Jeremy E. Whittleby, Esq.

Name: Jeremy E. Whittleby, Esquire
Clan: Malkavian Primogen
Embraced At: 16
True Age: 22
Sire: Unknown
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Height: Unknown; responded "long enough for my legs to reach the ground"
Weight: Also unknown; responded by eating crayons
Hair Color/Style: Black, very long, hopelessly matted and tangled
Eyes: Blue
Distinguishing Marks: Left hand amputated at the wrist, crudely bandaged; "Kindred" carved into his forehead; other scars and burn marks scattered on his body, apparently self-inflicted
Clothing/Jewelry: Black cloak with dozens of mismatched pockets sewn on, worn boots, filthy white dress shirt, bright purple crushed velvet pants when he feels like it (and he doesn't usually feel like it)
Weapons: Responded by screaming "I'M A FEROCIOUS VAMPIRE!" and proceeding to vomit crayons
Languages Spoken: Latin, German, Squirrel (Claims to communicate with the rodent population have yet to be validated)
Marital Status: Married to two (misplaced), engaged to one (also misplaced), soon to be engaged to several hundred
Other Family: Phaedra Rose, daughter by freak accident; Zsofia Rose, granddaughter; Graeme Rose, grandson; James White, alternate personality (believed dead)
Occupation: Ferocious vampire, card-carrying Primogen member of the Bewarian Snooty Vampire's Club
Skills: Baking muffins, making up songs about muffins, annoying everyone within a fifty foot radius
Hobbies: Singing, blowing bubbles, getting married