Richard Fitz

The cold stole in through the gaps beneath the floor skirting like a young maiden shyly courting her first swain, whipping around the ankles of the lanky man who sits with shadowed eyes on the rickety wooden chair before the scarred desk. A lit cigarette hangs forgotten, as he stares at a set of pictures splayed across the once-pristine leather surface of the desk, now a shadowed wildland of slashes and cuts, discarded drifts of paper and half-forgotten whiskey bottles. The desk lamp blazes steadily, casting a pool of light across the three burned corpses in the photograph, and Richard Fitz stares down at them and the sheathed bowie knife carefully placed perpendicular to the photographs, angel wings engraved into the hilt. He stands like a doll with cut strings, pulls on his long black felt coat and moves over to a window more than half-obscured by old and dusty venetian blinds. Things ain't right in this city, haven't been for a long time, and they don't look to be getting any better. The vampire stares out moodily over the harbour, taking a final drag on the cigarette before he stubs it out in an ashtray. Like a small but potent thunderstorm, he mutters and grumbles his way out the door, catching up his .38 special with one hand and clicking the lamp off as he goes, slamming the door as the period in the sentence of his exit. Behind him, amid the twinkling of the lights of Sydney, the harbour twinkles ominously, reflecting the lights but only faintly, presenting in it's chop and it's sway the illusion rather of swallowing the light, like a giant black canker squatting in the heart of the glittery metropolis. ::::

Appearance

A scruffy looking young man with a dark, glowering brow and a faintly confused look on his face. Wears simple clothing.

Personality

A quiet fellow, at least for now, Richard seems interested in vampire society and not put off by it's callous cruelty or those closer to the Beast than their human selves. He has so far treated others with courtesy (although he did decline to attend an orgy), and seems interested in the matters of the court and kindred society at large. While persuasive when he speaks, he really doesn't stand out in a crowd, and tends to keep his Beast veiled to avoid triggering the instincts of those around him.

Information Known by Kindred Society

Richard is Sid the Mekhet Priscus' childe and is a very new vampire - only 7 months old. He is unreleased, and has appeared before vampire society only once.

Recent History

2013

• JUL - Attended Court, and gave some aid to the Deputy Sheriff Geraldine Winterstorm in an investigation of bodies burned by a vampire in Bondi. Paid his respects to the Prince, and was introduced to most of the Kindred present.

-Joined the Deputy Sheriff in investigating a strange supernatural creature lairing in a pub in campbelltown.

Lineage

• Great-Grandsire: Britannia
• Grandsire: Cal
• Sire: Sidney Shaw

Quotes By

• "So, if vampires are real, do elves exist?"

• [In response to an offer to join an orgy later]"That is a very generous offer, but i'm afraid I must decline. I'm till getting used to all of...*waves hands about* this."

Quotes About

• "Oy, you. Stay out of trouble." - Sid

• "Listen, you can fuck the Ventrue chickie, but make sure you do her from behind, you don't want to go looking in her eyes. Better yet, find a Nos girl you can stand, they may not be the prettiest girls at the dance, but you can bet your arse they'll be a little desperate and a lot more adventurous ." - Sidney Shaw

Rumours

• Was Sidney's sex partner before he was turned, too vapid to have been made for any other reason.
• The little bald asian man sometimes seen with him has some relation to the Iron Dragon of Hu Mu'au.

Inspirations and Soundtrack

The Everyman

Stolicus

Lewis Carroll

Boons

None.

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Reference

Member Information
Player:	Jack Lesnie
Number:	201307003
Domain:	Sydney