Terrence Rigby
- Ventrue -x- Fresh Pond - Queens -x- Vampires of New York from 1999 to 2022 -x- Vampires of New York from 2022 Onward
Sobriquet: Terry.
Appearance: Terrence appears to have been Embraced in his early twenties. His youthful body is athletic and very lean without the sculpted perfection of a modern bodybuilder, implying a working-man's frame. After all these years the heavy farmers tan has begun to fade, but the callused hardness of his hands remains. He isn't tall, falling somewhere below average, but the stiffness of his posture and the precision of his gestures lend height and weight to another's perception of him. His handsome face is made up of narrow rough planes softened only by a carefully cultivated farm-boy look of disheveled dark hair falling into seal brown eyes that glitter with intelligent thoughtful purpose. His prominent chin and jawline are covered by two or three days of stubble that accentuates his look of unassuming machismo. Terrence's wardrobe would be called antiquated by most of Manhattan's fashionistas, if he didn't look so good in a three-piece suit, sans tie. Far from a demimonde of fashion, Terrence can often be found wearing long sleeve shirts of white cotton and tan linen rolled up past the elbow, ankle length corduroy pants and handmade boots of tan leather. He has a variety of pocket-watches worn for different types of occasions and a heavy band of gold on his left ring-finger. Disdaining colognes, he smells clean from expensive soaps and wears hair-tonic to slick back his hair in mixed social company. Like other Kindred in mortal social settings, he can often be found with a drink in his hand, unlike most Kindred he seems to be able to drink virtually anything from coffee to champagne, but his drink of choice is whiskey, neat or on the rocks, as you like it.
Behavior: Terrence's thick southern drawl and archaic speech sometimes throw twenty-first century listeners off, just a bit. He is a gentleman's gentleman when ladies are present, but talks like a sailor on shore-leave behind closed doors. He looks men and women strait in the eyes when he talks to them, but his desultory charm makes it hard not to like him. He is genteel to the point of knowing how the silverware should be arranged and who should be seated next to whom. And he is quick with measured compliments all around, but never minces words when he doesn't like someone or something they had to say. When drawn into polite debate his witty repartee falls short of open insults, as he prefers to whittle away at his opponent's arguments and confidence over the course of an evening. Surprisingly passionate for a Ventrue, the harpies like to say he should have been Embraced a Brujah, to which Terrence smiles knowing that every-time they repeat themselves they are winning another heart or mind over to his point of view.
History: Terrence was born in Savannah, Georgia in 1897 into a rich land-owning family.
Businesses Owned: Rigby's Speakeasy
Known Agents: Antigonus Ackerman
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