Sebastian Castagna
His blood is certainly not as refined as others, but being born in the Industrial Revolution in New York gave him an upper hand when bound by blood to the Lasombra. His embrace was far quicker than most, a truly rising star of mob cruelty and family rule.
Over the ages, he had many childer, no real ghouls. Like most Lasombra, he hated em. Raids against Camarilla and mortals alike, as well as their general need to carve some of the pie for themselves left him with quite a few dead and passed ghouls. Those were the worst kind. And so, he sought to replenish the stocks. Perhaps he was going about things all wrong. Brawn and brains were difficult to cultivate together, especially with the constant rise of world wars taking the best and brightest from his grasp.
So it was he considered the other sex. And why not? In death, was there really a difference between a dame and a gent? Here he found Charlotte, her uncanny sense of the dead, her training in linguistics, and a possible candidate for something he was loathe to do himself. Become a master of obtenebration.
His intent for this child was simple: use her to learn more of the shadows, destroy his rivals with the knowledge gained, and use her as bait to gain some status with elders.
Thankfully, he was as shallow as living men when it came to the fairer sex...
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