Pack: [[Exculpation]] ## Character Notes You didn't choose the divine madness, the divine madness chose you. From the moment you were turned, your existence as a vampire has been punctuated by ecstatic revelations, whispers from the divine, and the occasional run-of-the-mill hallucination. In your more lucid moments, you suspect this has something to do with the truly heroic dose of ayahuasca in your system when you were embraced (to quote your Sire "Wait, what the fuck?"), but whatever the case, your sights are set firmly on vistas beyond mortal ken. Luckily [[E Spencer (Ductus)]] and the rest of the pack don't mind your sporadic paroxysms. Honestly, they seem to enjoy the fits of revelation, if only because they usually lead to the pack going somewhere new and interesting and killing all the locals. Whatever the case, you feel right at home in this pack, even if you often forget to do the whole "violent monster from the shadows of prehisotry" routine they seem to love so much. ## Character Secrets You are the divine herald of Madness itself, spreading its reality-rejecting message across the world one twisting Truth at a time. Also, you're a heretic. Your pack, ever driving itself to greater heights of delicious violence, set its sights on the greatest of prizes; a pack full of Inquisitors. Not just any pack, but the most famed and feared of them all, [[Reasonable Doubt]]. Guided in part by your divine revelations, your packmates sowed chaos and ruin everywhere the Inquisitors might look, until finally overtaking and slaying their victims near the abandoned town of Megged's Hill. In what may be the single greatest prank ever played, the Inquisitors are somehow back. Despite each and every one of them dying after a long and vicious battle, they're part of the mass of vampires which is now converging on Megged's Hill to investigate some sort of "ritual" which was happening here. Not that you care about rituals, of course, bunch of superstitious nonsense. [[C Mac]] of [[Voir Dire]] wants to build an empire. You can see it in their every twitch and hear it in the lilt of their voice. They cannot do this alone. They will need a guide through the chaos, and a herald in the nights to come. You aren't terribly busy, so the thought isn't entirely unpleasant. Nonetheless, certain forms must be observed, and every *quid* must have its *pro quo*. What is Mac willing to offer? ## Character Goals You've long thought [[P Collins]] of [[Kangaroo]] was a great friend to have. Ever since that time you ate a bunch of hippies together and tripped out under a bridge for three days, you've been a fan. Collins isn't much of an investigator, but they seem to be great at making friends, and more importantly, great at getting wasted. Maybe Collins will be able to help you find out how the Inquisitors pulled off their resurrection trick. Failing that, Kangaroo seems like the kind of pack where you'd thrive. Maybe they'd be willing to shelter you if Exculpation comes under the knife.