James Dalmas, Independant Ghoul

Name: James Dalmas
Independent Ghoul
Generation: 13th
Apparent Age:
Haven: Apartment
Concept: Rogue Ghoul


Physical Description: 6'2" tall and around 200 pounds with dirty-blonde
hair and grey
eyes he is usually seen wearing a trench coat to hide his weaponry.


Background: Born 1920 near Kitchener / Waterloo James Dalmas enlisted
in the
Canadian Armed Forces during WW II. His decision to become a soldier
was
not that well-received within the conservative Mennonite society where
he had grown up and the experiences of the war changed James Dalmas
making him unable to fit into a "normal" life again.

He re-enlisted and ended up as member of the Military Police in an
Army Camp. While investigating the disapperance of a crate full of
assault rifles and ammunition James met a Native Canadian of the Huron
tribe who went by the name Walks-with-Winds.

Soon enough James suspected that the Indian had stolen the rifles
but whenever he tried to shadow Walks-with-Windes the Native Canadian
seemed to elude him. For weeks they played a cat-and-mouse game. James
became obsessed with nailing Walks-with-Winds for the theft and weapons

dealing and the Huron seem to enjoy making a fool ot of the officer
slipping away whenever Dalmas thought he finally had some tangible
proof
to arrest his suspect.

One night Walks-with-Winds lured his tenacious pursuiter into the
woods, faced him of and told him a story larger than life. The Indian
admitted that he had indeed stolen the rifles to give his pals some
firepower against a group of freaks who called themselves the Sabbat.
The
Huron himself was a vampire of the Gangrel clan and an Archon, sort of
a
Deputy among his kind.

James quickly believed him, especially with a set of nasty claws
around his throat.

Walks-with-Winds made him an offer. Since he and his gang of
Archons needed some support during the day, he would make James
stronger,
tougher and best of all theoretically immortal through some of his
blood.
In exchange Dalmas would act as their errand boy during the day and as
additional trigger finger during the night when necessary.

James Dalmas agreed to the deal, realizing that it was the kind of
offer you can\'b4t refuse and for several decades travelled Canada ad
the northern U.S. fighting the Sabbat and the occasional Anarch or
Diabolist. In the fall of 1985 the Archons with James in tow clashed
with a
small coven of infernal witches that had been using Kindred for their
dark magicks. Among other things the witches worked a ritual that
scattered the blood bonds betweent he Archons and their respective
thralls as
the witches gambled that the ghouls would turn against their masters
now.
The deal worked if only partially in James case. He did not
blatantly attack or desert his regnant like the other ghouls did but
feeling
betrayed by Walks-with-Winds since he had never told him about the side

effects of the vampiric blood, James renounced his alliance witht he
Archon once the dust of the battle witht he witches had settled. They
struck a deal that Walks-with-Winds would accept his independence has
long as James only hunted Sabbat and rogue vampires to sustain himself.

James Dalmas set up shop in Toronto and despite all attempts to
the contrary soon found himself involved into the intrigues of the
Kindred. Basically he\'b4s allowed int eh cityx as long as he is
willing to
do some dirty work for the Prince and his lackeys.

Originally James got a private investigators license mostly as a
reasonable explanation why he was always involved in some weird stuff
up
to his neck and as an excuse to carry heavy artillery around. However,
whenever he\'b4s not busy chasing vampires for one reason or another,
James takes regular P.I. work as well including the occasional
non-profit sob story. If nothing else, finding an old ladies cat makes
you feel
better about yourself.