Pack: [[Kangaroo]] ## Character Notes The whole universe just seems to have it out for you. Your whole life, everything that could go wrong, did, all culminating in the ultimate unlucky moment when you died. Then, as if that wasn't enough, the universe decided you needed to be brought back and kicked around some more, so you woke up as a vampire. Now, you're just trying to get through each night without giving karma too many chances to tie your shoelaces together. Luckily, you've managed to find a pretty solid crew with pack Kangaroo. [[B Welch (Ductus)]] is a decent ductus, even if he's infuriatingly optimistic. You've been with the group for a couple years, and you have to admit that they're pretty good at punching karma in the throat. Misfortune comes, and the vampires of this pack greet it molotov in hand. ## Character Secrets You are an infernalist. Like all the members of your pack, you worship King Zagam, He who brings Coin, Chaos, and Champagne. Thanks to His infernal blessing, your pack is kept at a constant, low-grade buzz, the kind that makes you funny and clever, but doesn't have you harassing strangers and hugging toilets. Additionally, His blessing has given you some temporary safety from the terrible luck which has plagued you all your life. You don't know how, but now bad things tend to happen to whomever is immediately to your left. You've noticed [[R Moss]] of [[Fruit of a Poison Tree]] watching you a few times. Admittedly, you've heard from others that you can be a bit jumpy, a lifetime of being splashed by every single car that ever drove by taught you that habit, but you really think Moss wants something from you. The idea of anyone from that pack of wild-eyed zealots having their eye on you is concerning. Admittedly, Moss does have some pretty interesting ideas on how pain can bring wisdom. If that's true, you might actually be some kind of prophet, given how much pain has come your way over the years. ## Character Goals King Zagam sent you a vision of [[D Sutton]] of [[Voir Dire]], and told you that they're in possession of a critical ritual element. After asking around, you learned that dried up old fang-collector has a tooth collected from some famous infernalist who died a bunch of thousands of years ago, and you need it to perform the ritual. How exactly you're supposed to get it from someone who literally collects the fangs of the people who cross them, you don't know.