Thibault Emeric Couture

Paris -P- Toreador -P- The History of the Clan of the Rose in Paris

Sobriquet: Couture to the Cour, Thibault to the lowers.

Appearance: Thibault is slender, with nicely cut blond hair and blue eyes. He often wears expensive slacks and form fitting shirts to show off his cut body.

Behavior: Thibault is at once suave and well mannered, and at the same time an arrogant ass. If he thinks you are not of the same social status, he has nothing but scorn for others.

History: Thibault was the third born son of a very rich aristocrat. His older brother would inherit, his next older brother was trusted to the church. Thibault was trained in business and culture, finding his passion in painting. The young man was finding his sense of art slowly, feeling very unsure about what he wanted. He was also coming to grips with the fact that he liked the sadistic side of sex.

He became very well known at court for his work. Ashamed of his predilections, Thibault threw himself into his painting, trying to find the beauty in the world to hide the darkness in his soul. While his happy, sunlit paintings were amazing, his paintings showing depravity were revolutionary in their use of symbolism and color. The Gallery La Plus Belle Peinture set him up a show, selling his dark avant garde paintings to the rich of Paris.

Thibault was approached one night by a beautiful, golden woman who was admiring his watercolor "A Dove waiting for Sunrise". He was very attracted to her, and over the next two months found himself buying clothes and taking her to the Opera. One night, while watching a reading of "Never Bet the Devil Your Head" by Poe, Thibault found himself being drained dry. Eliza had brought several new printing houses under Francois Villon's control, and he had given her permission to embrace the young painter.

Thibault learned the ropes of kindred society, becoming more jaded and hungry for new sensation as he watched the years pass. Thibault was a popular Toreador in Paris, his works fresh, his perspective amazing. Many of the Creators and the Interpreters revered him. More than one Toreador could be found enthralled in one of his dark paintings revealing his passion of pain and sex. Thibault thought he could do no wrong, but eventually his muse ran out. Thibault slowly became desperate for new drive, and in a depression he found Theti-Sheri, and the Temple of Set.

In 1788, Thibault came across twin sisters singing in a dive bar in the 16th Arrondisement. Enthralled by the beauty of their singing, he began to try to influence their "uncle" to sell the girls to him. The uncle refused, and Thibault was reduced to only renting them by the night. As they approached the age of 20, their majority was imminent. Afraid that when they reached it the uncle would be left penniless, he agreed to "sell" the girls to Thibault.

In short order the uncle felt guilty for handing these sweet young women over to the dark man. The uncle of the girls demanded more money for their sale, and Thibault found it more rewarding to just kill him, and take the girls for himself. Now unrestrained by needing to return them in one piece, Thibault began to ghoul them, and then use them for his twisted desires. After a time though, he came to the conclusion that they were still too fragile for his desires.

Using his status among the Kindred Thibault went to the Prince and asked him for permission to embrace both Marlene and Celene. Villon agreed to let him embrace one, with the other in a few years when the population had increased enough. He embraced Marlene first. Thibault reveled in the damage and pain he could put his new childe through for a decade. One night at the Temple of Set, Marlene's mind broke. For weeks she was catatonic.

Miraculously, just as Thibault was despairing of what to do with Marlene things changed. The Prince sent a message telling Thibault that he could embrace his second childe. The second night after the embrace of Celene, Marlene came out of her catatonia. This was most fortunate because the three of them had been summoned by the Prince to the Louvre so the Prince could examine them.

Once at court things went awry. A meddling Brujah by the name of Ernian went to the Prince and told him of what Thibault was doing with his childer. Enraged at the perverted use of his gift, the Prince took the girls from him. The court was aflame with disgust at his behavior, and Thibault found himself stripped of rank and prestige in the cour. Thibault fled into the slums of Paris, hiding from the Clan of the Rose.

After the end of World War II, Thibault began having nightmares. Marlene haunted his thoughts, his days. He was sure that he could hear her mocking laughter, seen her laughing at him. Always at a distance, always out of reach. Thibault has found himself jumping at shadows, as he feels his sanity weakening. Broken and afraid, Thibault is sure that sooner or later his childe will appear and drink his vitae.

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