"I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin in the morning."
Notable Traits: Tall, lanky, wide eyed, dressed like an explosion at InfoWars, yet nevertheless never quite seems real. Some of confused him for an automaton, others swear occasionally they can see strings pulling him like a gigantic puppet, and for most, just looking at him straight on can give a bit of a headache, as his eyes aren't quite proportional, his arms a bit too long, his movements inhuman. For others, they can't seem to remember him at all. It's hard to recall the name he mumbled, or even remember what he looks like.
Titles: Malkavian Primogen of Olympia
Sire: Unknown. When asked, he'll simply say "They haven't declared that public knowledge at this time."
Childer: Hinted, but nobody is claiming it openly.
Broodmates: None noted.
- He has been no less than five separate people over the course of his Requiem. He has been a tax collector for the Stuyvesant junkerdom, he has been a ranting street preacher, he has been a sham psychic preying on the grief of the living, he has been a corn flake and patent medicine baron, he has been a prominent Freemason, he has been a serial killer, he has been a cult leader, he has written self-help manuals peddled by men far wealthier than he, he has been a loud and vocal Gehenna prophet, and now, he is a /fringe/wizard.
- What does "93" mean? Some say there are 92 previous incarnations, or that he is the 93rd in his lineage. Those of a more occult bent have labored over the numerological significance of the name, and some think it's the year of his last embrace.
- He claims, at time, to speak on behalf of a group. The name of the group is never stated, nor does it appear to align with any known Kindred organization or directive. He was an early prophet of the Red Star, and his prophecies regarding the Week of Nightmares were notably accurate.
- He is extremely close to the Assamites on a personal basis. He is vocal about his distrust of the Tremere.
THE CAMARILLA: This thing of ours.
THE INDEPENDENT ALLIANCE: I wish them well, but know never to trust honor among thieves.
THE SABBAT: I've never really understood their point.
MORTALS: They are worth every moment.
WEREWOLVES: I believe in them, and sometimes, when I'm feeling low, I remember that they believe in me, and then I can do anything.
MAGES: And lo, the wizards of Pharoah did cast down their staves, and they became as serpents, and Moses took the rod of Aaron, and cast it down upon the ground, and it too became as a serpent, and did eat the staves of the magicians of Pharoah, and yet did Pharoah not repent.
GIOVANNI: They do have a sense of humor. I can attest to that.
ASSAMITES: They shall wax mighty indeed.
TREMERE: Humility is a virtue best not needing to be taught.
TOREADOR: Hats! Bigger hats! Big, glorious hats!
CAINE: Unfashionably late.
THEM: They approve.
- Edward Nygma (Gotham, the Batman universe)
- K (Kafka's "The Castle")
- Kenneth Anger
Player: Kenneth Max Brooks
Location: Olympiard, Washington