Sadie Quinn

Sadie Quinn is a new arrival to the city. To any who ask, she searches for her sire. Sadly, she doesn't know his name, and though she remembers with crystal clarity what he looked like the night he Embraced her.

Quiet, and though she dresses like a modern goth-punk, she's easily forgettable. A distinct speech impediment ensures she only speaks when it's truly necessary, though she does occasionally chirp up with the odd and obscure fact or two.

OOC Knowledge:

• Embraced: 1956
• Covenant: Ordo Dracul
• Clan: Ventrue
• Bloodline: Malkovian [unknown to her]
• Sire: Blaine Daniels [unknown to her]
• Title: Scribe of Hunger
• Apparent Age: 16

Blaine Daniels was the Hound in London, England. Oft told by the Prince to break the legs of Kindred who stepped out of line, when such trivialties would waste the Sheriff's time. On one such occasion, Daniels was assigned to give a “warning” to a a ruthless and powerful Ventrue lord, who happened to dabble in ghouling and breeding from mortal stock.

This Ventrue lord was a little too messed in the head to attempt a ghoul family in the strict sense, as their notoriously hard work and almost always end in failure. So he kidnaps mortals and breeds them for whichever desirable genes he thinks he'll need in the future.

Enter Sadie Quinn, “scheduled” to be ghouled and added to his Collection when she matured.

Daniels entered the Estate one evening, and while he wasn't supposed to outright kill the Lord, things got very messy very quickly, and that's just the situation the brutish Hound found himself in. He finds Sadie, wounded but alive… and now the only living witness to what's occured. Daniels made an irrational mistake, and Embraced her.

Bad move, on his part, and when she was found out, he's banished and she's torpored as punishment. When she woke up, she doesn't recognize where she is. She'd been brought outside the city and left to fend for herself, which she does, for a time once she figures out what she is.

Sadie's existance was solitary for a few months, before being picked up by a Dragon coterie, who teach her the in's and out's of kindred existance and politics. She joins the covenant, a greedy student, looking to learn whatever anyone will teach her, taking on alchemy and vitae experimentation as paths of study within the order, becoming entrenched in the order and such in the kind of rabid devotion that only teenage girls possess.

Eventually, the pull of her sire's blood began to annoy her as her own blood thickens, taking on his maddening curse, but having no idea what it was. With no name, no idea of who or where her sire was, save he was Ventrue, she set off … and has been searching for him for the last ten years, before she finds herself entering Amsterdam.