Mental
Intelligence: 2
Wits: 3
Resolve: 2

Physical
Strength: 4
Dexterity: 2
Stamina: 3

Social
Presence: 3
Manipulation: 3
Composure: 2

Physical
Athletics: 3
Brawl: 2
Drive:
Firearms: 1
Larceny:
Stealth: 2
Survival:
Weaponry: 1

Social
Animal Ken:
Empathy:
Expression:
Intimidation: 3 (Physical Threats)
Persuasion: 2
Socialize: 2
Streetwise: 3 (Gangs)
Subterfuge: 2

Merits
Allies (gangs) 2
Blood Potency +1
Contacts (street)
Haven (location) 2
Resources 2
Status - Invictus 1

Flaws

Disciplines
Celerity
Majesty
Vigor 5

Born in 1923 in the 'Little Italy' suburb of Detroit. Had a normal childhood; did alright in school, played football in high-school. Parents had a tough time during the great depression though, and he spent much of his teen-years living in low-income housing.

Out of High-school, went into the security business. Started as a rent-a-cop for an industrial complex for a couple years. Later went into personal security. Took a job as a bodyguard for a 'businessman'. Spent three years in the mob as a bodyguard and occasional legbreaker.

Then a vampire took over the local syndicate. He spent another year as a legbreaker before being picked up as the bodyguard of this vampire. He didn't figure out he was a ghoul until he had been one for six months. But once he did, he melded himself to his Ventrue regnant.

It was 1947. In a fit of pique, a local Deava embraced him. The theory was to take away the Ventrue's pet bodyguard, and it worked. His (former) regnant would have killed him, but politics meant he merely sent him away to another city. He was largely on his own. Nobody in clan Deava would associate with him because he didn't fit thier mold, and nobody in clan Ventrue would touch him because he didn't belong to them.

He moved around alot while he attempted to define himself and his new existance. While living in Los Angeles, he eventually worked his way into the Invictus. Though now with a covenant, he was still on his own for training. For a great number of years he farmed himself out as security. Either as a personal security agent (i.e. bodyguard) or more generally as a Deputy to the Sherriff.

After a little more than half a century of putting himself between some Invictus elder, and whatever fresh hothead came into the area, he finally was able to land himself a more permenant position in the city's heirarchy. While still technically a Deputy to the Sherriff, he became something of a regent of one of the smaller suburbs of the county.

But a faux paux involving a Crone's admittance to an Invictus meeting left him shamed. The local heirarchy didn't wish to work through it, and instead 'convinced' him that he should seek housing elsewhere. So he left to go north, eventually landing in the San Fransisco area.

Brave but impetuous, you are the first to fly into a fight -- be it for good or ill, be it wise or foolhardy. Your spirit is one of vast fierceness, and if you follow your heart it will lend you great strength -- which you will assuredly need. Your greatest challenge will be choosing between your soul and the counsel of calmer, wiser friends. Assuming, of course, that you make such friends.