Marco Rosa

Description:




Name: Marco Rosa
Player: Chris
Concept: Purveyor of Exotic Goods

Virtue: Charity
Vice: Lust
Covenant: Invictus

Clan: Daeva
Bloodline: Kallisti
Title: Groom, Harpy (unofficial)
Intelligence: ••
Wits: •••
Resolve: ••
Strength:
Dexterity: ••
Stamina: •••
Presence: •••
Manipulation: ••••
Composure: ••
Mental (-3 unskilled)
Academics___________ oooo
Computer____________••ooo
Crafts__________ooooo
Investigation______ooooo
Medicine____________ oooo
Occult______________ oooo
Politics_____________••oooo
Science_________ooooo
Physical (-1 unskilled)
Athletics_________ ooooo
Brawl___________ooooo
Drive_________________oooo
Firearms______________oooo
Larceny_______________oooo
Stealth __________ ooooo
Survival_______________oooo
Weaponry_________ooooo
Social (-1 unskilled)
Animal Ken______ooooo
Empathy___________••ooo
Expression_________oooo
Intimidation_____ ooooo
Persuasion_________ •••oo
Socialize___________••ooo
Streetwise__________oooo
Subterfuge__________••ooo
Disciplines
Majesty ••
Perfidy ••


Ghoul:
Delphine Moore


Flaws
Megalomania

Merits
Contacts (Kindred) •••
Haven ••••
Herd •••
Resources •••
Retainer ••••
Striking Looks ••••
Voyeur •••
________


Health
••••••••oo

Willpower
••••oooooo

Blood Potency
••oooooooo

Humanity
•••••ooooo

Bio:

Chicago in the 70’s. Talk about the time of my life! I had myself a nice stable of girls, a steady stream of customers and I was the life of the party. Not too bad for starting with nothing. It was all fun and games until I caught the eye of this guy, let’s call him “Eddie”. “Eddie” approached me and made me a rather interesting offer. He said I could live forever and enjoy the high life the entire time. At first I thought he was high as a kite or trippin on some of that LSD shit. He seemed serious though. So I said why not? Worst case scenario is it was all bullshit and I would just continue on with my life. I was so wrong. “Eddie” turned me that night and my unlife began. Not much changed at first. I still ran girls and partied like it was going out of style. I mean shit we had the run of the town. No one got in our way. Then I got to see what “Eddie” was really like. talk about your sadistic bastards. Granted I stayed out of trouble, but still I had to watch people I had come to see as friends suffer for his enjoyment. Lorenzo however was the last straw. I met him when he was still just a small time player. He had potential so I ghouled him, thinking to raise myself a partner in my less than legal enterprise. Then, after a while, “Eddie” told me to turn the kid. I told him to screw off because he wasn’t ready. I thought it was settled. Then that bastard goes and turns my ghoul behind my back. That was it! I approached some folks I knew in the upper crust and they arranged to get me out of Chicago. Not sure why they were so helpful. Maybe just to screw “Eddie” or maybe they just wanted one less Kallisti in Chicago. Doesn’t matter though, I was on the next red eye to Boston. Yeah I knew it meant starting over from the ground up. but hell, I built myself up once and I was just a mortal then. Now I’m Kindred. I have all the time in the world……

Marco Rosa

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