Johnson]]
*[[Katey McGovern]]
*[[Maxwell Trent]]
*[[Michaelangelo Arcadia]]
*[[One Little Bit]]
*[[Perez]]
*[[Peter Premysl]]
*[[Preston Jonas DeWinter]]
*[[Rage 'Randal' Phoenix]]
*[[Saul Good]]
*[[Susanna Angel LaRouge]]
*[[Victor 'Dante' Smith]]
*[[Virgil Deems]]

==Enemies==
*[[Adrian Howl]] (Deceased)
*[[Jeremiah Ristovic]] (Deceased)
*[[Vry]] (Deceased)
*[[Alec Rosenguard]] (Deceased)
*[[Range]] (Deceased)
...you get the idea.

==Sire==
Unknown

==Childer==
'''Known:'''
 [[Stacy Wright]]
 [[David Hale]]
 *Others are unrevealed

==Broodmates==
Unknown

==Character Inspirations==
[http://alt.coxnewsweb.com/cnishared/tools/shared/mediahub/04/51/06/slideshow_1065148_vin-diesel.jpg Dominic Toretto], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ren%C3%A9_Descartes René Descartes], [http://emerdelac.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/near-dark-bill-paxton.jpg Severen], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Hume David Hume], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Che_Guevera Che Guevera], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertrand_Russell Bertrand Russell], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benjamin_Ruggiero Benjamin "Lefty" Ruggiero]
==Soundtrack==
* "[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eB7gVWsHTWc Another Night]," Rancid
* "[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZ_gFyB6GnA My Favorite Mutiny]," The Coup
* "[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m99ybtk4QNs Battery]," Metallica
* "[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wN0xK6bgQkQ Its Hard Out Here For a Pimp]," Terrence Howard
* "[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_7EQlfprV9E Cowboys From Hell]," Pantera
* "[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRkvg_LuZvk Pistol Grip Pump]," Rage Against the Machine
* "[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VuxvMlP_p5A Pressure]," Swollen Members

==Quotes==
"Mmmfffttt mmmfffttt snapperhead." "Did I fucking stutter?"

==Rumors==
Jackson Riley belongs to a secret Coterie.
 Jackson Riley is Smiling Jack's childe.
 Jackson Riley is a former Anarch.
 Jackson Riley is actually from Boston.
 Jackson Riley is a pawn of the Tremere.
 The bag that Jackson Riley always carries around has a giant snake in it.
 Jackson Riley is infernal.
 Jackson Riley is an apostate of Set.
 Jackson Riley is a current Anarch.
 Jackson Riley don't text.
 Jackson Riley likes to make deals with Nosferatu.
 Jackson Riley makes OK deals.

Virgilia Two-Tails

2011-02-17T18:16:16Z

SBN-006: /* Rumors */

{{PCSummary
|Clan=Gangrel


|Coterie=???


|Position=???


|Status=2


|Domain=San Francisco, CA


|Path=Humanity


|rating=3


|p=[mailto:thegillyduck@gmail.com Stevie Coelho]

}}

__TOC__

=Overview=
[[Image:Crop.jpg|thumb|it's a myspace pic!]]
'''Alias(es): Gillyduck '''

'''Real Name: ''' Same?

'''Apparent Age: ''' Mid 20s

'''Concept: ''' Bleeding-Heart, Hopeless Crusader & Den Mother

'''Physical description:''' 5'8" average build, blond hair w/ red streak, dark skin

'''Detailed Status: '''
Acknowledged by Prince [[Virgil Deems]] of San Francisco 
Dedicated by Primogen Raven of San Francisco 
<h2>Character Information</h2>

==Known History==
Was Ghoul to [[Raven]] of San Francisco for at least two months before being embraced.

Her first night being introduced into the Camarilla as a Ghoul she assisted in the slaying of a number of Infernal cultists on Treasure Island.

==Coterie==
[[Melody Copper]]

==Allies==
Often found amused with [[Geoffrey Tanner]] or being advised by [[William Stanford]]

==Enemies==

==Sire==
Archon [[Shanghai Kelly]]

==Childer==
None

==Broodmates==

==Character Inspirations==

==Soundtrack==
Rolling in the Deep by Adele

==Quotes==
"That is a FANTASTIC stripper name!" ''said to [[Sweet William]] after being introduced to him.''

"Lady Zaftig, you have just made me and many other people so very happy." ''Said to the Harpy [[Zaftig]] of Berkeley when given permission to stake her if the need should arise.''

==Rumors==
Is very flighty. 
Is a good source for minor politics.