Post by Tami on Feb 24, 2007 20:07:49 GMT -5
Nosferatu
Caine’s childer are called “the Damned”, and none embody this more than the wretched Nosferatu. Nosferatu bear an ancient and terrible curse, for they are no longer made in God’s image; the vampiric transformation warps their forms, rendering them abominations in the eyes of men and angels. Outcasts from mortal and vampire society alike, these misshapen horrors haunt the catacombs, wastes and other hidden places of the dark medieval world.
In the nights of antiquity, Nosferatu rarely fraternized with mortals, but stalked the fringes of human society as monsters. Other vampires, dismayed by the Nosferatu’s depredations on their herd, drove the creatures into the barrens. This exile, combined with the intrinsic revulsion their appearance inspired, made the Nosferatu convenient scapegoats for all manner of dark deeds, real and imagined. This evil (and largely undeserved) reputation forced Nosferatu to remain ever moving, always hidden, never daring to rest for fear of extermination.
Nosferatu often avoid destruction by trafficking in information. Their dependency on stealth, rapport with beasts and constant need to travel from fiefdom to fiefdom provide them with access to data unavailable to their less venturesome brethren. Even city bound Nosferatu find that their choices of abodes and victims make them privy to all manner of information and gossip inaccessible to the loftier clans. Nosferatu have learned that the most refined Ventrue Prince will often hold his gorge, cover his nose and give up a beggar or two in exchange for the information about his Lasombra rival in the next Duchy. (And should bargaining prove futile, Nosferatu are not above a little black mail…)
Since the coming of Christianity, many Nosferatu have modified their behavior. Seeing themselves as cursed by God, but capable of redemption through Christ (or whomever), Nosferatu stoically endure their penance on Earth in an attempt to avoid Hell. Because Nosferatu must lurk among the lowest strata of mortal society, they find much opportunity to do good works from the shadows. Nosferatu are particularly attracted to the penitent movement; superhuman toughness and vampiric healing enable a Nosferatu to endure weeks of self-flagellation.
Sobriquet: Lepers
Appearance: Each Nosferatu is unique, and each is more loathsome than the last. Nosferatu deformities are as innumerable as they are grotesque. Some wear the visage of rotting corpses, including missing noses and earlobes; others appear as tusked demons or feral rodents; still others sport bloated and distended features, like drowned sailors. Many lose their hair and sprout lumps and warts like a toad, or grow clumps of bristly spines in the manner of a hedgehog. Some are covered in postulant sores and bursting boils; others wear a greasy, wrinkled hide; and some true horrors lack skin entirely, resembling flayed swine at market. A miasmal stench surrounds most Nosferatu, and plagues of flies and locust often follow these vampires. On all Nosferatu the taint of uncleanliness hangs heavily. In an effort to hide their shame (and avoid witch-hunters), most Nosferatu shroud themselves in sackcloth swathings.
Havens: Nosferatu haunt abandoned, pestilent sites, preferring ruins, fens, darksome forest or, ideally, plague-infested zones. In cities, they tend to inhabit ancient catacombs, leprosaries, dungeons, ethnic ghettos and tenements outside the city walls. The huge cesspits common to medieval towns provide ample, if foul, shelter from the daytime sun (and even the most zealous witch-hunter is unlikely to go digging through a mountain of dung in search of a sleeping vampire.)
Background: Nosferatu take their victims from society’s pariahs: Idiots and freaks, lepers, hermits, vagabonds, criminals, defrocked priests and the like. Nosferatu on the Road of Heaven often punish the prideful, hypocrites and other sinners by including them into the clan. Jews are favored because they are intelligent and practical, but lack societal protection against vampiric abductors. Occasionally an outraged Nosferatu chooses a beautiful victim to make monstrous, but this practice is currently uncommon.
Character Creation: Nosferatu often have beggar or outsider concepts. Physical attributes and talents are usually the primary, as Nosferatu must be quick, clever, and hardy to survive their innumerable privations. Nosferatu rarely have any allies, contacts or retainers or other backgrounds linking them to the mortal world – though the rare mortal who befriends a Leper has a friend for life (and her children’s lives and their children’s…). The Road of Heaven is most common among Nosferatu, followed closely by the Road of the Beast. Many Nosferatu spurn the Road of Humanity, considering either themselves unworthy of humanity or humanity unworthy of them. Only a few Nosferatu follow the Devil’s Road, but those who do are terrors indeed, reveling in their hideousness and playing to the hilt their role of frightful monsters.
Clan Disciplines: Animalism, Obfuscate, Potence
Weaknesses: All Nosferatu are monstrously deformed. Their Appearance trait is automatically rated zero and cannot be improved. All social rolls involving appearance (including most first impressions) automatically fail.
Organization: Nosferatu society is informally but nonetheless tightly organized. . They are perhaps the most internally cohesive clan; millennia of shared deformity, abuse and privation have forged strong bonds among Nosferatu. Elders are revered but expected to treat the young fairly. Nosferatu treat each other with careful respect and elaborate courtesy, and freely trade information among themselves. This makes the clan extremely well informed; important Nosferatu can accurately forecast events from Hibernia to Kiev.
Quote: Oh woe, my prince, that one so lowly as I hath offended thee! Flog me into torpor! Stake me and leave me to the sun! Lop off my head! Just…don’t send me back to the fief of the Lasombra Contessa Isabel…What? Why yes, I did escape her impregnable fortress…through the secret tunnel, of course. What secret tunnel you say? Well, milord, perhaps we should discourse in your private chamber….”
Caine’s childer are called “the Damned”, and none embody this more than the wretched Nosferatu. Nosferatu bear an ancient and terrible curse, for they are no longer made in God’s image; the vampiric transformation warps their forms, rendering them abominations in the eyes of men and angels. Outcasts from mortal and vampire society alike, these misshapen horrors haunt the catacombs, wastes and other hidden places of the dark medieval world.
In the nights of antiquity, Nosferatu rarely fraternized with mortals, but stalked the fringes of human society as monsters. Other vampires, dismayed by the Nosferatu’s depredations on their herd, drove the creatures into the barrens. This exile, combined with the intrinsic revulsion their appearance inspired, made the Nosferatu convenient scapegoats for all manner of dark deeds, real and imagined. This evil (and largely undeserved) reputation forced Nosferatu to remain ever moving, always hidden, never daring to rest for fear of extermination.
Nosferatu often avoid destruction by trafficking in information. Their dependency on stealth, rapport with beasts and constant need to travel from fiefdom to fiefdom provide them with access to data unavailable to their less venturesome brethren. Even city bound Nosferatu find that their choices of abodes and victims make them privy to all manner of information and gossip inaccessible to the loftier clans. Nosferatu have learned that the most refined Ventrue Prince will often hold his gorge, cover his nose and give up a beggar or two in exchange for the information about his Lasombra rival in the next Duchy. (And should bargaining prove futile, Nosferatu are not above a little black mail…)
Since the coming of Christianity, many Nosferatu have modified their behavior. Seeing themselves as cursed by God, but capable of redemption through Christ (or whomever), Nosferatu stoically endure their penance on Earth in an attempt to avoid Hell. Because Nosferatu must lurk among the lowest strata of mortal society, they find much opportunity to do good works from the shadows. Nosferatu are particularly attracted to the penitent movement; superhuman toughness and vampiric healing enable a Nosferatu to endure weeks of self-flagellation.
Sobriquet: Lepers
Appearance: Each Nosferatu is unique, and each is more loathsome than the last. Nosferatu deformities are as innumerable as they are grotesque. Some wear the visage of rotting corpses, including missing noses and earlobes; others appear as tusked demons or feral rodents; still others sport bloated and distended features, like drowned sailors. Many lose their hair and sprout lumps and warts like a toad, or grow clumps of bristly spines in the manner of a hedgehog. Some are covered in postulant sores and bursting boils; others wear a greasy, wrinkled hide; and some true horrors lack skin entirely, resembling flayed swine at market. A miasmal stench surrounds most Nosferatu, and plagues of flies and locust often follow these vampires. On all Nosferatu the taint of uncleanliness hangs heavily. In an effort to hide their shame (and avoid witch-hunters), most Nosferatu shroud themselves in sackcloth swathings.
Havens: Nosferatu haunt abandoned, pestilent sites, preferring ruins, fens, darksome forest or, ideally, plague-infested zones. In cities, they tend to inhabit ancient catacombs, leprosaries, dungeons, ethnic ghettos and tenements outside the city walls. The huge cesspits common to medieval towns provide ample, if foul, shelter from the daytime sun (and even the most zealous witch-hunter is unlikely to go digging through a mountain of dung in search of a sleeping vampire.)
Background: Nosferatu take their victims from society’s pariahs: Idiots and freaks, lepers, hermits, vagabonds, criminals, defrocked priests and the like. Nosferatu on the Road of Heaven often punish the prideful, hypocrites and other sinners by including them into the clan. Jews are favored because they are intelligent and practical, but lack societal protection against vampiric abductors. Occasionally an outraged Nosferatu chooses a beautiful victim to make monstrous, but this practice is currently uncommon.
Character Creation: Nosferatu often have beggar or outsider concepts. Physical attributes and talents are usually the primary, as Nosferatu must be quick, clever, and hardy to survive their innumerable privations. Nosferatu rarely have any allies, contacts or retainers or other backgrounds linking them to the mortal world – though the rare mortal who befriends a Leper has a friend for life (and her children’s lives and their children’s…). The Road of Heaven is most common among Nosferatu, followed closely by the Road of the Beast. Many Nosferatu spurn the Road of Humanity, considering either themselves unworthy of humanity or humanity unworthy of them. Only a few Nosferatu follow the Devil’s Road, but those who do are terrors indeed, reveling in their hideousness and playing to the hilt their role of frightful monsters.
Clan Disciplines: Animalism, Obfuscate, Potence
Weaknesses: All Nosferatu are monstrously deformed. Their Appearance trait is automatically rated zero and cannot be improved. All social rolls involving appearance (including most first impressions) automatically fail.
Organization: Nosferatu society is informally but nonetheless tightly organized. . They are perhaps the most internally cohesive clan; millennia of shared deformity, abuse and privation have forged strong bonds among Nosferatu. Elders are revered but expected to treat the young fairly. Nosferatu treat each other with careful respect and elaborate courtesy, and freely trade information among themselves. This makes the clan extremely well informed; important Nosferatu can accurately forecast events from Hibernia to Kiev.
Quote: Oh woe, my prince, that one so lowly as I hath offended thee! Flog me into torpor! Stake me and leave me to the sun! Lop off my head! Just…don’t send me back to the fief of the Lasombra Contessa Isabel…What? Why yes, I did escape her impregnable fortress…through the secret tunnel, of course. What secret tunnel you say? Well, milord, perhaps we should discourse in your private chamber….”