Artemis Castellana

Primogen of Clan Toreador

Clan: Toreador Sire: Alec Lothaire Nature: Monster Demeanor: Gallant Generation: Eighth Embrace: 1785 Apparent Age: Late 20s Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2 Social: Charisma 4, Manipulation 4, Appearance 5 Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 3, Wits 3 Talents: Alertness 2, Empathy 2, Expression 3, Intimidation 3, Leadership 3, Style 3, Subterfuge 3 Skills: Etiquette 5, Performance 3, Research 3 Knowledges: Academics 3, Camarilla Lore 3, History 2, Kindred Lore 3, Linguistics 4, Occult 3, Politics 3, Toreador Knowledge 3 *Artemis speaks Arabic, Armenian, English, German, Turkish, Greek, French, Russian, and Latin. Disciplines: Auspex 4, Celerity 2, Dominate 3, Obfuscate 3, Presence 5 Backgrounds: Allies 1, Contacts 1, Fame 1, Herd 2, Influence 2, Resources 5, Retainers 5, Status 4 Virtues: Conscience 2, Self-Control 3, Courage 3 Morality: Humanity 4 Willpower: 8 Backstory: Artemis was born in Ottoman Greece to a Greek Orthodox father and a Muslim mother. Her parents’ marriage was met with stern disapproval by both families and their respective communities so the family moved around a lot and kept to themselves for the most part. It led to a lot of hardship for the family but they persevered and even prospered just enough to get a good education for Artemis. At one point, things grew chaotic enough that the family decided to make their way through Europe and from there to the British Colonies in America. Artemis’ mother sadly didn’t survive the journey, dying in Paris from a lung infection. Upon setting foot in Ravenhurst, Connecticut Artemis and her father found the locals didn’t much care for them so they kept to themselves except to do business. As Artemis grew up, she started receiving unwanted attention from the local menfolk due to her exotic beauty. However, she also attracted the attention of a pair of Kindred. Alec Lothaire and Danika Krauss watched her in secret. Some of the men who gave Artemis trouble began to die under strange circumstances. A few simply disappeared. Artemis noticed all this and went from fearing sexual assault to fearing whatever subtle and unforgiving force seemed to be protecting her. Alec and Danika came for her one night. Dominating her, they spirited her away to their Haven and slowly drained her before Alec Embraced the young woman in order to preserve her beauty for the ages. It wasn’t a kind fate. Artemis got to watch from afar as her heartbroken father searched for her for years until he finally gave up and drank himself to death only to be buried in a pauper’s grave. It was devastating for her and she never fully recovered. She tried every sort of vice available to the Kindred to escape the intense psychological pain, all the while putting on a happy degenerate facade. She began spending less and less time with Prince Lothaire and Danika until she stopped visiting them altogether. Over time, Artemis grew more twisted inside. Having trouble feeling emotion besides the wrath of the Beast all Kindred deal with, Artemis found she could still feel guilt if she did something bad enough. She began luring beautiful young men and women to her bed and literally loving them to death. She is always picky about her victims, making sure they led the sort of lives that make the world worse off without them. She does this a few times a year and keeps the bodies around somehow, whether it’s burying some on the grounds of her estate and planting rose gardens over them or preserving others in large tanks of formaldehyde. The Toreador Primogen has become a threat to the Masquerade with her serial killings. She knows but cares little, having become a truly beautiful monster. The only thing that worries her is that the experience grows less intense the more she does it, forcing her to commit atrocity after atrocity more an more frequently. Image: Artemis is a stunning beauty who turns heads. She has long black hair and large brown eyes above a perfect set of lips. Her figure is of perfect proportions. She rarely dresses casual preferring bodysuits, tight mini-dresses, or expensive gowns with all sorts of adornments and accessories. She is of medium height and carries herself with confidence. Roleplaying Hints: Your smile and laughter are a mask you wear to hide your darkest secret...that you are dead inside. The rare times you can feel any strong emotion are when you feel the guilt of ending the life of someone worthwhile. Party it up. Impress the Hell out of everybody you can and narrow your eyes a bit when you find someone young, beautiful, and worth killing.