Dwayne (Vampire)

**Dwayne** is a vampire from Clan Brujah.

## Biography

Let's face it - feel good charity programs aside, inner-city kids don't have too many opportunities to build something better for their futures. Despite the odds stacked against you, however, you turned your physical talents into something beneficial instead of throwing in with the gangs. Just as you began high school, you also began your boxing training at the precinct police gym.

Quick, strong, and cleaver, you possessed ideal traits for a boxer and soon became a tri-state Golden Gloves contender.

By the time you graduated from college, boxing had become your second calling.

During the day you attended classes and your telemarketing job, while at night you hit the gym or the circuit.

With your coach and a local promoter, you parlayed your ability into a promising career in the amateur fights.

Little did you know they would become your downfall.

The criminal element had its sights set on the local boxing and bookmaking interest.

In you, it had a powerful asset, and at least you made it clear to them that you weren't going to take a dive for any amount of money.

You expected to take a beating for it; instead the fixer smiled and said he admired your conviction.

Instead of breaking your legs, he did something far worse - he Embraced you.

Now you're a broken man. The Brujah couldn't take what mattered most to you, your sport, but they could take away all the enjoyment you drew from it by forcing you to deal with it on their terms.

It's been harder and harder to push the "night fights only" clause in your contracts, so you've turned to your sire for help.

He and a few of his associates revived an underground fighting circuit with you as the star.

Of course, this help was a double edged sword, as it also made you dependent upon him once again.

You're down but not out. Boxing and street fighting are what you know best, but you still do it only for yourself.

You're not a brawler or thug like many of the city's other Brujah; for you, fighting is an art. You've made several contracts among the city's organized criminals, and you're also quite popular at soirees and parties, but none of that makes up for the price you've paid.

You undertake everything with a grim resolve because all that you love has lost its meaning since the Embrace. Allies and acquaintances consider you morose but you know they just don't understand what it's like to die inside.

You have a soft spot for kids, especially those who want to rise above what life has given them; you hope that they achieve what you had a chance to reach but were denied by your sire.

**Equipment:** Wardrobes of trunks, workout gear and meet the press suits, endorsement supplied boxing gloves, leased sports coupe, duffel bag

## Stats

**Nature:** Masochist

**Demeanor:** Conformist

**Clan:** Brujah

**Generation:** 11th

**Physical:** Strength 4, Dexterity 2, Stamina 4

**Social:** Charisma 2, Manipulation 3, Appearance 3

**Mental:** Perception 1, Intelligence 2, Wits 3

**Talents:** Alertness 1, Athletics 3, Brawl 4, Dodge 3, Empathy 1, Intimidation 1, Streetwise 1, Subterfuge 1

**Skills:** Crafts 2, Drive 2, Etiquette 1, Melee 1, Performance 1, Survival 2

**Knowledges:** Academics 1, Computer 1, Linguistics 1, Medicine 1, Politics 1

**Backgrounds:** Fame 1, Generation 2, Mentor 1, Resources 2, Retainer 1

**Disciplines:** Celerity 2, Fortitude 1, Potence 1

**Virtues:** Conscience 4, Self Control 4, Courage 2

**Humanity:** 8

**Willpower:** 4