Name: Tosh
Generation: 9
Clan: Gangrel
Disciplines: Animalism, Protean, & Fortitude

Turned in the early 1600's

Personality: Tosh is very independent, having grown up an orphan he was forced to fend for himself from an early age. He prefers quiet dark areas and does not associate with humans or others of his kind unless it is for monetary reasons. He gets his thrills from the hunt of information as he likes to call it, which is just a nice way of saying he likes to eavesdrop and listen to conversations. He is socially awkward among his peers and tends to always retreat to a corner of the room when available. He tends to always carry a foul odor due to so much time spent underground in sewer tunnels. His clothes are usually a patchwork of whatever items wash through the storm drain. Most people that meet tend to perceive him as cold, callous, and uncaring; and they would be absolutely right. Unless the situation affects him directly Tosh will stay out of it unless there's a way to make a profit from it. He has used his wealth over the years to start a coin collection which began in the sewers of London several hundred years earlier. His weakness is feeding on drunk humans in an attempt to feel drunk himself though it never seems to work out quite right.

Biography: Tosh was an orphan boy in London, to survive he became a tosher. Basically someone who went through the sewers looking for dropped coins, jewelry etc. He made a decent living but eventually became more comfortable mucking about in the sewers with the rats than he did with the humans above him. As he grew older he acquired a taste for ale and spent the majority of what little income he made on booze. One evening as he was walking through the rough side of London, a beastly looking man appeared in front of him. Dressed in animal skins, Tosh almost swore the man was an animal himself. He turned to run from the man and the man impossibly quick was in front of him. Tosh threw his nearly empty bottle of wine at the beast and slid quickly into the sewers. Having toshed there for years he knew his way about them like the back of his hand. He was able to avoid the man for awhile but eventually once more the man appeared in front of him. The Beast smiled and thanked him for the pleasure of the hunt. Tosh was confused at the remark and was about to reply when the man bit him. He awoke later in the sewers alone, but he felt different, slowly things began to change for him. He realized he became a vampire. 

After his embrace his sire had left him alone in the sewers to survive the first few days on his own. They were traumatic and difficult days but through sheer willpower he overcame them. Unknowingly his sire had been watching him from the shadows to see if he was worthy enough to be trained. Tosh slowly earned his master’s trust and began his rigorous training. His sire went by the nickname of Bear, whether he had another name Tosh did not know. Bear taught him not only to control the beast but how to use it. 
Over time Tosh saw less and less of Bear, Tosh returned to the sewers where he was comfortable and lived there peacefully for a short time. His acute sense of hearing and the echoes of the sounds in the sewer tunnels gave Tosh the ability to collect information discretely. He began to spy on rival storekeepers earning coins for insider information. His reputation of an informant began to grow until one day a gang decided to flush him out of the sewers once and for all. He was cornered in a dead when he gave way to the beast but this time was different, he had a searing pain in his eyes and hands as he gave way to the blood lust in those dark tunnels, afterwards when he saw his reflection his eyes had become more rounded and black, and his fingers began to turn more claw like. 

He fled to Paris where he once again lived in the sewers. This period of his life would always be remembered as his learning stage. He learned a lot by hiding near the university campuses and became quite educated, but deep down at heart Tosh was still a rat. The years spent in Paris were bloody, there were several revolutions, that he had sold information to both sides just to make a few extra coins. He didn’t really care for humans much other than for feeding on when necessary. 
After the violence of the French Revolutions died down, there was no longer an opportunity to make money there so once more Tosh traveled. Eventually he made his way to New York City and then to Boston making his home once again in the sewers below the city.

The years have not been kind to Tosh, most vampires remain somewhat ageless; but due to his rat-like nature and Gangrel behaviors he has turned more and more into his fellow sewer companions. It is even rumored that Tosh can turn himself into a rat at will. 

Due to his solitary personality Tosh tends to leave most everyone alone including members of the Camarilla and Sabat. His only dealings with them have only been for monetary purposes. Each side knows that his services go to the highest bidder but sadly that is a risk that is acceptable. Because whether or not Tosh sells you out, his information has always been accurate. 

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