Samedi
The Samedi
bloodline may be an offshoot of the Nosferatu, or possibly
a branch of the Giovanni. Neither clan will take the credit
(or the blame?) for these Kindred. The Samedi bloodline
has only been around for a few hundred years. The line appeared
in Italy and the Caribbean. Only a very few of these Kindred
have come to the United States.
The Samedi
are easily identified by the shreds of rotting flesh constantly
falling from their bodies, and are often confused for zombies
by those unfamiliar with them. This bloodline claims no
allegiances, but is known to have members in both the Sabbat
and the Camarilla.
Those
who have done battle with the Samedi seldom forget the experience,
for the bloodline has the power to rob other Kindred of
their immortality - at least temporarily. The Samedi are
generally reviled as too disgusting to be allowed to survive;
only the fact that they can be powerful allies has kept
the bloodline from meeting obliteration at the hands of
the Camarilla.
The Samedi
are known to be competent assassins and bodyguards, and
can often be found serving anyone who can meet their price.
The Nosferatu and the Giovanni both seem to have an affinity
with these twisted Kindred, and most Samedi will refuse
to attack either of these clans unless paid a substantial
amount of money.
Nickname:
Stiffs or Zombies
Appearance:
Samedi look like corpses in fairly advanced stages of decomposition.
Their skin is soft to the touch leaking foul fluids at the
lightest contact. Certain Samedi are leathery and emaciated,
resembling shriveled mummies in appearance. In either case,
the Samedi's eyes are sunken in their heads and the lips
and gums have receded from their teeth. Almost all Samedi
lose the majority of their noses.
Haven:
Most Samedi prefer to maintain their havens in or near graveyards,
digging concealed tunnels into mausoleums or under the basement
levels of funeral homes.
Background:
The Samedi have only been appearing for a short time, but
over the last 200 years the bloodline has heavily expanded.
As a general rule, these Kindred seldom associate, and it
is extremely rare to find more than two of them in a city,
even one of substantial size. Most Samedi will confess to
having worked as coroners or morticians before being Embraced.
Many will also admit to being at the edge of suicide at
the time of the Embrace.
Character
Creation: Most Samedi were fascinated with death in their
kine lives, and are equally fascinated after having been
Embraced. Mental Attributes are Primary, and Knowledges
should be emphasized.
Disciplines:
Necromancy, Obfuscate, Thanatosis
Weaknesses:
Like the Nosferatu, the Samedi are hideous to look upon
and suffer from a zero in Appearance. The stench of decay
wafts from these Kindred, even in the lightest of winds,
and the unusual texture of the Samedi's skin is enough to
repulse even the strongest constitutions.
Organization:
Samedi appear to have no true organization. On the rare
occasions when two or more of these Kindred meet, they gossip
and go their separate ways. There is a small faction of
this bloodline that is trying to rectify this situation,
but so far no major changes have occurred. On the other
hand, reports have been made of small groups of these Kindred
meeting in graveyards late at night.
Quote:
"Are you so certain you are immortal? Come here; let's
discuss the truths of immortality ... let us join together
in a discussion of death. "
Stereotypes:
* Camarilla
- They fear us, and their fear is so sweet. They can have
their princes, and I'll even follow their laws, but for
them, every second around me is a horror even to their most
bestial members.
* Sabbat
- I'd sooner be dinner for an Antediluvian than face a pack
of those bastards. At least the Antedilovian would be more
honest about what he wants from you.
* Inconnu
- Tolerable lot. Keep to themselves for the most part, and
I can respect that. Someday I might even try to talk to
one, see what they're all about. Someday when I no longer
want to exist, that is ...