Markus Lanz

Markus Lanz - Enforcer of The Brotherhood. Lanz is large. He is extremely, unreasonably large. He is a giant of a man, standing well in excess of six feet. His neck, legs and arms are all thick, powerful and immensely fat. Beneath every stretch of pale dead skin and tailored fabric, sits layers of thick blubber. Lanz’ corpulence is legendary amongst the Kindred of Perth, and jokes at his expense are something of a tradition amongst the youth.

Lanz dresses in accordance with the occasion, though usually in classic fashions. He sports old, custom made tuxedos for formal occasions, and traditional safari attire when on his infamous hunting expeditions. He has unusual fondness accessories. Hats, monocles, walking canes, rings, brooches and pins and all common place. He always carries a large bulky backpack or other large bag when travelling outside the city, presumably for survival equipment in case of emergencies. Rumour has it, however, that these bags have some kind of nefarious purpose.

He is the most well-known member of The Brotherhood. His presence outside the city is far from commonplace, but when Sheriff Lanz does grace the nomad lands with his presence, the impact is felt far and wide. There is always reason for his arrival, more often than some kindred go missing. Occasionally, he extends invitations to others join his hunting party for a night as they track and execute traitors or other unwelcome elements like the incessant Brood packs that continue to raid the city or some other threat the Praxis has set its sights upon.

Sheriff Lanz presents himself as the model gentleman; smiling, regal and polite, even charming. He will attend the party, well dressed and punctual. He will bring lavish gifts and offer his praise to the host. He is a little boisterous, jovial and downright likable; at first. Those with intuition say that there is something just off about Lanz. They say he just feels disingenuous, despite his genial demeanour.

Those that know Sherriff Lanz in any capacity will give you an entirely different opinion, however. Whether a deputy, a curious rival or an unfortunate lawbreaker; anyone that that peeked behind the curtain and seen truth. They will all caution you in hushed, timid whispers. Sheriff Lanz is a monster, and you, all of you, should be afraid. There are fates worse than the final death, and such things are Lanz’ stock in trade.