Lillian is a Gangrel from Savannah.
Biography[]
Lillian was never meant to be Kindred. The wife of an Air Force officer, she spent her time taking care of her family and organizing the local Women's Shooting club. She had a normal life and one would think there was nothing about her that could attract the attention of a vampire[1].
Unfortunately for Lillian, she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. On her way home from the shooting range, she crossed paths with Adam Carter, a Gangrel fleeing from a Lupine. When Lillian saw the animal that leapt upon what seemed to be a poor, defenseless man, she reacted on pure, panicked instinct, pulled out her gun and fired. Her aim was true and it distracted the Lupine enough that Carter was able to finish it off. Then, lost to his bloodlust, Carter drained Lillian. When he was able to control himself, he was overcome by grief and Embraced the woman, obtaining the permission of the prince afterward.
Lillian did not adapt well to being a vampire. She spent most of her time with her sire who felt responsible for her. Only gradually did she become a part of Savannah's Kindred society, eventually going so far as to Embrace a childe of her own when given the opportunity, a soldier named Robert Price. Just when Lillian thought she had regained a stable existence, Clan Gangrel left the Camarilla. Lillian felt that she had to follow her sire, but couldn't bring herself to leave the Savannah area. With Atlanta under the control of the Sabbat, Prince Huxley approached Lillian and asked that she and her childe patrol Savannah's borders. Offered some direction, Lillian accepted, expanding her coterie with a fugitive Gangrel from Atlanta named Roger Goldman, and later with Savannah's only Caitiff, Johan Wrede.
While Lillian is technically not Camarilla, having left the sect when most of her clan did, she is still among the city's Kindred and is loosely considered on of Prince Huxley's advisors[2].
Description[]
- Lillian is tall and slender, with graying hair and blue eyes.
- Her brushes with frenzy have left her with ridges of fur running up her arms, as well as paw-like feet (usually hidden, painfully, in big boots).
References[]
- ↑ VTM: The Ventrue Chronicle, p. 129
- ↑ VTM: The Ventrue Chronicle, p. 102