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Name: Rene Zuri
Clan: Daeva
Bloodline: Children of Judas
Covenant: Ordo Dracul
Sire: Sebastian De Acel; Philosopher of the Feral and Vital Hunger, Oracle of Mysteries
Virtue: Prudence
Vice: Wrath
Apparent Age: 17
Actual Age: 69
Title: Dedicated Scribe of Hunger
Description
Rene plays off of his cotorie-mate Sadie Quinn rather well. Dark brown hair is most always dyed to an inky black and streaked with some other wild color. Emerald green eyes are often quite intense, studying those around him quietly and completely.
In life, he was dark-skinned, and his almost obsessive use of the “Blush of Health” only accentuates his Mediterranean-French roots.
He dresses the part of the “Punk-Boy” in order to play off of his “sister”, most evenings trying to either match or compliment her look. Seemingly seventeen, and playing the “emo-punk” boy rather well, he makes a statement in any Kindred Court he’s been in since his Embrace.
IC Information
For a “punk-boy”, Rene Zuri is probably one of the sweetest Kindred you'll ever meet. Ever ready with a smile, he's utterly entrancing and charismatic, though nothing will take him from his studies [or his cotorie] unless the situation were dire.
Embraced in Lyon, France, he's was born to be a Dragon. While most of his Clan are seen as flighty and simple, Rene goes out of his way to negate this fact.
As his “study-partner”, Sadie Quinn, will most likely tell anyone.
He is, of course, not exactly sane. He has bouts of depression that keep him in bed all evening, and often he's found having conversations with himself [usually of a berating fashion, it's easy to see that he loves everyone but himself]. His work [art, not his studies] come in close second to his obsessive studying of the Blood Coil, and his love for his cotorie.
Speaking of his sire will get nothing more than a pained look, and then a cold glare from him. Rumor has it that he and his sire had a rather heated love affair [and we all know how such things often end]. He's easily opened up to, seemingly understanding and utterly humane…
It's been said he's missed his calling as a Confessor.
He just gives a secret little smile, and goes about his business when such things are stated.
His haven is a decently fortified flat in a rather nice part of town. It's utterly normal, with a small, modest library and an decadent bedroom and bathroom. He is, after all, Daeva, and as such needs a place to entertain his “guests”.
One strange thing? The bathroom medicine cabinet is full of prescription medication, and he keeps a well-stocked wine cabinet with more than one bottle of 1955 Guilert & Cie-Epernay Champagne.
OOC Information
It's all an act.
Rene Zuri is a master of deception. The smiles and “boy-next-door” sweetness hide the heart of a monster. He revels in the despair and anguish of other Kindred and mortals alike, and in Lyon is known to use the Disciplines gifted to him by his sire's blood with the precision of a scalpel.
The Dragons oft Thanked whatever God they worshiped that he was on their side.
[More to Come]
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