1974-2001-?
Retired 2001
Education:
1996-1999: Carlson School of Management, University of Minnesota; M.B.A.
1992-1996: Michigan State University, B.S.B. (Finance)
1988-1992: Detroit Central High School
1999-2001: Three Rivers Financial, Cincinnati, OH. Laid Off Due to Budgetary Restrictions.
History as a Kindred:
Embraced by Saul Maiers in January of 2001 in Detroit. Instructed briefly in the ways of the undead before being released into the hands of the local Sabbat pack when Maiers moved on. Joined the pack as a partial member and was sent to Los Angeles to be tested. There he was presented an opportunity to hone his leadership skills. He has contacted a retainer, the barkeeper of the Basement, a small club in L.A.
Tonight was quite a night. Tonight I killed a man. And I didn't care. I just kind of had this hollow feeling that I should have felt bad. I tell you, there's no wake up call like it. The rest of the night, I tried harder than I've ever conceived of to be good. I saved three people tonight, by finding them instead of letting Mr. Hajime do it. Sure, he's got the right idea, but even he can get the implementation wrong. As much as I like him, I detest his methods. I realize as I'm writing this that I got the command wrong with the people I rescued. I forgot to let them leave the lobby for other bodily functions. And Mr. Fennigan tried to tell me. I can't believe I didn't understand. As usual, he was right. I guess I was too distracted by my pride over having rescued them from Sojiro. I've heard pride described as a "deadly sin" before, but I never gave it its due consideration. Fortunately, my relationship with the barkeeper at the Basement has been developing. I can use her. She will be useful. But first, I've got to fix the situation with those people at the Embassy Suites. #%@^ the sun! I'm getting too tired. Tomorrow night, I will set things right. I must lest I lose what soul I have left.