Name: Johnathan Melrowe Jacobim *AKA: John the Deprived*
Player: cdrive1
Chronicle: Transylvanian Chronicles
Nature: Soldier
Sire: Edward Mordred
Demeanor: Architect
Clan: Brujah
Generation 8th
Concept: Former Sellsword
Coterie:
Attributes
Physical
Strength: 4; Dexterity: 2; Stamina: 4
Social
Charisma: 2; Manipulation: 1; Appearance: 3
Mental
Perception: 3; Intelligence: 2; Wits: 3
Abilities
Talents
Alertness: 3; Awareness; 1; Athletics: 3; Brawl: 4; Dodge: 2; Empathy: 2; Expression: 0; Intimidation: 0; Leadership: 0; Streetwise: 0; Subterfuge: 0
Skills
Animal Ken: 0; Crafts: 0; Riding/Drive: 0; Etiquette: 3; Firearms: 0; Melee: 2; Performance: 1; Security: 2; Stealth: 0; Survival: 2
Knowledge
Academics: 0; Politics: 0; Finance: 0; Investigation: 2; Linguistics: 0; Medicine: 2; Occult: 0; Science: 0; Law: 1
Disciplines
Potence *3* Celerity *2* Presence *1*
Virtues
Courage: 3
Conscience/Conviction: 2
Self-control/Instinct: 5
Advantages
Backgrounds
Beneficial
Allies: 1; Influence: 2; Mentor: XX; Resources: XX; Contacts: XX; Generation: 4; Herd: XX; Retainers: XX; Status: XX
Adversarial
(Leave this section of your character sheet blank. This part is here purely for my use. If you gain any enemies or adverse backgrounds during your in-game time, they will show up here.)
Humanity/Path: 7
WillPower
Permanent Willpower: 8
Temporary Willpower: XX
Health
Full; No penalty; 10/10
Blood pool
Points: 15
Points per turn: 3
Merits and Flaws
Merit: Code of Honor; Type: Mental; Cost: 2
Merit: Light Sleeper; Type: Mental; Cost: 3
Merit: Efficient Feeding; Type: Physical; Cost: 3
Merit: Huge Size; Type: Physical; Cost: 4
Merit: Lucky; Type: Supernatural; Cost: 3
Merit: Antitoxin Blood; Type: Supernatural; Cost: 1
Flaw: Vengeful; Type: Mental; Cost: 2
Flaw: Vulnerability to Silver; Type: Physical; Cost: 2
Flaw: Glowing Eyes; Type: Physical; Cost: 3
Flaw: Enemy; Type: Social; Cost: 3
Magic
Rituals
XX
Paths
Path of Honorable Accord
Derangements
XX
Languages
Combat
Weapon/Attack: Broadsword; Difficulty: -2; Damage: 3 Lethal; Lethal Range: XX Rate: XX Clip: XX Conceal: N
(More will be added as needed)
Armor
Class: Light; Rating: 3; Penalty: None
Expanded backgrounds
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Allies: He has only one ally from his days as a Sellsword, a Blacksmith who he currently retains the services of, John only knows him by his moniker: 'Merchant of Death' as he's the only one who would sell him weapons and torture devices *even ones with Exacting Specifications* without questions, being a Ghoul in the service of his Sire.
Contacts: XX
Influence: He knows to tread lightly and avoid angering people, his Sire is rather social in of itself and because of him maintaining appearances, he is seen as 'OK' to be around by those unaware of his rather horrible activities and how brutal he can be in a fight.
Herd: XX
Retainers: XX
Resources: XX
Status: XX
Other: His sire was 7th Generation, hence he is an 8th generation vampire as an end result.
Possessions
Gear (Carried):
A set of armor that is old but well cared for, a set of chainmail which promotes his highly mobile fighting style while giving adequate defense.
A broadsword with a flexible grip which allows him to wield it one handed, it comes at the cost of weight which reduces the power of slashes.
Equipment (Owned):
A good number of Gold Coins from his profession and from those he has slain, his reasoning for taking said gold being, 'They won't need it where they're going.'
A very humble home, being a simple man, he only asked that his home have a basement with sound cancelling charms so as to prevent screams from escaping the room. While he does have the simple items you would expect a peasant to have, he also owns 5 different torture devices that are well known, and 3 that are recent creations from his ally.
Vehicles: XX
Feeding grounds: XX
Blood bonds/Vinculi
Bound to: XX (Rating: XX)
Havens
Location: XX
Description: XX
History
His story till now: John was once a Sellsword, one of the most vicious to have ever walked the earth: Having a Penchant for cruelty would bring that idea to the forefront. However, he contrasts this heavily with a surprising amount of honor, taking orders without a complaint and twitch of rebellion and doing his job within the letter and spirit of said job. Until his last day as a living being...
He was hunting a man who had been a strange case: Having attacked villages and murdered all who were within, draining them of blood and leaving their withered corpses where they lay. He was hired to eliminate this threat and was told not to take his time with this one, the one thing he noted as he was sent, was that the gentleman in front of him seemed off. When he found the man, he was horrified as he was as pale as a corpse, his teeth dripping with fresh blood, and a set of wounds which were as fresh as the blood he drank, it was only through ducking that he wasn't killed in the first blow.
As the two fought, John had actually gotten some good wounds on the vampire, to the point where his target was forced to act quick, John had gone numb and only regained feeling when said target was forced off the neck, he felt lightheaded and weak. He saw his rescuer right there and then, who he would later know as Edward Mordred...In his lightheaded state, he drew his blade and got into a shaky battle position, almost certain to try and fight this unbeatable foe, when he spoke suddenly.
"Why would you fight a Vampire by yourself? You can barely stand and yet you seem to think yourself able to take me on when someone far weaker nearly killed you?" His rescuer had asked, curious as to the near suicidal nature of his actions, an answer that John wasn't expecting rolled from his mouth before he could stop it, something he had acknowledged at the same time as him realizing he had no true purpose, "The only thing a Misbegotten Sod like me deserves, a senseless death."
Of course, in his dazed state, he nearly fell over onto the floor as he said these words, and after a discussion, he was embraced. He 'Died' and became something new...something less, yet something more...From that point forward, he is now known as 'John the Deprived.'
Goals/Destiny: He wishes to create works that would last throughout the ages, though there is only one art he knows full well enough: Pain. He wishes to make new types and forms of pain as he believes a simple truth: Pain is Honesty in its purest form.
Why he is willing to join the cotterie (besides sire's request): To see more of the world, to find ideas for his work and spread his legacy of pain. To honor his Sire by making full use of his unlife.
Connection to other characters: XX
Description
Age: 42
Apparent Age: 32
Date of Birth: 1160
Death: 1192 by Vampirism
Hair: None *Used to be short black hair*
Eyes: Green
Race: White
Nationality: Spainish-English
Height: 6'10''
Weight: 300 pounds
Sex: Male
Physical description: A Bald man with an OK Appearance, something you would expect from a physically active 32 year old man, is never seen without his armor which has flecks of paint where a cross once was painted, a few tears and dents from battles he's been in, and a marking meant to signify that he works for the Tzimisce Vovoides. A good number of scars are also on said face and along his body.
EDIT: I added two points into my abilities *Spending the 4 remaining Freebie Points* *ALSO Edited Weapon and Armor description, had to match the details I mentioned, hence I lowered the sword's damage output to reflect the fact it has a flexible grip which allows it to be used with comparative ease. and made the armor chainmail.*