Viorel Ginter
Overview
He tends to always have a black cat nearby whom he calls Fawn.
Basics
Attributes
Abilities
Advantages
Merits & Flaws
Rituals & Paths
Experience & Derangements
Additional Merits- 9
Rituals 1- 1
Oubliette 1- 1
Occult 4- 2
Expression 3- 2
EXP
Obtenebration 2+3+4 - 30
Dominate 2+3 - 15
Resources 2- 2
Oubliette 2- 2
Dexterity 2- 4
Athletics 2+3- 6
Brawl 2+3- 6
Expression 4- 6
Obtenebration Ritual 1 dot- 3
Willpower 5, 6- 9
Expanded Backgrounds
Fawn- A black cat he ghouled when he was a Neonate. Fawn acts as a comfort creature and really acts as his last connection to humanity. Hurt the cat and he breaks you.
Generation- He got lucky
Oubliette- There is a small room in the bookstore's basement that is pitch black.
Rituals- He is a follower of Abyss Mysticism and an active part of the Sabbat.
Rights & Possessions
Notebook
Recording Device
Gloves
Wallet
Sunglasses
Facemask
Pen knife
Silver Cross Necklace
Mahogany Desk
Library of notes and hard to find books. Pablo runs this library.
Blood Bonds/Vinculi
Description
History
Viorel was born into a family of modest fortune and wealth that ruled over a small farming village in the Victorian England. In this situation he was granted a decent education, large dwellings, good food and a loving family. Growing up, his favourite phrase was ‘we therefore commit this body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust; in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life.’ It was a phrase that promised rest, hope and longevity in spirit.
Going to church he found a woman foreign to the land and clearly of some wealth. He grew fascinated with her and often approached her to talk. She seemed witty and cunning with the most enrapturing stories. This lady was Lady Graçia Baltierra, a noblewoman from Spain who was exploring the world and in particular, churches. Hungry for knowledge and enraptured, Viorel at age 14 cared not for much else so when the offer came to accompany her on a religious journey back to Spain, he was thrilled. With the blessing of his parents, he sailed away where he began undertaking proper and true religious studies in the sanctuary of San Julián de los Prados, Oviedo, Spain. Coming from Banat and his fluency of multiple languages lent well for the boy as he could translate and transcribe for those who didn’t quite understand. This ended up further capturing the eyes of those who looked over the place and they began training him in the art of transcribing which Viorel took quickly to. Given a task, he worked tirelessly to complete it much to the pleasure of those residing over him.
After two years, he decided to return home and to celebrate, his family decided to venture to a nearby cave for cave tourism. Life had other plans for him as a cave-in occurred killing his parents right in front of him Fearing for his own safety, he ran out of the cave and in the shock, returned to their home and began writing letters and notices. His aunt, sister to his mother, and her family came a month later. Her husband and their coddled son, not much younger than Viorel, came over but paid no heed to Viorel in his mourning which was fuelled into writing stories.
Feeling no love in the home filled with memories, he left again to return to Spain. A few years later, he was informed that a storm swept through his old home, ruining livestock, farmland, houses and the church still in mid construction. Not long after that there was news of sickness that took the life of his cousin. He had no heart for them despite messages of empathy from scripture and instead laughed like a madman. Sickness soon took the rest of his family and although he could have left the church to return to govern it, he didn’t. There was a greater purpose to be fulfilled. The village fell to ruin and Viorel threw himself deeper and deeper into the depths of his studies.
There for him was Graçia. She called him Childe and Embraced him for remaining devoted to his scripts and holy path despite the challenges thrown his way and orchestrated by herself. Any sense of happiness he felt growing up as a human was extinguished and replaced with calculating cruelty. During this time, he gave himself the name Dimitru Cornuta as a penname.
As a Neonate, Viorel continued writing but ventured away from Christianity towards the Abyss. It was both comforting and harsh; anything to cope with unlife that subconsciously clawed at him. It took him briefly back home in the early 1910s where he spent most of WW1 and WW2 with fellow Lasombra before moving to America. Along the way he somehow picked up a black cat named Fawn who has been ghouled, lives with him and minds her own business.