Claudius
| Nature: | Visionary | Demeanor: | Caregiver | Willpower: |
8 |
| Clan: | Nosferatu | Generation: | 9 | Blood Pool: | 14 |
ATTRIBUTES
| Strength: | 4 | Charisma: | 4 | Perception: | 4 |
| Dexterity: | 3 | Manipulation: | 4 | Intelligence: | 3 |
| Stamina: | 4 | Appearance | 0 | Wits: | 3 |
| ABILITIES | |||||
| Alertness: | 3 | Animal Ken: | 0 | Academics: | 3 |
| Athletics: | 0 | Crafts: | 0 | Computer: | 1 |
| Brawl: | 1 | Drive: | 0 | Finance: | 0 |
| Dodge: | 3 | Etiquette: | 3 | Investigation: | 4 |
| Empathy: | 2 | Firearms: | 0 | Law: | 0 |
| Expression: | 0 | Melee: | 3 | Linguistics: | 3 |
| Intimidation: | 0 | Performance: | 2 | Medicine: | 1 |
| Leadership: | 3 | Security: | 0 | Occult: | 3 |
| Streetwise: | 3 | Stealth: | 3 | Politics: | 2 |
| Subterfuge: | 3 | Survival: | 0 | Science: | 0 |
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Disciplines |
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| Animalism: | 2 | Auspex: | 2 | Celerity: | 2 |
| Dominate: | 2 | Obfsucate | 4 | Potence: | 3 |
| BACKGROUNDS | |||||
| Allies: | 3 | Contacts: | 3 | Generation: | 4 |
| Status: | 2 | ||||
| OTHER TRAITS | |||||
| Camarilla Lore: | 3 | Sabbat Lore: | 3 | Vampire Lore: | 4 |
| Sewer Lore: | 3 | Information Network: | 4 | ||
| Merits | Flaws |
| Medium | Blood Hunted |
| Deceptive Aura |
Strength Specialty: Deceptively Strong
Charisma Specialty: Soothing
Stamina Specialty: Resilient
Perception Specialty: Attentive
Investigation Specialty: Eye for Detail
Description:
Obfuscated:
The man standing calmly in front of you carries the wisdom of ages in his
eyes. Approximately 6 feet tall, and sitting a little on the light side at 165
pounds, his face has a serene, almost sanctified feel to it. His features would
seem to suggest an Iberian (Spanish) descent, with dark brown hair that reaches
midway down his neck in a braid, matching eyes, and a very light shade to his
skin. He wears a simple outfit; a plain white button-down shirt, black slacks,
and polished black shoes. As he looks you over, you feel his eyes travel over
you, picking up every slight nuance.
Non-Obfuscated:
The man standing calmly in front of you carries the wisdom of ages in his
eyes, and the image of a monster in his body. He is approximately 6 and a half
feet tall, and sits heavily on the skeletal side at 145 pounds. His face is a
mess of horrifically smooth skin, as if every imperfection, every wrinkle, every
line were sandblasted away, including his nose, which is missing. In the middle
of all of this are a pair of eyes, one dark brown, the other red and filled with
blood. Regardless, that terrible face has a serene, almost sanctified feel to
it. His hair, dark brown in hue, consists of a few strands, which are
nevertheless pulled back into a tiny braid that reaches midway down his neck.
He wears a simple brown robe, and sandals on his oversized feet. As he looks
you over, you feel his mismatched, vitae-filled eyes travel over you, picking up
every slight nuance.
Weapons:
Several Ash Stakes (Diff 6, Damage Str+2; Diff 9 to Pierce Heart)
Medieval Broadsword (Diff 6, Samage Strength+3)
Equipment:
History:
To Be Written