Nixon Falke

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Clan: Gangrel 
Affiliation: Unknown 
Status N/A 
Nix is a child borne of the streets. Both as a mortal, and again when she was embraced by a City Gangrel taking pity upon her. She was one of the many displaced children of Chicago, scavenging and struggling to stay afloat without turning to the darker paths, prostitution, drugs or violence. She kept on the move, never staying in one place for too long, becoming very familiar with which warehouses were empty, which were rife with mafia activity, which to avoid altogether. Unfortunately, that knowledge failed her the night the war between Sabbat and Camarilla spilled into the place where she was sleeping. The Cam squeaked by in this battle, but she was mortally wounded in the crossfire. A Gangrel took pity on her, and took her back to his haven, where he embraced her. And promptly disappeared, following the abandonment tradition. 
She kept to her usual pattern, keeping on the move, trying to work out what was happening to her. She was fortunate enough to remain in the areas of town where cops rarely tread while a bit of trial and error, and with a healthy dose of instinct, helped her work out what was going on. She slowly started to work her way back into a social scene, her modest finances stolen or picked off from the victims she left dazed but alive after feeding. Working on finding those of her kind... 
Height - 5' 6" |
Weight - 127 |
Eyes - Dark |
Hair - Black |
Appearance - 3