Max Illaria
Clan | Gangrel |
---|---|
Position | Primogen |
Status | 1 + 1 |
Domain | Los Angeles |
Coterie | None |
Society | None |
Path | Humanity - |
Player | Scott |
Contents
Overview
Name: Max Illaria
Apparent Age: Late 20's
Concept: Feral Perfumer
Physical description: Max is a fairly tall, dark man that looks to have been Embraced in his late 20's or early 30's. He's a rather stylish Kindred, especially for a Gangrel. Max wears horn-rim glasses, the clothes that he wears are always in shades of black and grey, and most of his wardrobe has been made for him. No matter where he's going, or how he's dressed, Max always smells incredible, and typically wears scents rich with musk. Given that he's a perfumer, this shouldn't come as a surprise.
Although Max isn't that remarkably good looking, he has an air of animalistic sex appeal and seductive charm. Part of this is confidence, some of it is the way he moves, he's extremely comfortable with body contact and close proximity, and Max seems to savor all things sensual. Max is just as comfortable roaming the wild in the form of an animal as he is on the dance floor. His voice is low and smoky, and he doesn't make any effort to cover up his Brooklyn accent.
Detailed Status: Acknowledged by Prince Villon of Paris on June 3rd, 1967.
Revered as Gangrel Primogen of Los Angeles, California.
Character Information
Known History
Max Illaria was born in the mid 1930's. He was raised in Brooklyn, but not many details of his living years are known. Apparently, he doesn't like to speak about his youth, as few details are known. He travelled from New York to France in the late 1950's, and found work in perfume production with the house of Dana. In a matter of years, Max became close with the head of product design, Jean Carles, and he was soon promoted from production to design.
Max's Sire, Hyacinth DeNez, is known as a nearly unrivaled tracker, as well as an obsessive aficionado of perfume. Her lineage are known for their gifted noses, and Max is no exception. After watching Max develop his talents, Hyacinth secured the right to Embrace him in the early 60's. There are rumors that Max awakened from the Kiss faster than Hyacinth expected, and his Sire became the target of his first frenzy. Hyacinth doesn't like to speak about this rumor, and visibly withdraws when and if it's brought up.
Though Max, his broodmates Lilly and Pete, and Hyacinth each worked tirelessly to defend the region of Grasse against incursions by the Lupines, the few Gangrel of France are treated like lowly guard-dogs. They're tolerated, but never invited to the table, or given respect. Max has allies within the court of Paris and scattered across France, but he was never able to be taken seriously. Rumor has it that Max's social woes stretch back to the Battle at Versailles in 1973. Max worked on fragrances for both Anne Klein and Bill Blass. He attended the event, and reveled in how the American designers stole the show from the established fashion houses of France. The Parisian court supposedly turned their ire over the loss of face at Max, and despite over fifty years of dedicated service, he never gained any standing in France beyond his meager acknowledgement. Frustrated, he returned to the United States in 2019.
Shortly after arriving in Los Angeles, Max was granted the position of Gangrel Primogen.
Coterie
None.
Allies
Bill Colt
Enemies
Sire
Hyacinth deNez
Childer
None.
Broodmates
Lilly Blanche
Pete Moss
Character Inspirations
Mid-Century Modern style.
The smell of civetone.
Uma Thurman's performance as June Miller in "Henry and June."
Soundtrack
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLlM8rkRTAqRnKraMxoAomhi2pRlSVkaD1
Quotes
Rumors
Max supposedly arose from his Embrace swiftly, and attacked his Sire during his first frenzy. According to rumor, she transformed into a bird in an attempt to escape, and he shot her down with a revolver.
Kindred say that Max sometimes loses control of himself, and starts sniffing like a wild animal.
It's said that Max smokes when he's anxious.
Max wears a ring, but he's not married. No Kindred knows why he wears it. If asked, he'll say is that it isn't his, that he doesn't know who's it was, or he'll say that it's none of your business.
He loves to go out dancing, and despite his age, Max has a deep love for contemporary club music.