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'''Sobriquet:''' Czere Ubireg is a anagram of the name Bruce Zieger used to hide this doppelganger's identity. He claims that Czere (pronounced C-Zair) is a Turkish variant of Caesar and that his last name Ubireg is a rare Turkish surname of rural character. | '''Sobriquet:''' Czere Ubireg is a anagram of the name Bruce Zieger used to hide this doppelganger's identity. He claims that Czere (pronounced C-Zair) is a Turkish variant of Caesar and that his last name Ubireg is a rare Turkish surname of rural character. | ||
| − | '''Appearance:''' Czere stands 6ft-2inches (1.88m) tall and weighes 265 pounds (about 120 kilos). He appears to have been Embraced in his mid 20s and he is bulky with more than just a touch of pudginess, enough to soften the air of furious angst that seems to hang about him. He is best described as hefty, with both muscle and fat. His face is a nearly perfect oval and he is clean shaven at all times. Czere's eyes and hair are seal brown and the latter is worn in a typical mullet which grows down past his lower back in a ponytail. Around the chantry and in private he wears blue jeans and t-shirts, at public functions he wears well cut, but inexpensive suits. He wears an assortment of mystical looking jewelry about his person. Despite the fact that he has no further need for glasses, he still wears then as a reminder of who he was, and to give others an impression of scholarly ineffectualness | + | '''Appearance:''' Czere stands 6ft-2inches (1.88m) tall and weighes 265 pounds (about 120 kilos). He appears to have been Embraced in his mid 20s and he is bulky with more than just a touch of pudginess, enough to soften the air of furious angst that seems to hang about him. He is best described as hefty, with both muscle and fat. His face is a nearly perfect oval and he is clean shaven at all times. Czere's eyes and hair are seal brown and the latter is worn in a typical mullet which grows down past his lower back in a ponytail. Around the chantry and in private he wears blue jeans and t-shirts, at public functions he wears well cut, but inexpensive suits. He wears an assortment of mystical looking jewelry about his person. Despite the fact that he has no further need for glasses, he still wears then as a reminder of who he was, and to give others an impression of scholarly ineffectualness. |
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Revision as of 01:23, 23 February 2016
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Sobriquet: Czere Ubireg is a anagram of the name Bruce Zieger used to hide this doppelganger's identity. He claims that Czere (pronounced C-Zair) is a Turkish variant of Caesar and that his last name Ubireg is a rare Turkish surname of rural character.
Appearance: Czere stands 6ft-2inches (1.88m) tall and weighes 265 pounds (about 120 kilos). He appears to have been Embraced in his mid 20s and he is bulky with more than just a touch of pudginess, enough to soften the air of furious angst that seems to hang about him. He is best described as hefty, with both muscle and fat. His face is a nearly perfect oval and he is clean shaven at all times. Czere's eyes and hair are seal brown and the latter is worn in a typical mullet which grows down past his lower back in a ponytail. Around the chantry and in private he wears blue jeans and t-shirts, at public functions he wears well cut, but inexpensive suits. He wears an assortment of mystical looking jewelry about his person. Despite the fact that he has no further need for glasses, he still wears then as a reminder of who he was, and to give others an impression of scholarly ineffectualness.
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History:
Recent Events: Czere has taken a blue collar approach to Thaumaturgy, learning rituals with nonthreatening utility. The purpose is to facilitate his trustworthiness as a Masquerade cleanup artist. A man who can be called when a few memories need to be wiped or replaced, or when a feeding goes too far and a corpse has to disappear or be made to appear subject to a mundane death. Czere has made his place of business the city morgue, all the better to catch Masquerade violations that others miss and acquire a little extra blood for himself or a special friend. That there are no Giovanni in Melbourne has made this far easier that he might have imagined. Czere can be reached by cell-phone any hour of the night and charges reasonable rates regardless of clan or bloodline, though he does offer a significant discount to his fellow Tremere. Czere sees this avocation as an indirect path to greater influence in Melbourne, though it could take years to amass enough boons to make him indispensable, he has nothing but time on his hands.
