Updated April 22nd, 2000
(And although I shouldn't need to say this, this information is all OOC)
"Would somebody just kill me? Martin, no... put that down!"
--Parker Ellington, while Martin reaches for a concealed pistol
"C'mon boys, let's think this over. We're livin' in a city with a scourge now...."
--Martin Black during Wilmington's occupation
Mortal Identity - Martin Black
Occupation - Professional Killer
Status - Acknowledged, Respected (Sabbat Raid), Loyal(Service to Clan Ventrue)
Prestige: 3
Positions Held - Primogen, Clan Ventrue
Known Disciplines - (Dominate) Command, Forgetful Mind, Mesmerize, Conditioning, (Fortitude) Endurance, Mettle, Resilience, (Auspex) Heightened Senses, Aura Perception, Spirit's Touch, (Obfuscate) Cloak of Shadows, Unseen Presence, Mask of a Thousand Faces, (Potence) Prowess, (Presence) Awe, Dread Gaze, Entrancement, Summon, Majesty
Dossier
Martin was one of the American government's most successful assassins ever. He started out in wetwork at only twenty-two years of age and remained stable mentally for all of the years he spent in the program. The CIA used Martin as a deniable asset (read: shadowrunner) until his reported "death" late in 1992. Since that time, he has worked as an enforcerer of the Traditions and as a "troubleshooter" of mortal affairs. Martin is currently expanding the business interests of his sire, Montrose, in the East Coast with influence and when needed brute force. Since those days when he was so new to the city, he has joined the ranks of the North American Camrilla Forces. He has taken his place within the clan, no longer as primogen, but with enough Status to hold his own against the rest of Kindred society.
Recent Minutes
"I keep replaying the moment over and over again. I tracked him for weeks and nothing... no emotions, no feelings and no guilt. I see his face in my mind over and over. I see his dying bodyguard covering him, and I kick him to the side. And I raise my gun and he's not even begging for his life. Dozens of people have looked at me from the end of that barrel. Many plead for their lives. For their children. For their families. They bribe and cajole. One lady even offered to screw her way out of it once. But not this guy. I tell him that it's not me that wants him dead. It's my way of telling him he can't stop me. I am just the tool of more wretched things than myself. And he looks up at me and says "I forgive you," as he lies bleeding all over the street. And I feel... nothing.
"So I steel myself. No one's ever done that before. Not when I breathed, not after I died. And still, I squeeze the trigger. And I kill the priest. The bodyguard lunges with renewed vigor and almost stakes me. They were hunters after all. Sorry buddy. It was your time..."
Noble Clan Ventrue
Clanmates
Things are looking up.
Matthew Reese - Thank you sir for removing that thorn in the side of the clan. I hope that our talks from the past gathers can come to realization.
Dominic - What were we doing...? Oh yes, that's what we were doing. Let's get cracking at that idea again.
Alexander - Think you need a bigger slice of the pie do you then? Be careful not to choke on the responsibility of it.
Gabriel - Thank you for your offer to move me out of the territory, but I think with the responsibilities I have to the council that it is no longer necessary.
Candy (Martin's Ghoul) - You are useful in so many ways...
The Other Clans
Brujah
"And I thought the Ventrue had no political unity in this town..."
Jimmy Lind - I understand you're upset... but don't touch my charge. You're so damned human...
Krelian Stone - Do you have any idea just how many kindred want you dead?
Issac - How you've held this city together is a mystery to me. Your own clan doesn't even like you all that much. I wonder how much longer you can hold the city in your sway? Not long, even admittedly in your own words.
Tori (Ghoul of Issac) - Issac, if you have beef with me, see me yourself. Don't send me your fucking lackeys.
Lawrence - You seem far too relaxed to be Issac's childe.
Snake - Quiet. Go figure...
Heather O'Connel - Good to hear that you're doing well. And that we hate the same people? It must be a cold day in hell when Brujah and Ventrue think alike. Thanks for the drink. She was a good vintage.
Gangrel
"Camarilla, not Camarilla. Pick a side of the fence and stay on it!"
Marshal - No one gave you our permission to take him. This is unforgivable.
Samuel - You are about to become the most unliked kindred in town. So is the life of the Scourge.
Duncan - Don't do anything stupid. Too late.
Cyren - Willing to go to the fence for you again. Say the word.
Malkavian
"Quiet. Except for Timmy. He should shut up."
Maria/Jenny Doll - Where have you been?
Koosh - In trouble with the law? I haven't seen you in ages.
Timmy - Jesus, and I though Eduard was bad. I'd trade you for Eduard any day of the week.
Wormwood - I have a newfound respect for you.
Nosferatu
"I trust these guys about as far as I could chuck Charles Monterey's ugly-assed, torpored body. Have a nice trip."
New Nosferatu - Cowards, all of you.
James Macsen - Well, we tried to have you killed. Too bad Lt. was so bad at it.
Benito Troyas - Vocal now that the Lt. is gone. Especially in Primogen matters. Well, if you want in, show up. Otherwise, shut up.
Heshe - Spooky. Maybe you're here to take the mantle? Hey, I think that's a piece of your face...
Toreador
"Go ahead, laugh it up. But remember, we're still your best and I might add only partners who take you seriously. No matter who wound up with who in the end, we are still the authority on how things are to be run. You'll figure this out eventually."
Celia O'Brien - No show. I suppose she has much to keep her busy though.
Ophelia - Pawn to prince. Knight captures Pawn. Checkmate. I'm sure she'll see things my way.
Max - Apparently, Wormwood isn't the only kindred who seems to take joy in crucifying himself.
Tremere
"Are you guys a clan anymore?"
Dr. Henry Armitage - You seem as brooding as ever Henry. Relax, take a breather. Oh wait, you're already dead. In any event, relax, enjoy the unlife.
The Whip - I keep seeing you around and you keep prying into Primogen matters. Good way to get yourself killed.
Moses Einhorn - You fucked with a clanmate. This shit is going to stop.
Caitiff and Other Assorted Scum
"You know, I can't help but feel sorry for some of these guys, but the rest of the masses make up for the good ones. Keep if useful. Scrape if not."
Father Sebastian Cavanaugh (Follower of Set) - The sooner you leave the better I'll feel.
Vinchenzo Giovanni (Giovanni) - I keep hearing that you've left. Thanks for the trade.
Dorrine - When I find you... you... will... die
