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Born in the early 1800s to Gypsies (Roma) on the ragged edges of the Carpathians, Maricella Grigorescu learned the clan\'s old songs and stranger, older things by heart. She grew up shoulder-to-shoulder with two boisterous brothers and a quiet, watchful sister named Morath; the four of them were bound by caravan ropes and shared laughter beneath the tent canvas. From a young age Maricella was recognized as a covaxani — a singer of fortune, a hand that could read bones and call down small mercies. Her talent was more than showmanship: she wove folk charms into protective rites, coaxed safe births, and read omens in the steam of kettle soup. The clan treated her gifts with a mixture of reverence and fear, and while Morath kept the elder ways, Maricella listened to travelers who spoke of darker, hungrier longings in the cities beyond the forest. | |||
Curiosity and ambition pulled her toward those longings: she traded nights of song for whispers with a pale, eloquent stranger who promised that vampiric strength could magnify the covaxani\'s sight into true power. She was embraced, and the price was exile — the Roma cast her out for breaking the old covenant; to them, what she had become was an abomination. Homeless to both blood and clan, Maricella found the Sabbat, whose violence offered kinship and a place to sharpen her new gifts into weapons. Years folded into blood-wet rituals, and she learned to hide the ache of dusk with fury and doctrine. Yet every scrap of Romani lullaby she keeps folded in her private chest; in her rare moments of quiet she searches old grimoires, barters with necromancers and eldritch priests, and pries at loopholes in both faith and flesh. She is now a creature of doctrine and memory who follows one stubborn, human hope: to undo what was done and walk in the sun as she once did. | |||
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| Character: Maricella Grigorescu | Nature: [] | Clan: Lasombra |
| Player: NPC | Demeanor: [] | Generation 10th |
| Chronicle: [[]] | Concept: [] | Sire: ???? |
| Allegiance: [] | Reservation: [] | Coterie: [] |
| Birth: | Weakness: [] | Embrace: |
| --- | Cameo: [] | --- |
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| ATTRIBUTES | ||
| Physical | Social | Mental |
| Strength ●○○○○ | Charisma ●○○○○ | Perception ●○○○○ |
| Dexterity ●○○○○ | Manipulation ●○○○○ | Intelligence ●○○○○ |
| Stamina ●○○○○ | Appearance ●○○○○ | Wits ●○○○○ |
| --- | --- | --- |
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| ABILITIES | ||
| Talents | Skills | Knowledges |
| Alertness ○○○○○ () | Animal Ken ○○○○○ () | Academics ○○○○○ () |
| Athletics ○○○○○ () | Crafts ○○○○○ () | Enigmas ○○○○○ () |
| Awareness ○○○○○ () | Etiquette ○○○○○ () | Finance ○○○○○ () |
| Brawl ○○○○○ () | Firearms ○○○○○ () | Investigation ○○○○○ () |
| Empathy ○○○○○ () | Larceny ○○○○○ () | Law ○○○○○ () |
| Expression ○○○○○ () | Melee ○○○○○ () | Medicine ○○○○○ () |
| Intimidation ○○○○○ () | Performance ○○○○○ () | Occult ○○○○○ () |
| Leadership ○○○○○ () | Ride ○○○○○ () | Politics ○○○○○ () |
| Streetwise ○○○○○ () | Stealth ○○○○○ () | Science ○○○○○ () |
| Subterfuge ○○○○○ () | Survival ○○○○○ () | Theology ○○○○○ () |
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| --- | ADVANTAGES | --- |
| Disciplines | Backgrounds | Merits & Flaws |
| Clan Discipline 1 ●○○○○ () | Allies ○○○○○ () | --- |
| Clan Discipline 2 ●○○○○ () | Contacts ○○○○○ () | --- |
| Clan Discipline 3 ●○○○○ () | Domain ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Fame ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Generation ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Influence ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Mentor ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Resources ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Retainers ○○○○○ () | --- |
| [[]] ○○○○○ () | Status ○○○○○ () | --- |
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| Health Levels | Humanity | Virtues |
| Bruised (0) - { } | ○○○○○○○○○○ () | Conscience ●○○○○ |
| Hurt (-1) ---- { } | --- | Self-Control ●○○○○ |
| Injured (-1) - { } | Willpower | Courage ●○○○○ |
| Wounded (-2) - { } | ○○○○○○○○○○ () | --- |
| Mauled (-2) -- { } | --- | --- |
| Crippled (-5)- { } | Bloodpool | --- |
| Incapacitated- { } | ○○○○○○○○○○ | --- |
| Final Death | ○○○○○○○○○○○ | --- |
Bio
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History
Born in the early 1800s to Gypsies (Roma) on the ragged edges of the Carpathians, Maricella Grigorescu learned the clan\'s old songs and stranger, older things by heart. She grew up shoulder-to-shoulder with two boisterous brothers and a quiet, watchful sister named Morath; the four of them were bound by caravan ropes and shared laughter beneath the tent canvas. From a young age Maricella was recognized as a covaxani — a singer of fortune, a hand that could read bones and call down small mercies. Her talent was more than showmanship: she wove folk charms into protective rites, coaxed safe births, and read omens in the steam of kettle soup. The clan treated her gifts with a mixture of reverence and fear, and while Morath kept the elder ways, Maricella listened to travelers who spoke of darker, hungrier longings in the cities beyond the forest.
Curiosity and ambition pulled her toward those longings: she traded nights of song for whispers with a pale, eloquent stranger who promised that vampiric strength could magnify the covaxani\'s sight into true power. She was embraced, and the price was exile — the Roma cast her out for breaking the old covenant; to them, what she had become was an abomination. Homeless to both blood and clan, Maricella found the Sabbat, whose violence offered kinship and a place to sharpen her new gifts into weapons. Years folded into blood-wet rituals, and she learned to hide the ache of dusk with fury and doctrine. Yet every scrap of Romani lullaby she keeps folded in her private chest; in her rare moments of quiet she searches old grimoires, barters with necromancers and eldritch priests, and pries at loopholes in both faith and flesh. She is now a creature of doctrine and memory who follows one stubborn, human hope: to undo what was done and walk in the sun as she once did.
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