You come from a revenant family that has served the Tzimisce Clan since the days of Ivan the Terrible, and that protection is all that stands between them and the abyss. You know how to take an order, which is why your first few nights as the Great Lady’s attaché went better than expected. Bound by contract and the Blood, you now spend a life of servitude in exchange for extra insurance your family members will be well taken care of.

You perform many different services for the Great Lady; you are her personal messenger and her eyes and ears in the mortal world. You spend your time listening in on other people’s conversations, making deals on your mistress’s behalf, and scour the news and the rumor mills for evidence of potential threats. Besides running errands outside the castle, you also assist the Great Lady from time to time in her grisly experiments, but are quietly grateful when you do. After all, your family of mercenaries has a reputation for being warmongers and illicit weapons dealers, and you used to be one of them. In your mistress’s service, you still look over your shoulder, but not as much as you once did.

Though serving a Fiend is not the life you may have wanted, you know your duty to your family is more important than your desires. You hear many things and, despite the horrible secrets you’ve acquired, you are utterly devoted to the Great Lady. Maybe one night, you might even earn the right to become like her, a Lord. Maybe then you will finally stop being afraid.

Image: He is dark-haired, rail-thin, and pale. He wears glasses and a suit that’s been provided to him by his mistress, as he is not allowed to choose his own clothes. He is moderately attractive, decidedly Russian, and wholly pledged to protecting the Great Lady and her estates in Bulgaria.

Roleplaying Hints: You are given a great deal of latitude when you travel outside of the castle walls, but inside you are expected do exactly and only what you’re told. Some tasks force you to stay awake and vigilant for hours on end, while others require no thinking at all. If the Great Lady would like some company for the evening, you are obligated to provide what she needs or find someone who will. You struggle to subvert your desire to become a vampire like your mistress, but you cling to that hope desperately. Though you would defend the Great Lady and your other family members at the cost of your own life, you cannot ignore your wish to join the powerful Fiends who control your family.