Name: Zazriel
Player: Themerlinhawk
Chronicle: Black Cross, Red Beast
Nature: Survivor
Demeanor: Pedagouge
Concept: Master of Shadow, Descendant of Baba Yaga
Clan: Nosferatu
Generation: 7th
Sire: Al Shazir

[hider=Stats]
Attributes:

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 2
Stamina: 3

Charisma: 1
Manipulation: 4
Appearance: 0

Perception: 3
Intelligence: 4
Wits: 3

Talents:

Alertness: 1
Brawl: 2
Empathy: 1
Intimidation: 2
Subterfuge: 3

Abilities:

Animal Ken: 3
Archery: 1
Melee: 3
Stealth: 3
Survival: 3

Knowledge:

Hearth Wisdom: 1
Law: 1
Occult: 1
Politics: 1
Seneschal: 1

Disciplines:
Animalism: 1
Potence: 1
Obfuscate: 3

Backgrounds
Generation: 5
Status: 3
Influence: 1
Contacts: 2

Virtues:
Conviction: 3
Instinct: 3
Courage: 4
Willpower: 6
Road: 6

Blood pool: 40/4[/hider]

[hider=What was your mortal life like?]
Zazriel was born in 1045 in the city of Constantinople during the decline of the Roman empire. THe child who would be known as Zazriel started off an orphan fending for himself on the streets. Most of his first 14 years were spent starving, stealing and fighting to stay alive at every turn. 

When Zazriel turned fifteen he attempted to rob a man who was out and about after dark. The man beat him half to death and only stopped when he realized the opportunity that he had been presented with. Al Shazir, the Shadow hand of the Constantinople monarchy found Zazriel and decided that he would work quite well as Al Shazir’s eyes and ears within the walls of the Sacred Palace in Constantinople. Zazriel’s next ten years would be spent within the walls of the Sacred Palace posing as a servant observing and reporting to Al Shazir. 

By the time Zazriel was twenty five Al Shazir had begun to feed him his blood which halted the aging process as Al Shazir, under his layers of robes and constant use of the obfuscate discipline, was a Vampire. The grand Childe of the Russian Witch Baba Yaga, he had been manipulating much of the politics of the Sacred Palace in Constantinople and Zazriel had been helping him to do just that.

With his new gifts of enhanced strength and long life Zazriel began to help remove problematic individuals who blocked his master’s advances while beginning the process of learning to manipulate from the shadows. 

By the time he was 70 Zazriel was finally converted into a vampire by Al Shazir and helped to continue battling for control of Constantinople against Al Shazir’s rivals in Constantinople. Members of Clan Ventrue had been fighting Al Shazir for control of the political climate in Constantinople for hundreds of years and Al Shazir had been staying a step ahead of them until recently. In 1203 catastrophe struck, the Fourth Crusade struck Constantinople and in the ensuing conflict Al Shazir was slain by an Assamite Assassin who had been hired by Clan Ventrue to remove to kill Al Shazir. 

With the death of his master Zazriel fled in the wake of the Fourth Crusade. With a burning hatred for Clan Ventrue and a bone to pick he ended up in Transylvania during the last 23 years of the Omen Wars. Zazriel served as a foot soldier, spy, and assassin for the Tzimisce against the Ventrue invaders. With the return to peace Zazriel has been restless waiting for the peace to break down and the fighting to begin again. Until that happens he waits patiently for the call of the Tzimisce masters to begin once again.[/hider] 

[hider=When did you first meet a Cainite?/Who was your Sire?]

At the age of 15 Zazriel was adopted by the Vampire known as Al Shazir the inheritor of the Blood of the Witch, Baba Yaga, the child of Nosferatu. Thereafter Zazriel would continue to come into contact with Cainites as he and his master maneuvered for control of the political climate in Constantinople. His Master Al Shazir was originally Sired in the middle east and trained as a weapon to counter Assamite assassin's within the middle east.[/hider] 

[hider=How do you feel about Mortals?]

Mortals are merely pieces on a chessboard for Zazriel, they are to be moved, manipulated placed in position and sacrificed as the need arrises. They exist for his own pleasure and to forward his own goals.[/hider]  

[hider=Where is your domain?]

Zazriel stalks a sparsely populated section of the Carpathian where he is allowed to hunt while the Tzimisce have less need of him.[/hider]   

[hider=What drives you?]

A burning hatred for the clan that killed his Sire. Zazriel hates the Ventrue with a passion and does everything he can to undermine their efforts as well as the efforts of those who would choose to help or stand beside them. 

Zazriel has also developed a taste for the power that comes with manipulating weaker or more foolish beings. Growing up with nothing led Zazriel to covet with he could get and lust for even more of it. While he is bitter about his appearance he knows that should he achieve real power. Nothing will be beyond his grasp[/hider]

And Done