Francisco Domingo De Polonia

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Sobriquet: Pinky, if you dare.

Appearance: Much to his embarrassment, Polonia was Embraced with a bit of a sunburn, which somehow has stuck with him through the centuries. Bringing the matter to his attention, or even staring too long at his slightly reddened countenance, is an exceedingly poor idea. Over 6'3" tall, the former conquistador has a soldier's carriage and bearing. He has straight black hair and his eyes are black as well. Polonia's hands are large and equally at home holding a sword or a submachine gun. Still religious, the archbishop wears a silver crucifix at all times, and has been to Madrid for a coveted confession with Moncada no fewer than three times.

Behavior: You are the rarest of the rare among the Lasombra: a builder of networks. While you do have a certain flair for risk-taking, you're at the age where existence is growing sweet indeed, and you prefer to have as much ammunition - particularly in the form of expertise - as possible before you head into battle. Your quick decisions are legendary; your hours of deliberation and analysis behind the scenes are not so well known.

History: Part of de Onate's expedition to found a permanent outpost in New Mexico, Polonia acquitted himself well on that failed journey and caught the eye of certain of de Onate's masters. When, a decade later, de Peralta succeeded where de Onate failed, Polonia was with him as well, albeit somewhat changed.

Polonia's role was as a stalking horse, obviously present to draw out the local Lupines so that his elders in Mexico City could gauge their strength. In 1680, he finally succeeded, and Santa Fe was burned to the ground by Pueblo Indians and the Wendigo to whom they were Kinfolk. To the surprise of his sire and many others, Polonia survived this assault, and he was immediately labeled as something special, or at least a lucky guy. He was given increasingly perilous assignments, which he pulled off with a daredevil flair and the odd bit of diablerie. By the time he was directed to lead the siege on Manhattan, he had lowered his effective generation to seventh and raised his abilities to something on the far side of considerable.

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