About Michael Milller
Vitae: 4/10
Clan: Malkavian
Covenant: The Camarilla
Masquerade: Artist
Requiem: Magus
Attributes
Mental
Intelligence ••
Wits •••
Resolve •••
Physical
Strength ••
Dexterity •••
Stamina •
Social
Presence •••
Manipulation •
Composure ••••
Skills
Mental
Academics • [Vision Interpretation]
Computer ••
Occult •••• [Vampires][Changelings]
Physical
Athletics ••
Drive/Pilot •
Stealth •
Social
Expression •••[Paintings]
Socialize •••[Clubbing]
Streetwise •••
Subterfuge ••
Disciplines
Dementation •••
Merits
Status: Camarilla •
Contacts: University of Pendros •
Requiem: Magus •
Barfly (•)
Haven: ••••
-Size 0
-Security 2
-Location 2
Herd: •• (#9, A Disco Tech)
Inoffensive to Animals (•)
Direction Sense (•)
Time Sense (•)
Advantages
Guile: 1
Nerve: ////••••
Dominance: +4
Defense: 3
Health: (*xxxxxx)
Initiative: +7
Willpower: ••••/•••
Humanity: 7
Blood Potency: •
Size: 5
Speed: 11
Virtue: Hope
Vice: Pride
Motivation: Understanding
Motivation: Survival
Motivation: Pleasure
Derangement: Insomnia
Flaws:
Dark Secret
Deep Sleeper
Permanent Fangs
Michael Miller stands about 5'0, has a sharp, angular face, a long nose, and long, wavy blond hair. He wears a long leather coat with fur lining the sides, with blue jeans and a white turtle neck. He walks with an air of calm and happiness that masks his constant questioning and suspicious nature; having been around since the 70's, he has a tendency to never trust anyone after being burned many times.
A talented Artist in his time, Michael was turned after an overdose nearly took his life, not knowing his Patron was a Toreador who enjoyed his works. His sire was not his Patron, but a sort of bodyguard in his Patron's employ, who turned him out of fear of angering his employer should Michael perish.
XP log:
Gain 3 on 2/29/12
Spent 1 and 2 on Herd.
