Richter Jameson Overview Overview Richter Jameson knows three things. He is Tremere. He is Camarilla. He listens to the letters that appear in his book.These three facts are all he seems to know. All he can know, because every moment of his life before stepping foot over the city line into Baltimore never seemed to have happened. All he had to his name was a sword, a satchelbag, and a series of letters from an unknown author, detailing specific instructions in excruciating detail of what he was, who he was, and where to go. Loyal to the Tremere, the tower, and his heart, Richter believes that despite everything, he is here for a reason... and the only way to learn it, is to survive. Basics Basics Name Richter Jameson Player LaternControler#6646 Chronicle Baltimore After Dark Nature Caregiver Demeanor Idealist Concept Devout Hero and Unknowing Puppet. Clan Tremere Generation 8th Sire ??? Attributes Attributes Physical p Strength Reserves of Strength 11110 Dexterity Swift 11110 Stamina 11000 Social s Charisma Specialization 10000 Manipulation 11100 Appearance 11000 Mental t Perception 11000 Intelligence 11100 Wits 11100 Abilities Abilities Talents p Alertness 10000 Athletics 11100 Awareness 10000 Brawl 10000 Empathy 11100 Expression 00000 Intimidation 00000 Leadership 00000 Streetwise 00000 Subterfuge 00000 00000 Skills s Animal Ken Specialization 00000 Crafts 00000 Drive 00000 Etiquette 00000 Firearms 00000 Larceny 00000 Melee 11100 Performance 00000 Stealth 11000 Survival 00000 00000 Knowledge t Academics Specialization 11100 Computers 00000 Finance 00000 Investigation 00000 Law 00000 Medicine 00000 Occult 11100 Politics 00000 Science 00000 Technology 00000 00000 Advantages Advantages Disciplines Thamaturgy 11110 Auspex 00000 Dominate 00000 Celerity 00000 00000 00000 Backgrounds Generation 11111 Mentor (PARAGON) 111111 00000 00000 00000 00000 Virtues Conscience/Conviction 11111 Self-Control/Instinct 11000 Courage 11100 Humanity/Path 11111 11000 Path Humanity Bearing +0 Willpower 11111 11100 00000 00000 Blood Pool 11111 11111 11111 00000 Blood/Turn 3 Merits & Flaws Merits & Flaws Merit Type Cost Additional Discipline (Celerity) Supernatural 5 Paragon (Mentor) Social 7 Flaw Type Bonus Nameless Social 5 Bound (Mentor) Social 2 Amnesia Mental 0 Rituals & Paths Rituals & Paths Ritual Level Communicate with Kindred Sire 1 Burning Blade 2 Pavis of Foul Presence 3 Ward Against Kindred 4 Path Path of Blood 11110 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 Experience & Derangements Experience Total 15 Spent 15 Notes Freebies:Merits; -12 WP Freebies; -5Mentor Freebies; -522/22Exp:Thamaturgy 4; -15 exp Derangements Expanded Backgrounds Expanded Backgrounds Allies Contacts Fame Herd Influence Mentor The letters arrive like clockwork, they just seem to appear when he's not looking, or maybe he put them there himself and he just doesn't remember. He doesn't remember who his mentor is, or why they seem to be the only person who knows who he is, but they promise something no one else can provide; answers... if he can follow the 'simple' tasks asked of him.Sometimes, he writes letters back, he doesn't know where to send them, so he often just... leaves them in his bag.When the letters disappear and a reply sometimes appears, it never fails to make the hairs on the back of his neck crawl.Still... whoever they are, so long as he does what they ask, it seems like maybe, just maybe, they'll help him out along the way.Not that he has a choice when a letter comes and asks him to do something. He always ends up obeying... if he wants to or not. Resources Retainers Status Other Rights & Possessions Rights & Possessions Gear (Carried) Old Flip-phone. Feeding Grounds The Rack. Havens Hopefully... the Chantry is open. Equipment (Owned) Rapier (It has his name engraved on it, it's the only thing that really seems to be 'his') Vehicles A Bike Other Blood Bonds/Vinculi Blood Bonds/Vinculi Bound To Rating ??? (His mentor) 3 Clan Tremere 2 Bound To Rating Description Description Age ??? (He certainly can't remember) Apparent Age 22 D.O.B. ??? R.I.P. ??? Hair Raven Black Eyes Hazel Race Caucasian Nationality Most likely American is his best guess. Height 6'2 Build Slim Gender Male Face Claim James Collier History History There were too many questions Richter couldn't answer. So he tried to start from the beginning.He's a Kindred, he knows what a Kindred is. He didn't lose that. He knows the traditions, which is something he's very thankful he can still remember. Most of his knowledge of the Camarilla remained untouched, actually, as did his Clan; he knows the Tremere Oath, he knows he took it. Richter must have been a reasonably well studied Tremere, he's found he has quite a bit of occult knowledge, that points to him definitely leaning his studies heavily on the subject. His disciplines agree with that. He tried to use Auspex and Dominate and found he had no skill in either, this tells Richter he had focused exclusively on learning Thaumaturgy. Though all he (remembers) knowing is the path of blood... so maybe he just wasn't that good of a Tremere at all.He's also found he was quite physically gifted, he knows that's not inherently unusual, but for a Tremere, definitely a strange choice. Socially lacking? Very much in the spirit of a Tremere embrace, and he's pretty sure he's not stupid. Or at least, he's smart enough to know there are people smarter then him.He tried to use taste of blood on himself, he discovered he was of the 8th generation, which meant his sire was of the 7th, an elder. That was a good lead, he also learned he hadn't ever committed diablerie. That was... also very relieving to know. The next step was his rituals. He remembered how to cast them, and then he remembered he knew Communicate with Kindred Sire, the mystery seemed solved. Richter learned it wasn't quite that easy. He tried the ritual with every object in his possession, and it failed each time. He needed something owned by his sire for it to work... and he didn't have anything at all. It was... frustrating, but acceptable. He did have more information then before. It had been an hour since he had crossed the city line into Baltimore, he had found a bus shelter away from prying eyes, and was contemplating his next step. He had no money (that he remembered), He could sell his sword, but he... felt a sentimental attachment to the item. That was a good sign, maybe. It meant it was most likely important to him. It also had a name inscribed on it. Richter Jameson. So he hoped it was his.The blade felt right in his hand, he didn't have anything to judge his reflexes against... but it felt like he had been doing it for a long time. He had be using at the very least, a weapon like this, for a long time. There were too many questions Richter couldn't answer. So he tried to start from the letters.They were the one thing that seemed to reference him, that knew who he was, what he was. They confirmed his theories. He was Tremere, he was Camarilla, he had come here to accomplish a task. He had agreed to come here to save people.That felt right. Richter believed himself the kind of person who would try and save others. It felt right.The letters promised great things, wealth, status, power, influence, and all he'd have to do is do as they asked. In exchange, everything would be revealed in time. He felt compelled to follow the letters. Maybe it was something more insidious, but Richter knew that if nothing else, whoever penned these letters knew him... and maybe in time, one day, they'd be revealed.But he couldn't just wait around for that day, until then, he'd have to enter a new city, as a new person... and introduce himself to the prince.He hoped one of the things he didn't remember about himself, was that he was lucky.