Xavier de Calais
- Gangrel -x- League of the Night -x- New Orleans
Title:
Sobriquet: "Son of the Night"
Appearance: Considering himself one of the noble beasts of the night, Xaviar has little use for clothes. Still, he he finds clothes make it easier to deal with people, so he wears loose, comfortable travel clothes, jeans, jackets, T-shirts and other anonymous trappings when he can or must. His many nights of predation have given rise to many frenzies, and he has acquired the facial features of a bat as well as a fine black down that covers his entire body; though he has hair in abundance and length everywhere. Xaviar moves soundlessly, suggesting that perhaps he has picked up a few other proclivities of the bat, as well. His hands and feet have developed hooked claws, and a set of apparently vestigial wings give his back a humped look; his feet have developed spurs and its not uncommon to see him hanging up-side-down reading or working on his computer. Despite his bestial appearance, for he looks like nothing so much as a hybrid of man and bat, Xaviar exudes an aura of majesty appropriate to one of the great creatures of legend about which his sire once sang.
Behavior: The ill tempered exterior that you show the world conceals both voracious intellect and ruthless ambition. Some of your contemporaries swear by old-fashioned, fairy-tale concepts such as honor, solitude and stoicism. Let them; you have weapons they would not dare use. You are a climber first and foremost – a competitor, a challenger, a consummate conniver. Whereas others of your kind would prevail through forthright superiority and flowery speeches, you have mastered the exploited weakness, the slow, steady erosion of confidence that follows in chaos' wake, the well-placed word behind the scenes that softens an opponent in preparation for your inevitable strike. You have never let anything stand in your way, and you are not about to start now.
History: Born as Xavier de Calais, he was Embraced in his native France during the Hundred Years' War. Abandoned by his sire after the Embrace, Xaviar traveled north to Scandanavia, where he remained a solitary monster-hunter for several decades. Eventually, he traveled to Germany's Black Forest, where he became a renowned Lupine hunter. During this time, he first became acquainted with the Camarilla and the Masquerade.
After some time in Kindred society, Xaviar's wanderlust led him to the Middle East and, from there, Africa. At the dawn of the 18th century, he traveled to North America, where he tracked down and destroyed the Gangrel Justicar Elijah, who had succumbed to his Beast. When he presented the Conclave of 1704 with evidence of this deed, he was made an Archon on the spot, and was appointed to be the clan's new Justicar at the next Conclave, seven years later. He served his clan as a Justicar intermittently for centuries. Xaviar's base of operations is in New Orleans, where he hosts a Conclave every three years.
A year later (or, alternately, shortly before the Conclave in 1998), Xaviar led a war party of Gangrel in an assault on a bizarre creature that slaughtered and deformed nearly all of the Kindred it fought. Xaviar came to believe that the creature was an Antediluvian; when he brought his concerns to the Camarilla, he was rebuffed, with the Camarilla's leadership repeating their claim that the Antediluvians were merely a legend. Incensed, Xaviar announced that his clan was, as of that point, no longer a part of the Camarilla.
Recent Events: Xaviar and his crew have arrived in Quebec City on behalf of the League, and they served as the main expeditionary force against the Sabbat during Toronto's siege of the Quebecois capital. They remain to ostensibly protect the city from any further Sabbat assaults, but the secondary purpose for their presence is to discourage any attempt to retake the city by the Camarilla from within or without.
