"I'm very sure you are sorry, and you are right to apologize to me, but how does that resolve our issue?"

Strength: An intelligent noble, Lucas is well versed in propriety, leadership, and especially manipulation; all of which he uses to his best advantage. He has high expectations, and a fiery and independant passion to fullfill.

Weakness: He is a weak fighter, and let's the other's solve their physical disputes among themselves. He is cold to those around him, and though grateful, forgoes the emotional impact he has on his associates.

Statistics:
Clan: Ventrue
Generation: 8th
Nature: Autocrat
Demeanor: Curmedgeon
Age: 398(appears about 20)
Height/Weight: 5 ft 10 inches / 170 lbs
Hair/Eyes: Brown-Red / usually Gray (variable eye color)
Birthday: November 10, 1604
Date of Death: December 13, 1623 (at the age of 19)
Sire: Emilia M. Tochreas
To Play as Lucas d'Marabo ...

ucas awoke as the stars had climbed high in the sky. He had been pulled away from his slumber by his sire, who had watched the young French nobleman fall from grace into the shadowy abyss of an intolerable disrespect. There was forgiveness in the world now, and his judges had long since past. Lucas was hunting the world again. He remembered things from long ago, things that he would shun. He remembered his trips across the European country side; learning languages, the Castles and Palaces of Russia, the Alps, his father's chateau in a southern French mountain valley. Raised by both his family and his sire with the great respect for honor, he....how could he have. But he was clean again (or so he reassured himself time and time again). He felt somewhat empty though. There was something in his mind that he couldn't escape. A dream...a woman....purple hair. Picking up the pieces of his shattered existence, and collecting what he could from his ancient investments, Lucas set out on this new world. The year was 1892. He had been in Torpor for 88 years. Not long really, but so much had changed. He felt like an ancillea again, but with no direction. His path led him to America were he spent much of his time working on personal business accounts. He formed a collection of black market business deals and secured a location for himself in the burgeoning city of Chicago. He learned much from the city and made a spectacular Harpy. In one of his ventures, he found a young misplaced Kindred. He had watched her be embraced, and abandoned. Determined not to allow any Kindred to be disrespected so, he worked a devious plan and forced the sire to admit the embracing of the young Tara. She, however, repaid her debt quickly: Tara saved Lucas from her own sire. For their mutual help Tara, a.k.a. Blade, and Lucas formed a friendship. No where would this alliance be better tested then when she was forced to join him in a War Party. Lucas was ordered to gather the vampires in northwest Indiana, and secure a Camarilla hold. This was a chance to redeem himself. He would not fail.

Key Moment: After losing a bout with the forced gamble of his city to a Sabbat member, Lucas stands through a napalm blast point blank; in attempt to gain a last and fatal blow on the opposition, willing to risk his own life over losing Camarilla territory.

The Royal Coterie

Guenevere Addams (Tremere)-Other than her regard for the Camarilla, I do not trust one bat of her eyelash.

Frederick Kandor (Malkavian)-I don't know which is worse: having to listen to him ramble on, or listening to myself ramble on that he is a capable assett worth holding onto.

Acid (Toreador)-Is it really worth having an opinion of him? He fits his role as he should.

Dmitri Alexandre (Caitiff)-A squandering misfit, unworthy of my pity, no matter how I try to share with him.

Vandala Ivy Ravensburg (Caitiff)-It hurts when something you trusted betrays you.

Blade (Brujah)-You've only yourself to blame.

Silver Ice (Lasombra-Antitribu): Beautiful, Intelligent, a powerhouse of influence, manipulation, cruelty, and worst of all a Lasombra. Stay in line, little one. Stay in line.

Wolfspirit (Gangrel): Her capacity thus far as guaranteed her private hunting ground in my domain.

Diamond Reynolds (Ventrue): She is ferocious, unapologizing, and direct. How sweet it is to see her stalk her prey.

Dr. MarcusTalon (Malkavian): The doctor is worth his keep.

Forte (Tremere): Perhaps he is of some use to Vienna.

Lumiss (Mage): He best learn his place lest I leave him for Diamond.