Char Name: Rose Kayne
 Player Name: X
 
 Chronicle: The Coven
 Age: 23/25
 Concept: Lost child/reclusive eccentric
 Virtue: Prudence
 Vice: Lust
 Clan: Nosferatu
 Covenant: Unaligned
 Coterie: N/A
 
 Attrib.
 Intelligence: 3
 Wits: 3
 Resolve: 3
 
 Strength: 2
 Dexterity: 3
 Stamina: 3
 
 Presence: 2
 Manipulation: 2
 Composure: 3
 
 Skills
 Academics: 1
 Computer: 2
 Crafts: 4
 Investigation: 2
 Medicine: 1
 
 Brawl: 1
 Drive: 1
 Stealth: 2
 
 Animal Ken: 2
 Empathy: 2
 Expression: 2
 Intimidation: 1
 Persuasion: 2
 Streetwise: 1
 Subterfuge: 1
 
 Merits:
 Haven 4 --network of catacomb tunnels 9-15 rooms/chambers
 Resources 2 (from selling her sewing)
 
 Flaws:
 shy 1 -- around multiple people (more than three or four paying attention 
 to her)
 Flashbacks 3 (to the night she lost her sire)


 ClanWeakness: 
   Skeletal appearance 
      Elongated digits
   Bluish skintone
   Batlike Pointed Ears
 
 Disciplines:
 Nightmare 1
 Obfuscate 2
 Vigor
 
 freebieUse:
 9  Skills
 15 Attrib
 
 Equip.:
 Computer, Laptop 
 Sewing supplies
 
 Humanitiy: 7
 Health: 8
 
 Willpower: 6
 Vitae: 8
 Blood Potency: 1
 
 size: 5
 defense: 3
 InitMod: 6
 Speed: 10
 
 Background:
 At Twenty three she was takeing classes at the university on creative 
 design to employ in her sewing. Life was okay nothing special but nothing 
 bad either. She was working part time for a clothing designer and making 
 the bills with a bit extra to go out now and then ... it was on one of 
 those nights out that disaster struck.  Somehow separated from her friends 
 she had only seconds to panic before it was to late the last thing she 
 remembered was backing up against the corner of the building to wait and 
 see if she could pick her friends out of the crowd waiting to get into the 
 club.  The next thing she remembered was waking up perhaps days later 
 forever changed. Kept in a cage for weeks and forced to feed off the 
 victims her sire brought her she was told only that she was reborn... she 
 was dead she was strong and she would feed or he would kill her. 
 Eventually she was allowed out of the cage so that she could 'waite' on 
 him ... she was to fulfill his every want and desire no !
 ifs ands or buts. She had been with him no more than a handful of months 
 when his haven was over run by his worst enemy ... she was able to escape 
 by pure luck and desperation into the catacombs and the sub tunnels of the 
 sewers.  Her sire ... that she thinks of as "disappeared" because she 
 knows not what happened to him that night he left or "disappeard" shortly 
 before all hell broke loose so she doesnt know if they got him or if he 
 forewarned somehow snuck off leaving her to fend for herself.
 So...For the last year and a half or so she has single mindedly turned the 
 catacombs into her home. Miles of tunnes and junctions that she calls home 
 with dozens gates rigged in a way that only she knows. Nearly caught out 
 by workers once or twice she has stumbled on some of her powers but has no 
 real training her sire never bothering to tell her she had them let alone 
 instruct her.