Our gamemaster @gillanegun has a birthday today! :3
Thank him very much for the enormous work he does for us and for all his wonderful dolls with which he entertains us~
So here is Derek Callaghan, ventrue, Mithras's child.
How are things on the road of kings?...
Here goes Anatole The Holy Harbinger and later Prophet of Gehenna...later cause the picture is more likely Dark Ages. And holy moly I love the Dark Ages novels =^^=
And Malkavians, yeah. YES. I HaVE a FISH in my bedroom. I will strike down every goddamn fishmalk in my way with it!
And speaking about Anatole and the whole unpopularity of the signature characters...he is REALLY an ideal depiction of the Malkavian Clan. I believe in him, I love him, I don't care if that's cringe. I accepted my cringe nature long ago â€ïž
It looks like my art block is finally over! I just finished a commission for my co-player designing an outfit for the debutante ball in our London chronicle. The theme was chess, so this design is a fusion of a rook and a king.
Victorian London by Night, character portrait post.
A coterie and their ally facing the mysteries of London.
Dorian Graves, a Toreador, played by witchscience
Demian Barnes, a Tzimisce, played by me
Jonathan Harlow Mill, a Brujah, played by sturm
Coin, a Nosferatu, played by Chartreuse Jack
And Derek Callaghan, a Ventrue NPC, played by gillanegun
"Where are the flowers? I miss them, blooming the spring. Now it's always cold. Why is that? Doesn't the sun ever shine any more?"
Zmok the selkie with his otter chimeras before becoming a Kiasyd (Maeghar) â and who almost slipped into being a Dauntain right before that.
for @lightbluevenom may spring be the only season you ever have.
I- cannot miss a knight, dressed in mail and a surcoat... So ughh, despite the fact that it was Eir who took requests in his tg channel... I HAD to do my own rendition.
Could you please pretty please tell a bit about Enoch?
Here are some questions, to make your life easier:
How did you come up with an idea an of him?
What are his Nature and Demeanor? What is his Road, and why did you choose it for him?
How was he embraced? Did the usual Lasombra "breaking the fledgling to see how they cope" trials happen to him?
Who was he before the embrace? How did he take his new un-life?
What is his attitude to the Abyss? How does he perceive it?
I am so, so intrigued I CANNOT-
Hello!!
OF COURSEâ I really love this character. Iâm not playing him yet, but Iâm waiting for the campaign to start with a lot of anticipation. Thank you very much for your interest, I really appreciate it.
Thereâs going to be a lot of text below. I mean. A lot.
TW: war crimes, human sacrifice, child death, mass killings, psychosis, death.
How did you come up with an idea of him?
To be honest, Iâve played him before. Or rather, not exactly him, but the âinitial concept,â the backbone he grew out of â though later he became a completely different character.
I used to have a shadar-kai Hexblade warlock whose concept I really liked, but unfortunately the campaign ended just a couple of sessions before the finale, and because of how it fell apart I couldnât continue playing that character anywhere else. Essentially, he was the son of one of the families close to a local prince. Each of those houses had its own area of expertise, and when Enoch grew up, he didnât really have one. So he pushed his way into becoming a researcher of the Shadow Realm, hoping to find something impressive there and prove his worth to his family. Thatâs where he picked up his patron â which turned out to be some kind of primordial entity tied to the great nothing and cosmic themes. And then, well⊠it decided to take over the local plane.
(here's old ass sketch)
What are his Nature and Demeanor? What is his Road, and why did you choose it for him?
His Nature is Celebrant, and his Demeanor is Enigma. He follows the Path of Humanity.
Demeanor: The way Enoch presents himself tends to come across as strange to others. He speaks in convoluted, heavy sentences that are hard to fully grasp. (My main inspiration for this was⊠Marcus the Worm â literally his manner of speech.) This is, of course, tied to the fact that he partially lost his ability to speak after a prolonged stay in the Abyss. He deliberately leans into appearing odd, almost otherworldly, playing the role of a fool who can do nothing but fight. A kind of blunt, unaware crusader archetype. Though, even in life, he was too straightforward, which likely clashed with the refined manners of southern France at the time.
Nature: Enoch is⊠a deeply obsessive man. Passionate about whatever captures his interest, and willing to go all the way to understand it as deeply as possible â to the point of fixation, almost dedicating himself entirely to it. Writing this now, I realize he could have been embraced as a Toreador rather than a Lasombra⊠huh. In any case, he will pursue his passions to the very end, whether that means sacrifice, a journey into absolute nothingness, or overthrowing his own father. Which⊠makes him quite vulnerable, if anyone ever learns about this trait.
Road: At first, I wanted to give him the Road of the Abyss. On paper, it fits perfectly â secret knowledge, darkness, all of that. But thereâs one sin that made me hesitate: expressing reverence for creation. Before his journey into the Abyss, he might have fit that path and surrendered himself fully to the void. But in his current state, after returning, he canât help but value creation. The Abyss erased almost all of his memories of the real world, so now he clings to small things â blooming flowers, the smell of good food, the sight of beautiful men walking down the street. In that sense, he wants to experience life and be enveloped by it. So it ended up being something almost opposite to his nature, but very close to his humanity. Also, his sire follows that Road. Or followed it? Iâm not actually sure what happened to him yet.
I like building characters through contrast â Enoch, with his chthonic nature and appreciation of life, is no exception.
How was he embraced? Did the usual Lasombra âbreaking the fledgling to see how they copeâ trials happen to him?
This is the hardest question, and unfortunately I canât answer it fully because itâs part of his personal quest. Due to the Abyss and his prolonged time in it, he lost almost all of his memories. But there are things Iâve managed to piece together during session zero and in discussion with the GM.
His sire, Victorien Loyola, came to him to offer answers â and to listen. At that time, Enoch was in a very unstable mental state, deep in psychosis and obsessed with knowledge beyond human understanding (Iâll elaborate on this in his backstory below). So the offer of answers and more knowledge felt almost like mockery â like tempting an addict.
Victorien appeared to him more than once, not only in his human refuge, but also in cities and places where Enoch fought. Always somewhere at the edge of perception.
(Victorien and Raymund(Enoch) himself)
As I mentioned earlier, Enochâs mind was severely deteriorating due to psychosis. He was doing questionable things and, apparently, his research led him to something⊠forbidden. Possibly even by Cainite standards. At some point, he remembers engaging in a serious confrontation with his sire â after which⊠he somehow survived. If we can call it survival in un-life.
When he returned to his former refuge, he found the roof broken open, and inside â a large occult stone, split in half.
As it turned out, Victorien was a vampire scholar researching the history of their kind, and apparently needed an assistant with a similar hunger for knowledge. They traveled through significant cities, took part in excavations, and spent a long time researching. Eventually, they encountered a problem that couldnât be solved through ordinary means.
There is... uhh... a little bit of gay connotation. Art by sturm
Victorien is a very old Lasombra, effectively a Methuselah at this point â around 1400+ years old, though Iâm not entirely sure. He is deeply passionate about his field, studying the Abyss, the Umbra, and likely many other things Iâm not aware of. (Possibly for the best â for both me and Enoch.)
The âtrialâ part will come up in later answers so I donât repeat myself. I hope I can convey my ideas clearly.
Hereâs a track I associate with his embrace:
https://youtu.be/j9Y5Pds0Ass?si=U1niQMiiE2gLsPo8
before embrace little pic.
And after in long jorney at fucking desert (he hates it, his sire seems like adore it, but... you know. The artefacts and so on. ignore boobs and my ugly trying to figure out how tf muscle work.
Who was he before the embrace? How did he take his new un-life?
This will probably be the longest part.
Short version:
â a crusader of the Second Crusade;
â a bastard of the Count of Toulouse;
â a war criminal;
â obsessed with knowledge beyond human comprehension;
â arguably⊠something of a maniac.
Now, the longer version.
Once known as Raymund of Toulouse, he now goes by Enoch.
Raymund was born a bastard to one of the Counts of Toulouse. His father, who fought on the southern borders, saw in his son a chance at redemption â and a way to preserve the family name. His childhood was filled with games, training, and troubadour songs about the heroes of the First Crusade, shaping his dreams of knighthood, glory, and honor.
At thirteen, he was sent east as a squire during the Second Crusade. There, he saw war without illusion: hunger, disease, crushing defeats, and the meaningless deaths of comrades. Years later, he was knighted, but by then his belief in heroism had already collapsed. In its place grew a fierce ambition to claim the throne of Toulouse. Bastard or not, Raymund knew how to make it happen. War is a very convenient tool for removing inconvenient heirs. A few successful gambits, and everything was in place. Itâs not a war crime if itâs your hyperfixation.
One night, however, he saw âholy menâ assaulting a woman and intervened. He felt no guilt, even after realizing she was Muslim. He let her go â but remembered her face.
On the journey back through the desert to Occitania, his company dwindled: men died from wounds, illness, and sudden attacks. When only a few remained, a group of Arabs approached their campfire one night. Among them, Raymund recognized the woman he had once saved. This time, she saved him. The survivors were led to an oasis, where, in return, they were asked only for a cup of blood each.
There, Raymund witnessed an underground ritual. He didnât understand it, but for the first time he felt something shift: darkness might not be evil â it might be knowledge. His hunger for power, his ambitions, and court intrigue lost their meaning. Something else took their place: a hunger for hidden knowledge. That thought took root in his mind and became an obsession.
Back home, he began searching for answers. Raymund spent money on rare books and scrolls, supported Cathars and secret scholars, and conducted nightly experiments. Sometimes people died. People tend to die in general â he learned that well during the war.
For seven years, he barely left his home during daylight, building a library and sinking deeper into obsession. Each new text further destabilized his mind and worsened his psychosis. Desperate, he tried to recreate the ritual from the desert, constructing a small sand-filled basin in his tower. And to reach the Abyss⊠he began feeding it with pure, untouched souls.
just silly significant memes that describe him in two pics
What is his attitude to the Abyss? How does he perceive it?
At first, when he entered the Abyss, he was terrified â despite his determination. Over time, after about fifty years there, he seems to have⊠adapted. In a strange way, it calms him. For him, the Abyss has become something almost familiar. Even though he understands it is destroying him.
Itâs like an abusive relationship.
I tend to imagine his Abyss as an endless, lethal, empty cosmos â but one not entirely devoid of light, filled with dead, distant stars. And yet, in the world of the living, it leaves him feeling profoundly alone. He doesnât know whom to blame: himself for making that choice, his sire, or the Abyss itself â for taking him away from himself, erasing almost all memory of his past, leaving Raymund of Toulouse somewhere behind, traded for the one thing he valued most: knowledge.
scene from session 0, where he found out how to escape the abyss. but with... a guest in his sword. Which is... his anchor.
Art by sturm again. (He's my GM, btw)
Back to the Trial.
My theory is that Victorien orchestrated it through:
â the onset of his psychosis in the desert;
â and sending him into the Abyss for fifty years. Not that fifty years is much for a Methuselah â more like putting the kettle on while your childe deals with his issues.
It turned out a bit messy, and probably too longâ I couldnât hold back my enthusiasm for him. My apologies.
In our game, a whole ball was grandly announced where our characters will be accepted as neonates (yay, weâre not losers anymore).
The theme chosen was chess, so we had to pick a piece and come up with a themed costume. Anyway, for Dorian, I chose the Knight, because heâs quite the horse with his 187cm height /j.
I decided to GO ALL OUT so that the entire Victorian crowd would lose their minds over the outrageous gender mystery of his costume.
The Malkavian, whose psychosis is the belief that he is the Savior, paints an icon of his dead beloved in his church, but he cannot paint the face. It stares back at him, strangely accusatory.
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