Edward Scott, the Black Prince, is a representative of the Anarchs within Milwaukee.
Biography[]
| “ | Why do they call me The Prince?
It's rather a long story, I'm afraid. You see, they used to call me the Black Prince of Cornwall. But that was a long time ago, and they called me that because I argued and fought with them. Now I'm called the Black Prince by the Anarchs, and they do it to annoy the other Elders. As they often shorten "Black Prince" to just "Prince," they cause all sorts of confusion when the Elders are trying to talk to the Anarchs. Confusion leads to annoyance, which is just what we want. There's nothing we enjoy more than pissing off an Elder. I suppose I'm rather a representative of them. Prince of the Anarchs. I sit on the Council, often voicing their concerns or arguing with the other Elders to protect their safety. The Anarchs just seem so alive to me. They have energy and strength. We, the older generations, have grown soft and fat in our ancient wisdom. I sometimes get very tired of calm, rational conversation and pray something of highest insanity will happen, but with the Elders, it never does. We just sit around and glower at one another. What imbeciles. This is why I side with the Anarchs. At least, that's the reason I tell everybody. After centuries of battle, you learn to hide your true self. What I really hate is the unfairness of it all. When I was embraced, my Sire killed my wife and my son. That was a long time ago. Fourteen hundreds—I can't remember the exact date. My Sire was Sir Lorence, a famous knight of the time. I trusted him and allowed him into my castle. I can still see his kind face looking lovingly at my family just before he slew them. My own conversion was just another form of his play. I can't let any more Elders slay the young just because they are weaker. It has been done too many times. The old fear the young people's strength and vitality, and they covet it. Their victims need my help to protect their miserable lives. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so serious. The fools will probably end up killing me before I get tired of helping them out of every mess they get into. Like the time Turk and the Union broke into the bar, took hostages, and demanded a beer that "tasted great and was less filling." Several cases of beer were given to them by the proprietor, and each time a beer was tried, they would start the whole idiotic "tastes great—less filling" shouting match until finally, they would decide the beer was neither and demand another case. The police were flabbergasted and only got more confused when Turk and his boys started throwing shaken-up beer bottles out of the windows. The bottles would land on the grass, a leak would develop around the cap, and they would spin around in little circles, spraying policemen and squad cars alike with beer. They were almost killed for that one. "Breaking the Masquerade," claimed Gracis. I had to challenge him to a personal duel to get him to back down. The other Council members don't really respect me, and my challenges are the only thing keeping me alive. Then again, none of them have ever had the courage to take me up on one of my challenges. I'm not half as tough as I think I am. Everybody tells me I should be more careful, but I so enjoy the look on the other Elders' faces when I walk into a Council meeting in my bathrobe, a black leather jacket, or a bikini. They take themselves so seriously. My life wouldn't be half as interesting if they had a sense of humor. One day they'll kill me for it, but until then, I live like a Prince. |
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Edward Scott originated in Cornwall, where he was a rival lord involved in dynastic struggles. During the conflict, a knight named Sir Lorence came to his castle and managed to gain his trust. In a cruel fit, the knight killed his family and then Embraced the enraged Scott. This event cemented an enormous hate against elders and their authorities within the young Brujah, who swore to himself to watch over the interests of young vampires.
Even now, several hundred years later and an elder himself, Edward Scott continues to support the Anarch Movement over the Camarilla. Having taken up residence in Milwaukee, Edward Scott is called "The Prince" by the Anarchs, given his high position within the Camarilla and his sympathies for them. Scott does not mind, indeed, he enjoys it. Both Anarch gangs within the area respect him and Scott often defends them from the elders. Most of them disregard his opinions with open disdain.
In the 2010s, he helped subdue a rogue Carna of the Primogen and delivered her to her fellow Tremere Victor. However, she was able to escape them and defected to the Anarch Movement along with the newly-formed House Carna.
Fifth Edition[]
Akawa came to learn Edward Scott was his sire after the Brujah became Primogen for his clan in Milwaukee. Scott claims to not remember Akawa, who spat blood into Scott’s eye for saying so. Akawa believes his sire is afraid of him and suspects that’s why he’s disappeared from Milwaukee.
Character Sheet[]
Image: Scott is a tall, dark-haired man with a powerful body. He always has a sparkle in his eyes and a wry smile on his lips. He wears tight clothing to best show off his well-muscled chest and can often be found making half-hearted passes at beautiful women.
Roleplaying Hints: Smile a lot. Always look others in the eye and never say anything really serious. Mock the characters, the Elders, the Anarchs, the mortals, and anybody else you can think of (including yourself). Never get angry but retaliate with wicked jokes. You consider yourself quite the gentleman with the ladies and always compliment any female character on her looks every time you see her (even if she has just been through a battle and is burnt and bleeding). Your Cavalier nature should come through in times of trouble.
Haven: Scott has several homes, with his favorite being a small but elegant little apartment on the east side, not far from the lake.
Influence: Scott has a tremendous amount of influence with the Anarchs. He has friends among both the Union and the Blood Brothers, though he does not get along very well with either Turk or Akawa. The two gang leaders listen to him, however.
References[]
- VTM: Milwaukee by Night, p. 30-31
- VTM: Children of the Blood, p. 61-64
- VTM: Beckett's Jyhad Diary