| The Clan of the Rose has proven itself to be a very interesting study of late. They have experienced the degeneration of their primogen, the defilement of their hallowed elysium, and bastardization of their clan name. Yes, a most interesting study. I hadn't thought the clan could be so entertaining; I only pray that they continue to amuse me, it makes my job a little more bearable. -Gerald Thistle, Nosferatu lurker |
| Toreador |
| Many have had the audacity to claim that my sanity has begun to slip. To those I simply say this, you are not aware of ecerything that has occured, my sanity is now stronger than ever before. For decades I have guided this clan, protecting it from the dangers that lurk throughout our society, protecting all the neonates from the harsh realities of unlife. In light of the rumors that I have heard in past months, I have stepped down as your shepard. Let the sheep fend the wolves off themselves, now that their shepard has left them to tend a more devote flock. -Victoria Butler, in a speech to the Toreador clan |
| Of all the clans that claim membership within the Camarilla, the Toreador have been the one that has maintained its ties with human society to the greatest extent. They have practically lived amongst them since the night that they were brought into the world of the unliving, the only change being that they now must sustain themselves on the blood of others; no longer is blood sharing simply kinky. The great artists and writers owe a great deal to the Toreador. Most members do their everything in their power to ensure that the budding lights of humanity are able to express themselves to their brethern. Of course, members are not above using their proteges as pawns in the unending Jyhad... The result of spending so must time with humankind is that they tend to be the most capable to blend in with the human masses. This has proven to be useful time and time again throughout history, and will surely aid them as Gehenna looms above Kindred society. Guelph has recently experienced a great deal of turmoil. The Toreador primogen has resigned after some kind of difficulty between the Malkavian and Ventrue clans, and the new prince is uncertain as to her reasons for leaving Kindred politics. The rest of the clan is scrambling to do what they can to re-establish their clan hierarchy, but many on the sidelines are quietly laughing as the most pretentious of the clans suffers from one of the most embarrassing events in the history of Guelph. |
| Victoria Butler |
| Sabrina McLean |
| Tina Estraille |
| >---A lazy artist that has yet to produce anything of consequence---> |
| <---------------A weekend anarch of no consequence-----------------< |
| ------------------------------------------< | | | A useless childe who thinks she has a spark of talent | | | |
| ---------------------------> | | | Old bitch, glad she's gone | | | ^ |
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| She shows promise.... though not enought to have warrented embrace | |
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| Crazy old bat |
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