| Jestlon Tirioni -- Prelude and Background |
| Facey informed him that the images Jestlon saw, the voices he heard in his head, the things he felt whenever he fed himself on the blood of the living was just a matter of his inability to digest the gravity of the situation. Facey taught him to deal with it; even, to some extent, to control it as if it were just another aspect of the blood. Because of Facey, Jestlon finally learned how to adapt, how to live- and it only took dying to do it. After his embrace and tutelage, Jestlon sought out his place in the Kindred world, under his sire�s advice. As Facey chose no sides nor sect, neither did Jestlon, but he didn�t make his choice lightly. Wanting to know where either sect stood beforehand, he traveled through different cities, some belonging to the Camarilla, others to the Sabbat. In each, he would carefully survey the vampire population, selecting his mark and buying off information once he was comfortable with the source. He would then move on to another city, repeating the process and trading off old information for new, and so on and so forth. He even almost pulled a stint with the Sabbat, but escaped before he could be bound by the vaulderie. Jestlon�s true pastime, however, is to search out those of his own line, and to offer them the assistance Facey provided him. He�s not adverse to helping out other vampires, or people, at that, but everyone knows that nothing in this world is ever free, and he does not take boons lightly- whether he owes someone, or something is owed to him. Jestlon still awaits the day when Facey will ask him to return the favors he had granted. Previous Character Sheet |
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