Tracy

**Tracy** is a Vampire from Clan Brujah.

## Biography

You were always tough - you played football in high school and college and kept in shape through municipal boxing after you graduated. The problem was that you didn't know when to stop.

You racked up six football injuries during your gridiron days and you found yourself suspended from the boxing league for excessive force. You couldn't help it, though; pressure to succeed academically stressed you out during high school and college, while the nonstop trials of helping to manage a retail store put you on edge as an adult.

It was almost a relief when you found yourself abducted from a local nightclub and press ganged into the service of the Sabbat, who wanted you to be as fierce and angry as you possibly could. While the pack's insistence that you were fighting a holy war grew tedious after a while, the frequency with which they allowed you to "blow off steam" earned you quick recognition and respect. Before long, you had distinguished yourself enough for the bishop to make you a templar, which gave you great pride.

Still, you believe that you have left some degree of unfinished business in the world of the living. Being a Sabbat enforcer doesn't mean you’re simply a conscienceless killer.

Unlike most Sabbat, you haven't completely written off your mortal family - you still send off your mother and brother letters, describing your wonderful life and success at work.

You don't see this as weakness; your mother didn't raise her son to be a boot.

Your life was a never ending source of stress, but your newfound roll in the Sabbat provides you with a release. Unlike most others in your position, you are not a sadist, though you fulfill your duties with zeal.

For you, the sect is not so much a holy cause is it a group that claims you, and you have no illusions about the real nature of the community it claims to be. The Sabbat is little more than a collection of self interested individuals, and you have no problem going your own way in the sect.

You are at odds with your inherent clan passion. While the Brujah Embrace may incline you toward  fervor, you feel your unlife is stagnating and that you have no real cause. After all, the sect's propaganda doesn't carry much weight with you; you've had to entertain yourself in the nights since your Embrace. Still, you feel some sense of achievement in your appointment to the position of paladin, and you've been trying more and more frequently to foment an interest in the Sabbat's affairs. Beneath it all, however, you know it's not genuine.

**Equipment:** Flashy convertible, extensive wardrobe of clothes, brass knuckles, ax handle

## Stats

**Nature:** Loner

**Demeanor:** Competitor

**Clan:** Brujah Antitribu

**Generation:** 11th

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

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

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

**Talents:** Alertness: 1, Athletics 1, Brawl 2, Dodge 2, Empathy 1, Expression 2, Intimidation 1, Leadership 1, Streetwise 1, Subterfuge 1

**Skills:** Crafts 2, Drive 2, Etiquette 1, Performance 2, Security 1, Stealth 1

**Knowledges:** Academics 2, Computer 1, Finance 1, Law 1, Politics 1

**Backgrounds:** Generation 2, Resources 2, Sabbat Status 2

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

**Virtues:** Conscience 3, Self Control 2, Courage 3

**Humanity:** 5

**Willpower:** 3