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Lady Martinet
Guest
Original poster
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Age: 116 (but doesn't look much older than twenty)
Gender: Male
Coven Position: Enforcer
Appearance: Sebastian has light brown hair and blue eyes, pale skin, and a near constant look of disinterest. His posture is perfect, his movements precise. He is around 5'10" and hides lean muscle beneath tailored suits.
Special Abilities:
-A Face in the Crowd: Sebastian is subtle as sin, able to disappear into nearly any crowd, to lurk as a fly on the wall. This ability manifests as an inexplicable and imperceptible urge not to look at the lean man in the suit. Vampires often find him much easier to ignore, accidentally or no, but his influence is nowhere near as strong on them. If they forget he's around, it's mostly because he's quiet, still, and dressed all in grey.
-Take a Deep Breath: In the heat of the moment, Sebastian is able to inhale and quiet his mind. This allows him to focus in on a very specific target and react with greater agility in regards to it. He'll never be fast enough to dodge a bullet, but a vigilante vampire hunter with a wooden stake becomes much less of a threat. This focus is sometimes too specific though. If faced with multiple opponents, he's forced to fight the same as everyone else.
Bio: It's no secret that Sebastian wasn't born in the United States, he rarely makes an effort to bury his German accent. Nor is it really a secret that he served in the German military during the first World War, as his sire turned him during the heat of battle and admits as much freely. He is open about his childhood in Stuttgart, and of the hardships he encountered fighting Wilhelm's war. The real secrets are what came between then and now.
Though he has been a vampire since sometime in 1918, Sebastian only recently came to New York. It's unclear how long he was there before encountering his sire, a member of the Sanguinoso Covenus. Had they met sooner, it likely would have come to blows, but after nearly ninety years, he kept his cool. After a tense but ultimately peaceful chase, the two shared a drink in a nearby tavern and Sebastian was invited to join the coven. His bloodline could be traced back to Thalia through his sire, after all, and his time as a soldier would likely make him useful.
Since becoming an official member, Sebastian has gone from strength to strength, rising to become an enforcer for the Covenarch himself. When Lothaire is too busy to make himself known to dissenters, Sebastian does so for him. Some within the coven consider him more of a lapdog than an attack dog, but others shiver just to see him walk into the room. Even without his position, he's somewhat unsettling, with that dead stare, that constant downward curve of his lips, that habit of casually taking a drag from his cigarette.
It's unknown why Sebastian joined the coven, why he came to America at all, where he stands on most internal affairs. All that's really known is his talent for roughing up anyone who disagrees with the Covenarch.
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Age: 116 (but doesn't look much older than twenty)
Gender: Male
Coven Position: Enforcer
Appearance: Sebastian has light brown hair and blue eyes, pale skin, and a near constant look of disinterest. His posture is perfect, his movements precise. He is around 5'10" and hides lean muscle beneath tailored suits.
Special Abilities:
-A Face in the Crowd: Sebastian is subtle as sin, able to disappear into nearly any crowd, to lurk as a fly on the wall. This ability manifests as an inexplicable and imperceptible urge not to look at the lean man in the suit. Vampires often find him much easier to ignore, accidentally or no, but his influence is nowhere near as strong on them. If they forget he's around, it's mostly because he's quiet, still, and dressed all in grey.
-Take a Deep Breath: In the heat of the moment, Sebastian is able to inhale and quiet his mind. This allows him to focus in on a very specific target and react with greater agility in regards to it. He'll never be fast enough to dodge a bullet, but a vigilante vampire hunter with a wooden stake becomes much less of a threat. This focus is sometimes too specific though. If faced with multiple opponents, he's forced to fight the same as everyone else.
Bio: It's no secret that Sebastian wasn't born in the United States, he rarely makes an effort to bury his German accent. Nor is it really a secret that he served in the German military during the first World War, as his sire turned him during the heat of battle and admits as much freely. He is open about his childhood in Stuttgart, and of the hardships he encountered fighting Wilhelm's war. The real secrets are what came between then and now.
Though he has been a vampire since sometime in 1918, Sebastian only recently came to New York. It's unclear how long he was there before encountering his sire, a member of the Sanguinoso Covenus. Had they met sooner, it likely would have come to blows, but after nearly ninety years, he kept his cool. After a tense but ultimately peaceful chase, the two shared a drink in a nearby tavern and Sebastian was invited to join the coven. His bloodline could be traced back to Thalia through his sire, after all, and his time as a soldier would likely make him useful.
Since becoming an official member, Sebastian has gone from strength to strength, rising to become an enforcer for the Covenarch himself. When Lothaire is too busy to make himself known to dissenters, Sebastian does so for him. Some within the coven consider him more of a lapdog than an attack dog, but others shiver just to see him walk into the room. Even without his position, he's somewhat unsettling, with that dead stare, that constant downward curve of his lips, that habit of casually taking a drag from his cigarette.
It's unknown why Sebastian joined the coven, why he came to America at all, where he stands on most internal affairs. All that's really known is his talent for roughing up anyone who disagrees with the Covenarch.
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