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'''Sobriquet:'''
'''Sobriquet:'''


'''Appearance:'''
'''Appearance:''' Driscoll is remarkably handsome - for a Samedi. With
a little Obfuscate, he can even pass for human in dim light,
and the fact that his employment surrounds him with
ammonia and other noxious fluids helps to cover his
appalling odor. To most of the inmates of Kingston, Old Man
Driscoll is a familiar, even welcome sight; just another
wrinkled old man pushing retirement age who looks like he
has maybe been sniffing his Mr. Clean a little too often.


'''Behavior:'''
'''Behavior:''' Although you didn't come from the
streets, you still know your way around them. A social
chameleon, you can relate to the prisoners and their jailers,
the high and mighty of the Kindred and the occasional
Sabbat pack member who feels like dealing instead of
fighting. Unfailingly polite, you nevertheless take full
advantage of the discomfort others feel in your presence.


'''History:'''
'''History:''' A career officer in the British Army, Driscoll
was also an excellent war profiteer. Serving during the War
of 1812, Driscoll funneled wanted luxuries to his men and
also served as a conduit for the vices of his fellow officers.
He dealt with the local Indians, his fellow Brits, the Americans
on the other side of the lines - anyone with coin or product to
sell. However, all good things come to an end, and so did
Driscoll's life. While rummaging through the pockets of the
dead behind a field hospital, he caught the attention of a
vampire who introduced himself as Baron Samedi.
 
Impressed by Driscoll's facility with the dead, the vampire
who claimed to be Baron Samedi recruited Reg into the
bloodline.
 
Since then, Driscoll has wandered North America, following
the wars between whites and Native Americans, Americans
and Mexicans and Yanks and Rebs wherever they led.
Eventually the fighting died out, and he started to affiliate
himself with prisons - either as a jailer or a janitor,
occasionally as an executioner. He's been attached to
Kingston for 26 years now, and he shows every sign of
having settled in for the long haul.


'''Recent Events:'''
'''Recent Events:'''


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Latest revision as of 17:48, 3 February 2015

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Sobriquet:

Appearance: Driscoll is remarkably handsome - for a Samedi. With a little Obfuscate, he can even pass for human in dim light, and the fact that his employment surrounds him with ammonia and other noxious fluids helps to cover his appalling odor. To most of the inmates of Kingston, Old Man Driscoll is a familiar, even welcome sight; just another wrinkled old man pushing retirement age who looks like he has maybe been sniffing his Mr. Clean a little too often.

Behavior: Although you didn't come from the streets, you still know your way around them. A social chameleon, you can relate to the prisoners and their jailers, the high and mighty of the Kindred and the occasional Sabbat pack member who feels like dealing instead of fighting. Unfailingly polite, you nevertheless take full advantage of the discomfort others feel in your presence.

History: A career officer in the British Army, Driscoll was also an excellent war profiteer. Serving during the War of 1812, Driscoll funneled wanted luxuries to his men and also served as a conduit for the vices of his fellow officers. He dealt with the local Indians, his fellow Brits, the Americans on the other side of the lines - anyone with coin or product to sell. However, all good things come to an end, and so did Driscoll's life. While rummaging through the pockets of the dead behind a field hospital, he caught the attention of a vampire who introduced himself as Baron Samedi.

Impressed by Driscoll's facility with the dead, the vampire who claimed to be Baron Samedi recruited Reg into the bloodline.

Since then, Driscoll has wandered North America, following the wars between whites and Native Americans, Americans and Mexicans and Yanks and Rebs wherever they led. Eventually the fighting died out, and he started to affiliate himself with prisons - either as a jailer or a janitor, occasionally as an executioner. He's been attached to Kingston for 26 years now, and he shows every sign of having settled in for the long haul.

Recent Events:

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