# Aygün Kartal
### Overview
Survive. Survive at any cost.
The Sabbat are too cruel. She served an *Empire.* She will serve one again, in part. The Camarilla is the closest to her Imperial Ideal; and so she shall serve. The Sabbat be damned. Clan Tzimisce be damned.
Wearing the mask of a Ventrue, she shall soon pull the strings.
Intelligence
Problem Solver
11111
Academics
Political Science
11000
Willpower
11111 00000
00000 00000
Blood Pool
11111 11111
11110 00000
Uncommon Vitae Preference
Clan
2
Freebie Points - 18
Spent on:
4 Points of Generation (-4)
1 Point of Appearance (-5)
2 Points of Willpower (-2)
1 Point of Politics (-2)
1 Point of Finance (-2)
2 Points of Resources (-2)
1 Point of Domain (-1)
XP - 112
Spent on:
1 Point of Law (-6)
3 Points of Computers (-9)
3 Points of Technology (-9)
3 Points of Firearms (-9)
3 Points of Domain (-9)
1 Point of Allies (-4)
1 Point of Contacts (-4)
1 Point of Charisma (-12)
1 Point of Wits (-12)
1 Point of Expression (-6)
1 Point of Leadership (-6)
1 Point of Technology (-6)
1 Point of Alertness (-6)
3 Points of Retainers (-9)
1 Point of Auspex (-5)
Gear (Carried)
Tisas 1911A1
A handbag with makeup and other essentials
A smartphone
Feeding Grounds
The area in and around Baltimore's business district, where her High Rise is.
Havens
A High Rise in Baltimore; Kartal Accounting Global HQ
Equipment (Owned)
-A High Rise complex in downtown Baltimore, it is her Haven, as well as the headquarters for Kartal Accounting.
-Millions of dollars. An allowance of 30,000$ a month.
Vehicles
A Rezvani Tank X is her main vehicle, but she also owns a suite of less expensive cars.
Other
492 (Chronologically) / 157 (Time Experienced)
Lanky and refined; toned and shapely. Nice rack? Thanks, she grew it herself.
Aygün is a tall, bronze-skinned woman of Armenian descent. She has long, dark hair and black, pitiless eyes that seems to bore right through whoever she is talking to. She has an elegantly hooked nose and full lips, high cheekbones and a sharp jaw.
She is quite tall, standing at around 6'2" / 188cm, most of which is leg.
She is very toned and lithe in build, like an Olympic sprinter. There is a subtle, intimidating strength to her disposition that makes her an extremely effective leader.
She almost exclusively wears finely tailored suits, often with some form of body-armor component woven in for added protection.
Aygün Tarkal was born during the height of the Ottoman Empire (1520 - 1566). Born in the middling years, somewhere around 1530, she was the daughter of a high-ranking adjunct to Suleiman the Magnificent, and enjoyed the luxuries that her blood and status brought her. She was Embraced into Clan Tzimisce at age 37, just after the death of Suleiman. Her Sire was an independent element, and taught her all she knew of their Clan's ways, and purposes in unlife. However, only two decades after her Embrace, Aygün fell into torpor for unknown reasons, and would not revive for nearly 400 years. When she did reawaken, it was on a day of ill-omen. At least for her.
November 1st, 1922. She witnessed, on the day of her reawakening, her beloved Empire... *dissolve.*
Taken with anger at humanity, she soon fell in with the Sabbat out of spite. For 80 years she served them, but her spite wore away quickly, as did her allegiance to the Crusade. It took her many long years to find a way to free herself from the Sabbat, and that came 90 years after her reawakening, in Baltimore. When the Sabbat lost the city, and began to rout, Aygün stayed behind, shifting her organs away, she threw herself from a tower; impaling herself on the rubble below. And when the dust cleared, she stood up, and made deals with her former enemies in the Camarilla; she would be her own creature once again. She would help them. And she would sign whatever infernal contract that trust required.