Clan: Lasombra
Sect: Camarilla
Player: Krayt | Keane [P4NZ3RINO]
P 4 N Z 3 R · 2024-06-01
Name: Krayt
Clan: Lasombra
Sire: M'Barca
Sect: Camarilla..?
Rank/Title: Fledgeling
Generation: 11th
Apparent Age: 26
True Age: We're not that fancy
Nationality: We're the kids in America
Profession: Gangster
Credibility: Street
Description: Carelessly gangster, she possesses a masculine assurity next to her womanly presence. Her hair is usually short and naturally glossy dark black with icy, minty green eyes glazed gold like a white wine. She is painted with many tattoos that crawl over nearly every exposed inch of skin and she wears nice suits almost just to wrinkle them.
Obvious Advantages: Stunning
Obvious Flaws: Infamy 1 (Underworld)
P 4 N Z 3 R · 2026-01-18
Whispers
Politics DC 4, Anarch, Ashirra They say Krayt wasn’t Embraced in the Tower at all. Word is it happened among the Anarchs, messy and illegal—and her sire wasn’t even Camarilla. Ashirra blood, slipped in sideways. Nobody agrees on who signed off on it. Nobody agrees on who paid the price.
Occult DC 4, Camarilla Circulatory System drivers keep losing trucks. Clean hits. No bodies. No leads. Only thing anyone agrees on is the suit—expensive, tailored, out of place. By the time they realize what’s missing, they're already gone.
Streetwise DC 4 Krayt’s got a body shop down in the industrial sprawl. Off the books. Off the map. Keeps strange company there, too—elegant types who don’t belong in grease and steel. People swear they’ve seen her with someone who looks like a key political player.
Streetwise DC 4 In the criminal world, Krayt doesn’t just hunt prey—she collects answers. She drags criminals in to pay for other people’s sins. Nobody’s sure who she works for, only that when she shows up, someone’s about to balance a ledger they didn’t know they owed.
Streetwise DC 4, Infamy "Detroit" Krayt won’t say her name anymore. Job went bad, whole crew wiped, money vanished. Some say she flipped on her own people. Others say she was the only one who walked out. Either way, nobody there will work with her twice—and most won’t work with her once.