Name: Tobias Prescott
Clan: Lasombra
antitribuGender/Sex: Male/Male
Nature: Survivor
Demeanor: Traditionalist
Generation: 9th
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 2
Stamina: 3
Charisma: 3
Manipulation: 4 (Persuasive)
Appearance: 3
Perception: 3
Intelligence: 3
Wits: 3
Talents:
Alertness: 2
Athletics:
Brawl: 1
Dodge: 2
Empathy:
Expression:
Intimidation: 3
Leadership: 2
Streetwise: 2
Subterfuge: 3
Skills:
Animal Ken:
Crafts:
Drive: 1
Etiquette: 1
Firearms: 1
Melee:
Performance:
Security: 1
Stealth: 1
Survival: 2
Knowledges:
Academics: 2
Computer: 1
Finance:
Investigation: 1
Law: 4 (Kindred)
Linguistics:
Medicine:
Occult: 4 (Abyss)
Politics: 3
Science:
Backgrounds: Generation 4, Resources 3, Influence 2
Disciplines: Dominate 1, Obtenebration 3, Potence 1
Virtues:
Conscience: 2
Self-Control: 4
Courage: 4
Humanity: 6
Willpower: 7
Blood Pool: 14 (2 points/turn)
~Health!~
- Bruised
- Hurt (-1)
- Injured (-1)
- Wounded (-2)
- Mauled (-2)
- Crippled (-5)
- Incapacitated (X)Merits: (list cost!)
Flaws: Dark Secret (1pt Flaw)
Freebie Points:
+1pt Flaw
-2pts Resources
-2pts Influence
-2pts Willpower
-2pts Law
-2pts Occult
-2pts Intimidation
-2pts Leadership
-2pts Security
Experience Points:
Intelligence 3 - 12xp
Stamina 3 - 12xp
Obtenebration 2 - 10xp
Obtenebration 3 - 15xp
Willpower 7 - 7pts
Intimidation 3 - 6xp
Streetwise 1 - 3xp
Streetwise 2 - 4xp
Survival 2 - 4xp
Status 1 - 3xp
Cold and methodical, Tobias is one that hardly ever rushes and rarely seems to be caught off guard by events. Perhaps a bit stereotypically, he prefers to remain behind the scenes rather than standing in the spotlight himself, as those of his bloodline that do so tend to draw the fatal attention of their erstwhile siblings who squandered their heritage by casting their lot with the Sabbat.
One turn of phrase that sets Tobias apart from the other Camarilla members of the city is his use of the term "Cainite" rather than the more accepted "Kindred". This is a result of reading over his sire's personal journals and honoring his sire's memory after his destruction at the hands of the Sabbat prior to Tobias' arrival in Seattle. He knows he could probably force himself to change and adopt the Camarilla's more official term, but truth be told he prefers the discomfort it seems to invoke from others. And if those around him are off balance, all the better in his mind regardless of whether they are rivals yet or potential allies to be cultivated.
History: When Tobias Prescott was born in 1860, the rumbles of war between the States were just beginning to echo on the horizon. The day after his first birthday, his father enlisted in the Union army because he thought if he enlisted he could earn better pay for his young wife and child, while avoiding the more dangerous assignments that came with being drafted. Unfortunately for him, such logic was faulty because there is no such thing as a safe assignment once bullets start flying through the air. And so his father's name became just another ledger in some report on the other thousands that died in 1863. His mother's mental health rapidly declined after that, to the point that by the end of the war Tobias had lost both parents as his mother died to an opium overdose in the same week that President Lincoln was shot.
The five year old boy went to a state orphanage, where conditions were barely above bleak for most of the time. Funding was lax, supplies were limited, and the caretakers were certainly not employees you could hold up as an example to others. Each child was left to essentially fend for themselves, and so Tobias learned early on in his life to trust no one and how to manipulate others to advance his own goals and desires. It was a lesson that would serve him well as he also had a keen intellect and a desire to escape the lot in life he found himself in as he grew to adulthood. Growing up he heard constantly about the laws and the rules, but they seemed to be fickle and enforced only when it suited the whims of those in power. And so to his mind, if one mastered the law one could master every aspect of society. Thus began the near fanatical pursuit for every scrap of information he could get his hands on that would help his goal of getting into law school.
On his sixtenth birthday, Tobias simply walked out of the orphanage with what few posessions he had scraped together that meant anything to him, and the wad of cash stolen from the director's office, and climbed onto a train to leave Ohio and traveled to New York City to enroll in the still young Columbia College Law School. While he had no money to his name, no creditials and no formal education, his drive and ambition was enough to impress one of the professors at the college to give him an admissions test. While there were areas of the test where his scores were average at best, the law section was nearly a perfect score, and so Tobias was given a scholarship for his first year in the program at the recommendation of the professor and an "interested benefactor" who remained nameless at the time.
Tobias distinguished himself academically while at Columbia, always scoring high marks and weaving impressive arguments no matter which side of a debate topic he found himself on. His callousness towards others though still carried over from his days in the orphanage, and so he never really formed a connection with any of the other students or faculty beyond casual acquaintances. People were useful tools or potential hurdles, and that was the only two categories they fell into for Tobias. The exception was the professor that he met his first day in New York. While they weren't friends per say, Tobias did at least see the man as a mentor of sort and would often discuss academic, political and moral issues with him when not in class.
The professor of course encouraged such interaction, because it was the bidding of his master. The man was a long-time ghoul to one of the few Lasombra
antitribu that dared reside in a city claimed by the Sabbat. Tobias had captured the Cainite's interest, and so for the next few years he was under the watchful eye of his sire-to-be's servants and informants until he graduated at the top of his class in 1880.
With pulled connections, Tobias earned a position in the city attorney's office and for the next twenty years saw his political and personal star rise. There were scandals along the way, allegations of money laundering, of witness buying, and of cutting deals with criminals to avoid or get reduced sentences in exchange for money, but none of the allegations were proven and quickly faded into the realm of tabloid news as he racked up impressive convictions in high profile cases. When the 1900 state election came around, Tobias seemed certain to win the nomination and then the election for the state's Attorney General. But fate invervened and pushed him on a different path.
At the turn of the century, the Sabbat began to step up its efforts to secure the city and that meant that antitribu like his soon to be sire were in danger of destruction if they stayed. So rather than leave behind a valuable proxy, Tobias was embraced and brought under the blood. But before they could leave the city they were attacked by a pack patrolling the outer boroughs of the city. The pack was defeated, but his sire was gravely wounded in the attack and seemed certain to slip into torpor. But Tobias sensed an opportunity that would likely not present itself again for decades if not centuries, and so with his sire weakened and unable to fight back, he committed diablerie to take his power as his own before leaving the city.
Over the course of the 20th century, Tobias moved across the country towards the Pacific coast. He never stayed long in any one city, a decade or two at most, to prevent his presence being detected by the Sabbat as well as to hide his crime of consuming his sire. Finally by the turn of the century, he had made his way to Seattle and discovered the Prince receptive to his clan's presence in the city. Deciding that he had been a nomad long enough, and that enough time had passed that it was unlikely his crime would be discovered on the other side of the country, Tobias settled into his new home and began making connections within the city's infrastructure to gain power and influence in the city.
One of the first ways he earned the good graces of the Prince was by using his influence to provide information about hostile Anarch movements to important Camarilla domains, including Telucti's, so that the rabble could be better controlled and prevented from spreading an unnecessary amount of chaos and strife along the Pacific Coast. Though not enough information to completely crush the movement, as a little chaos now and then was a good thing, provided he was the one directing it. But that was a plan for another night perhaps.
Your O/Os for this character: My
O&Os can be found here, though they are horribly out of date and in need of an update. I will say though essentially within the context of the game, there's not much I consider off-limits so if you are in a scene with me and something crosses your mind, send me a PM and we'll discuss it.
