XII

 XII was created in Bayreuth, Germany, named as a number in roman numeral as he was an experimental series of gargoyles made in secret to serve internally at the Chantry there. He at first thought of his creator as his mother and loved her, doing as she asked without any questions. However unknown to either of them his experiment to create a Gargoyle with improved resistance to mental control caused him to slowly develop a tolerance and immunity to the repeated blood bond his creator subjected him to, and that same flaw was nearly his undoing.

One night returning from a mission he found himself drawn to the music coming from the Wagner Opera house in Bayreuth and instead of heading straight back to the Chantry he concealed himself and alighted upon the roof. The music and acting fascinated him as he'd never been exposed to anything like it before. While he was quite stealthy unbeknown to him during this visit and the subsequent ones on later nights he was observed by a Nosferatu who reported the information back to his clan. Seeing a series of opportunities to benefit, the Nosferatu leader sold the information to the Chantry who in a panic at a illegal potential rogue gargoyle sent XII's entire batch to destroy him on the next mission. An aerial battle deadly as it was aweing to the Nosferatu spies ensued, XII was struck from the air and hit the water of a nearby River sinking into torpor. The water rushed his body away from the battle even as the others searched for it downstream...the clever Nosferatu had his agents collect and hide it from destruction during sunrise. Presumed dead and the crime of the Tremere concealed, the Nosferatu awakened XII and told him he could not stay in Germany but he would spend his life boon earned from saving XII to have him serve the Camarilla in their war with the Sabbat. XII grateful and still a neonate to the traditions accepted the Nosferatu's guidance, learning to read and write, traditions, and more. When finally it was time for him to leave he traveled with Brujah migrating to other cities. 

Thus began the story of XII or Xander as he was called by the Brujah. Winged Death to his enemies and many blades fell on him that would have found less fortunate kindred. For a time he distrusted the Tremere greatly but in Montreal by complete chance he developed a romantic but non sexual relationship with a Tremere Neonate who somehow allowed him to recover some humanity he had lost. It didn't last as she was more interested in politics and becoming Regent but she did show him not every Tremere was the stereotype of their clan. Sensing a need to travel once more he headed to Baltimore City and the Camarilla still finding their footing there in the last decade.