Trudell

"You ever get bored of being dead? Me neither."

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Age means nothing to the hunter. The predator stalks through time and waits, patiently, at the edge of consciousness. To Trudell, the Beast is every-present, and the pulse of life makes its cries so pitiful that it simply can’t be sensed. Vampirism does not raise the beast, it merely makes it detectable. As an avid seeker of supernatural wisdom in life, Trudell remains so in death. As he advocated for the rights and privileges of others in life, so too does he in death. He does not fit into any measure of Kindred society, if only to offer them a stark and painful reflection of what they could be. His song has softened somewhat in recent years, and he loves him some Creedence. He found the Dead Nation on his own, and spoke to them, telling them that he could bring more Vampires among them, more who would throw off the shackles of the Kindred and join them as the inspired dead. He has come to rest in Detroit for the time being, making a habit of loyalty to Nina; in any other city, they would call him Harpy. Here, they just call him Dell.

Trudell

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