Allegra, Ventrue Primogen

 Image: A stunning young looking woman, soft dark blonde, almost brunette tousled locks resting on her shoulders with a gentle wave to them. Intelligent yet whimsically mischievous blue eyes enhance her ethereal beauty and make her slim build seem almost delicate. Her lithe figure is commonly covered by designer clothes and carries with herself a sensual arrogance to accompany her business like demeanour. A pale skin tone accentuates her seemingly enchanting beauty, it provides the perfect foil for her serious dark expression when anger finds her. At times, she wears thin wire framed glasses  that rest on her nose and widen and emphasize her stormy blue eyes. 

Background: Allegra was born in England, in a small upper class part of Southern England. She grew up a very normal lifestyle, never had a pony, but had the best schooling, no nanny but an excellent college. Passing her GCSE’s with a generally good set of grades, she found herself slipping when her parents placed her in the most expensive and hard working college in the country. She spent most of her time hanging out a club filled with dark haired, pale skinned individuals that called themselves “Kindred”. While she was there, her naiveté was treasured by one of the members, and one night she fell under his power of presence. He would have Embraced her then and there into the Sabbat, but her parents arrived and took the dazed teen home. Since that encounter, her studies improved and she passed her A-levels with flying colours. Against the wishes of her father, Allegra chose to study law and business at university. Of course, she applied to Cambridge and Oxford, but then decided she needed a change of scenery and took a gap year travelling the world, finally stopping back in England.

  Finding, not a university willing to take her on, but a company, she shortly became a favourite with the owner of the company for her flair and aggression in the boardroom. While there, she made a few friends that admired both her courage and beauty, one of them being a Tremere by the name of Nicholae. The time came when they were head to head in a battle to win a business deal. Allegra and Nicholae were evenly matched, aside from the fact Allegra had become a firm favourite with the company owner in that time. Allegra, ill advisedly and under the affects of Dutch courage as it were, propositioned him. Hating herself for her tactics, part of her hoped he would refuse, even if she did harbour a tiny spark of emotion for him. He declined and she, shattered by her own failure, especially in such a subject as seduction, spent the night in her office, crying tears of bitter hate. Her boss approached her a few nights later, she told him of the incident, followed by her question of “Am I really that repulsive?” He smiled charmingly, then whispered soothingly to her as he kissed her tenderly, blanketing her senses with a sharp pain then a loss of feeling.

Later that night, she woke again, hungry. For love, for lust, for him… forget it. Her Sire took her to his Haven and introduced her back to the world of pale skin and dark hair, back into the world of the Kindred. She didn’t turn up to the meeting the next evening. Nicholae noticed this, since she was his main competitor in the race for the deal. He found her the next night, alone in her office. He gently explained to her what he was and what she was. Touched by his kindness towards her, Allegra was confused when her sire, the current Ventrue Primogen told her that Nicholae was a bad influence on her. Nicholae and Allegra lost contact, since she left to run a business in Romania with her sire. In a recent turn of events, a Sabbat attack on the Elysium meant that her Sire was killed and diablerised, so now Allegra is the new Ventrue Primogen. As for her personal life, she refers to keep business and pleasure strictly separate, her icy demeanour matched only by the kindness of her heart.

  Role playing hints: You are torn.  Your love for Nicholae is hamstrung by the anger that you feel after his refusal of your advances along with more than a little fear that the quietly competent man you knew in London has become a power-thirsty despot.  Still, few are the days where you don’t wonder what might have been.  You are also resentful of Nicholae because he seems to be handing you ways to save yourself, you should be able to do it yourself.  If only that blasted blood mage hadn’t done such a thorough job of sewing up control of the city.  Nevertheless he remains a better friend than foe and thus do you wait to see what the future will bring.

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