Baali Templates

It may be that the stars of heaven appear fair and pure simply because they are so far away from us, and we know nothing of their private life."

-- Heine, The Romantic School, 1853

Being purely evil doesn't make the Baali dull or uncreative. Indeed because of their lifestyles they are amongst the most varied of all the clans. The Baali use the character generation sytem detailed in the Players Guide to the Sabbat and follow the Paths of Evil Revelations, Ecstasy, or Baal (or the Path of Death and the Soul if a member of the Order of the Inner Light). Any templates that follow can be used for a Light as well as a true Baali.

Feel free to alter the numbers, Nature, Demeanor or any other aspect of the character you would like to. Templates are guidelines, the best characters are those which spring from your own imagination.

Aristocrat

"A prince should therefore have no other aim or thought, nor take up any other thing for his study, but war and its organization and discipline, for that is the only art that is necessary to one who commands."

-- Machiavelli

Quote

"It's always nice to see when someone of that class makes good of themselves. After all it happens so rarely; now where did that naughty fox go? "

Prelude

You grew up in the minor aristocracy. Your parents were nice enough when you saw them, but that wasn't very often. You went to all the right schools, were seen at all the right engagements, and had all the right interests. You were unfulfilled though. You quite enjoyed hunting, as befitted your station, but didn't really enjoy much else.

When you were twenty, you fell in love with a lower class girl. Although you knew it would cost you standing, you pursued her, and eventually the two of you began dating. A few months later you found out that she had worked as a prostitute. You were livid, and the next time you saw her you beat her into a near coma before she managed to escape. You fled to the family's summer home in the highlands.

The old house hadn't been used for quite a while and there was very little to do so you began reading some old tomes you found in the library. You found that one of them dealt with demon pacts. You read the spell aloud, promising your life for the power to find your ex-girlfriend and punish her. It was then that the demon appeared and granted you your wish by leading your sire to you.

Concept

You are the ultimate snob. You feel no remorse for your life, and feel that your new life only elevates you above even the kindred masses. You play the part of a Ventrue well, and have even managed to bring some of that clan closer to damnation. You secretly wish to become one of the Dukes of Hell and will find a way to do so.

Roleplaying Tips

You feign interest in the unlives of other Ventrue and upper-class Toreador. Sneer at those of lower birth and/or status than yourself. You are cultured and make sure everyone around you knows it. A stereotypical Ventrue (apart from the small fact of your true clan).

Equipment

A classic sports car. A wardrobe of conservatively tailored suits. A silver cigarette case with your family crest. A signet ring bearing the family arms.

Nature: Autocrat
Demeanor: Director
Concept: Aristocrat
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: The Harbingers of Decay
Infiltrator Order: Ventrue
Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2
Social: Charisma 3, Manipulation 5, Appearance 2
Talents: Acting 1, Alertness 1, Dodge 1, Empathy 3, Leadership 3, Subterfuge 5
Skills: Drive 1, Etiquette 3, Firearms 1 Knowledge: Bureaucracy 2, Finance 2, Investigation 1, Law 1, Linguistics 1, Occult 1, Politics 1
Disciplines: Dark Thaumaturgy 1 (Hands of Destruction 1), Dominate 3
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 2, Resources 4, Status 1
Virtues: Treachery 2, Cruelty 2, Courage 4
Path of Evil Revelations: 4
Willpower: 10
Corruption: 2
Investments: Psychic Tracker

Dark Warlock

"Where shall we meet again. In thunder, lightning or rain?"

-- Shakespeare, Macbeth.

Quote

"Non erravi perniciose!"

Prelude

You grew up in a family devoted to the dark powers. Your parents were both demon worshippers and had sacrificed your younger sister to the dark powers. When you weren't with the coven, you were at school. So good were you at hiding your family's secret that you were made president of the school's inter-faith society.

You learned all you could from your family's own coven, and then began searching further afield. During these apprenticeships you gained much ability but little in the way of real power. You dreamed of the day you could toss a fireball at your high school.

One night you participated in a dark rite with a new group. They were Baali and one of them embraced you after you had managed to summon an Imp from the abyss.

Concept

Brought up around magic, you are still fascinated by it. You don't like to 'waste time' however and take shortcuts in your magical learning. So far these have not affected you but...

Roleplaying Tips

You are facinated by magic, the flashier the better. You pretend to support House and Clan Tremere but in reality consider them a pack of doddering old fools of no value as anything except food. You do, however, go out of your way to learn new rituals from any source.

Equipment

Spellbook, libation cup, black robes, and of course an imp (who masquerades as an homonculus).

Nature: Deviant
Demeanor: Traditionalist
Concept: Dark Warlock
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: Bearers of the Inferno
Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 3, Stamina 3
Social: Charisma 1, Manipulation 3, Appearance 2
Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 5, Wits 2
Talents: Intimidation 3, Subterfuge 2
Skills: Drive 1, Etiquette 3, Melee 1, Stealth 2, Survival 2
Knowledge: Computer 1, Law 1, Investigation 1, Medicine 1, Occult 3, Politics 2, Tremere Lore 1
Disciplines: Dark Thaumaturgy 3 (Fires of Inferno 3), Thaumaturgy 3
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 1
Virtues: Treachery 2, Cruelty 3, Courage 3
Path of Evil Revelations: 5
Willpower: 3
Corruption: 5
Investments: Magic Sense, Guardian

The Disturbed Child

"There is a pleasure sure in being mad, which none but madmen know."

-- Dryden

Quote

"These big kids came up and started hitting Terry all over. I tried to stop them but they were too big. How come I'm not hurt?... They held me down, just like Daddy does when I'm naughty..... Oh Daddy says I can't tell you, otherwise I might get hurt."

Prelude

You were brought up in a loving household. Nothing bad ever happened to you but something was wrong with you. When you were six you convinced your best friend to drink some chemicals in the garage and sat enthralled as he writhed in agony and died. After that a series of 'accidents' followed you. It wasn't until your eighth birthday that you got caught in the act. You were attempting to burn down the neighbours' house while they were in it.

After a lengthy period of psycho-analysis you were diagnosed with a mental disorder. The psychologists were horrified by the stories of physical and sexual abuse you told them. Your parents were sent to jail on your 'evidence' and nobody ever realized that the stories were just that, stories.

You were placed in a mental hospital, and it was here that a Baali masquerading as a Malkavian found you. She could see why you were so evil; you had a malicious imp following you who was the cause of your 'temporary insanity' but you still seemed to enjoy the evil it created. She saw your potential and embraced you then and there.

Concept

You are an unbalanced individual. No longer mentally a child, you still inhabit a child's body and don't really mind; after all, everyone is so careless around you.

Roleplaying Tips

Play up the child angle. Make everyone believe you are a victim, that others are being nasty and trying to hurt you. Never admit guilt. Accidentally give away 'information' that you "don't understand". And always act the innocent.

Equipment

Oversized childs clothing, matches, and a bottle of cleaning solvent.

Nature: Conniver
Demeanor: Child
Concept: Disturbed child
Generation: 8
Loyalty Order: The Bearers of Pestilence
Infiltrator Order: Malkavian
Physical: Strength 3, Dexterity 1, Stamina 2
Social: Charisma 2, Manipulation 3, Appearance 3
Mental: Perception 4, Intelligence 3, Wits 3
Talents: Acting 3, Alertness 2, Brawl 1, Dodge 2, Empathy 2, Streetwise 1, Subterfuge 2<
Skills: Melee 2, Stealth 3, Survival 3
Knowledge: Linguistics 1, Occult 1, Malkavian Lore 2, Medicine 1
Disciplines: Dark Thaumaturgy 2 (Path of Pestilence 2), Dementation 2, Obfuscate 1
Backgrounds: Generation 5, Alternate Identity 1, Status 2, Resources 1
Virtues: Treachery 5, Cruelty 1, Courage 2
Path of Evil Revelations: 6
Willpower: 5
Flaws: Child, Piggy-Backer
Corruption: 3
Investments: Grim jaws, Invisibility to Animals

Family Member

"I deal with the dead as though they were living, and similarly the living as though they were dead."

-- Gilbert Lely

Quote

"I've got an offer you can't refuse."

Prelude

You had an unusual upbringing. Born into the Giovanni Family, your earliest memories are of crime-lords, and your uncle who was a Vampire. You spent years as an apprentice to the family. You learnt how to kill, steal, and rob-graves -- all important family skills. Your whole life was spent surrounded by the undead members of the family, but the only one you really got on with was your uncle. The two of you held many long discussions into the early mornings. Your discussions frequently dwelt on the darkest side of death. After one particularly dark discussion on demons, he embraced you.

Concept

For the first time in your life you have some power and status in your family, while at the same time no longer really being one of the family. Your uncle is still around although he does not wield much power. He has helped you in your demonic abilities, and you enjoy them very much.

Roleplaying Tips

You seek power within your family, although you never do anything to indicate you are anything but Giovanni. Still a few allies outside the family wouldn't hurt.

Equipment

Italian suit, briefcase, cellular phone, European sports car, and more gold and platinum credit cards than most medium sized corporations.

Nature: Sychophant
Demeanor: Architect
Concept: Family member
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: Terrorist
Infiltrator Order: Giovanni
Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2
Social: Charisma 3, Manipulation 2, Appearance 2
Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 4, Wits 3
Talents: Acting 1, Empathy 1, Alertness 2, Subterfuge 1
Skills: Drive 2, Etiquette 3, Music 2, Security 1, Stealth 1
Knowledges: Bureaucracy 2, Finance 2, Linguistics 2, Occult 5, Politics 1, Giovanni Lore 1
Disciplines: Daimoinon 1, Dark Thaumaturgy 1 (Path of Phobos 1), Necromancy 3
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 2, Mentor 1, Resources 4, Retainers 2
Virtues: Treachery 3, Cruelty 3, Courage 2
Path of Evil Revelations: 6
Willpower: 2
Corruption: 1
Investments: Smell Fear

The Glamour Queen

"Fashion, A despot whom the wise ridicule and obey."

-- Ambrose Bierce

Quote

"Thank you. You're too kind....I think it's simply wonderful...it's fabulous darling...I know, what rock did she crawl out from under?"

Prelude

The ultimate blonde. You grew up never particularly worried about money. Your parents provided what you wanted, with a minimum of stylish pleading. You drifted through school and university without ever really paying attention; after all nothing except your appearance was important. You had a number of relationships with both men and women, but never really cared about any of them, and quickly dumped them when they became inconvenient.

One night, when you were leaving a club you saw a small child bleeding in the gutter. Instead of going to its aid or calling for help you began to walk away; after all you couldn't get all messed up could you?. The Baali who had caused the child's discomfort liked your blase attitude, and embraced you on the spot. You haven't looked back since.

Concept

You are the blaze glamour queen. To you appearance is everything. You have started to enjoy manipulating others and quite enjoy the Baali lifestyle; although you lack any real commitment to the clan. You are never impressed by anything or anyone.

Equipment

Whatever is the cutting edge in fashion.

Nature: Bon-Vivant
Demeanor: Praise Seeker
Concept: Glamour Queen
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: Pleasurists
Infiltrator Order: Toreador
Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2
Social: Charisma 2, Manipulation 2, Appearance 4
Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 4, Wits 3
Talents: Acting 3, Athletics 2, Brawl 1, Dodge 1, Empathy 2, Seduction 1, Style 3
Skills: Drive 1, Etiquette 3, Firearms 1
Knowledge: Linguistics 1, Occult 4, Demon Lore 2, Toreador Lore 2, Investigation 1
Disciplines: Daimoinon 1, Dark Thaumaturgy 2 (Chains of Pleasure 2), Presence 2
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 1, Resources 3
Virtues: Treachery 3, Cruelty 2, Courage 3
Path of Evil Revelations: 5
Willpower: 3
Merits/Flaws: Blase, Deep Sleeper
Corruption: 3
Investments: Kiss of Hades, Pheromone Powers

Light Bearer

"I have loved righteousness and hated iniquity, therefore I die in exile."

-- Pope Gregory VII, 1085

Quote

"Well that is one way of looking at it, I'd prefer to think of it as a slightly dubious action. Now let's get right down to it: where did you say that ritual was?"

Prelude

You were the quiet neighbour. Nobody really knew you and you didn't really socialize much. You lived with your parents until your mid twenties when they both died. You stayed in the same house, and didn't go out much.

A series of mysterious disappearances led the police to you. When they dug up the back yard they found more than 30 bodies, all victims of rather gruesome murders. You were thrown in jail, but were freed by a group of Setites; one of whom embraced you. Later you found out that your sire was really a Baali. Nothing could have been better. You loved the power that the demons promised and revelled in the evil around you.

One night while you were hacking into a pregnant mother, you had a sudden attack of conscience, and since that time have begun to doubt the point of your existence.

A few weeks ago you received a visit from a strange vampire who helped you break from your old nature. You now try to purify your darker kin, and try to learn as much as possible to achieve this end.

Concept

The image of evil. You aren't. Try to lead others into the light without letting them connect this to your actions. Try to gain others trust, but do not let your true self show to anyone else of your clan.

Roleplaying Tips

You aren't ultra friendly to anyone. In fact you're really a bit cold. Deep down you desire friendship. You help others in the background but rarely can these forms of aid be traced back to you, and that is how you prefer it. If you encounter others of your true clan you try to fit in but would rather not deal with them. If anyone presents a source of knowledge to you, you will pursue it regardless of its flaws.

Equipement

A large library crammed into your small haven.
Nature: Architect
Demeanor: Deviant
Concept: Light Bearer
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: Seekers (Inner Light)
Infiltrator Order: Setite
Physical: Strength 3, Dexterity 1, Stamina 2
Social: Charisma 2, Manipulation 3, Appearance 3
Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 4, Wits 3
Talents: Acting 3, Alertness 1, Dodge 1, Empathy 3, Intimidation 3, Subterfuge 3
Skills: Animal Ken 1, Drive 2, Melee 1, Stealth 3
Knowledge: Linguistics 3, Medicine 1, Occult 3, Setite Lore 2
Disciplines: Dark Thaumaturgy 1 (Secret Knowledge 1), Obfuscate 1, Serpentis 2
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 1, Resources 1
Virtues: Callousness 1, Instincts 5, Courage 2
Path of Death and the Soul: 6
Willpower: 9
Corruption: 1
Investments: Bat Ears

The Mentor

"It is not an open enemy that has done me this dishonour, for then I could have bourne it. It was even thou, my companion, my guide and my own familiar friend."

-- Lord Henry Darnley, 1567

Quote

"There, there, its all right. Now, just relax. O.K. What's up?... now what exactly did he say?.... Look, don't worry, just do what seems natural... Don't worry about the rules, rules are only made to be broken aren't they?"

Prelude

You were always a shoulder to cry on for all your friends. You despised them for their weakness but never let it show. The losers who cried on your shoulder did provide you with valuable information that you used to bribe a number of minor personalities. Unfortunately one of them proved to be a Baali.

After a short time of moderate wealth, your new 'friend' closed down your business and you went totally broke. You didn't see this Baali again for almost a year when she stumbled upon you as you were stealing money from a sleeping drunk, it was then that she chose to make you one of the truly damned.

Concept

You are the confidant of the younger members of the clan (Nosferatu not Baali) and provide aid and information from the goodness of your heart. Every thing you do, though, either builds your power or serves to subtly corrupt others. You have even begun corrupting the ghouls who serve the Nosferatu of your city.

Roleplaying Tips

Never be judgemental or condescending. Appear to be genuinely interested in the unlives of others. Give advice often, although make sure it's good advice when it might be checked up on, so that if anything is ever traced back to you, you smell of roses.

Equipment

Just your comfortable, lived in clothes.
Nature: Conniver
Demeanor: Care-giver
Concept: Mentor
Generation: 8
Loyalty Order: Seeker
Infiltrator: Nosferatu
Physical: Strength 3, Dexterity 2, Stamina 3
Social: Charisma 2, Manipulation 3, Appearance 0
Mental: Perception 4, Intelligence 3, Wits 3
Talents: Acting 1, Alertness 3, Empathy 3, Intimidation 1, Streetwise 3, Subterfuge 2
Skills: Drive 2, Etiquette 1, Firearms 3, Melee 1, Stealth 1, Survival 1 Knowledge: Linguistics 1, Occult 1, Nosferatu Lore 3
Disciplines: Dark Thaumaturgy 2 (Secret Knowledge 2), Obfuscate 2
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 4, Generation 5, Status 3
Virtues: Treachery 3, Cruelty 1, Courage 4
Path of Evil Revelations: 7
Willpower: 4
Corruption: 4
Investments: Disgusting, Grim Jaws, Razor Fangs

Orphan Garou

"Whenever you observe an animal closely, you feel as if a human being sitting was inside there making fun of you."

-- Elias Canetti, The Human Province, 1978

Quote

"I'm so glad I found you guys. I thought I was some kind of freak. Its such a relief to know I'm not. I gladly offer my services to defeat the forces of corruption that are all around us."

Prelude

You grew up on a small farm. You never knew your birth parents having been put out for adoption. The couple who adopted you did so only to get some cheap labour; they worked you like an animal, for that was all you were to them.

You spent years slaving on the farm until a strange man arrived one day. He went and saw your 'parents;' there was a loud argument and a fight broke out. You hid in the roof and watched the fighting; the stranger had turned into a huge man-wolf. His fur was black and green and he tore savagely into your 'parents.' He heard a noise you had made, and stared straight at you. You presented yourself to him, showing no sign of fear. He was surprised by your behaviour and forced you into his car with him.

During the drive he told you of the Garou, and of his tribe -- the Black Spiral Dancers. He said you must be kinfolk to have behaved as you did. After an intense examination at his house he declared that you were not a werewolf, rather you were a distant decendent of one.

That night he delivered your semi-conscious body to an ally in the Sabbat, and you received your induction into the unlife of the Baali.

Concept

You hate the fact that you are not a true werewolf. You use your vampiric qualities to appear to be a member of the changing breed. You find the Black Spiral Dancers wonderful, and the other tribes disgusting. Still, what's the fun corrupting a Dancer? Now one of those Children of Gaia is another matter all together. Isn't it?

Roleplaying Tips

You find it easiest to convince the Garou that you are a newly changed orphan still trying to get his feet. You try to play the wolves against each other and work with the Black Spirals to bring about their downfall. However you are not beyond betraying the odd dancer; it is not in your interest for the tribe to grow too strong.

Equipment

Revolver with silver bullets hidden on your person. Otherwise nothing to endanger your cover.

Nature: Bravo
Demeanor: Deviant
Concept: Orphan Garou
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: The Bringers of Pain
Infiltrator Order: Shapechangers
Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 4, Stamina 4
Social: Charisma 2, Manipulation 2, Appearance 2
Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 2, Wits 3
Talents: Acting 2, Alertness 2, Brawl 5, Dodge 3, Subterfuge 2
Skills: Animal Ken 3, Etiquette 1, Stealth 3, Survival 2
Knowledges: Linguistics 1, Lupine Lore 1, Occult 2, Wyrm Lore 1
Disciplines: Dark Thaumaturgy 1 (Path of Phobos 1), Protean 4
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 2
Virtues: Treachery 3, Cruelty 1, Courage 4
Path of Evil Revelations: 4
Willpower: 4
Merits/Flaws: Gift of Proteus (2), Baby Face, Ruse of Wolf's Clothing
Corruption: 7
Investments: Journey to the Spirit Realm

The Twisted Psycho-Therapist

"Mens cuiusque is est quisque." ('The mind of each man is the man himself.")

-- Cicero (106-43 B.C.)

Quote

"Now just lie back and tell me about your childhood; did you have any dreams about being in confined spaces? So you are quite sure that you weren't abused? I think you might be just blocking it out; don't you think that's the most probable conclusion? Now let's talk about those dreams, shall we."

Prelude

You always got a perverse joy out of sick mind games. You loved making people doubt themselves, but for most of your life didn't have a real outlet for this vice. You were driven, however, and decided early on that you wanted to be paid to screw around with other people's brains. So you studied hard and went to one of the country's best psychology schools, graduating with top honours. You set up your own practice and soon had a string of clients.

After much experimentation you settled on helping people to "remember" their parents as Satanists, and ritual abusers. This gave you a perverse thrill for three reasons: first it destroyed the life of your patients. Secondly, it destroyed the lives of the patients' families, often leading to suicides. And third, in the long term it would hurt those few people who had actually suffered this type of abuse.

The party did not last long. After two years you were under investigation by the federal courts and your practise was bankrupt. It was then that your sire embraced you, opening up to you a whole new group of beings to play your little mind games with.

Concept

A medical professional out for some fun. You cared nothing about the people whose lives you destroyed and feel much the same way about those who you currently deal with.

Roleplaying Tips

You are basically sick. Constantly try to get others to doubt each other, those they deal with, and even themselves, all the while portraying yourself as the voice of all reason.

Equipment

Everything that is appropriate for a professional. You always carry a gold fob-watch for those episodes of 'hypnotherapy.'

Nature: Deviant
Demeanor: Architect
Concept: Twisted Psycho-Therapist
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: Bringers of Pain
Infiltrator Order: Tzimisce
Physical: Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2
Social: Charisma 3, Manipulation 4, Appearance 2
Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 4, Wits 3
Talents: Alertness 1, Dodge 1, Empathy 1, Intimidation 3, Subterfuge 2, Body Alteration 1
Skills: Drive 2, Etiquette 1, Firearms 1, Survival 1
Knowledges: Finance 1, Investigation 3, Linguistics 3, Occult 4, Politics 2, Science 1, Tzimisce Lore 1
Disciplines: Daimoinon 1, Dark Thaumaturgy 1 (Path of Torture 1), Vicissitude 2
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 1, Resources 2, Status 1
Virtues: Treachery 3, Cruelty 2, Courage 3
Path of Evil Revelations: 5
Willpower: 8
Corruption: 3
Investments: Razor Fangs, Razor Fingers, Smell Fear

Rebel Arsonist

"A great flame follows a little spark."

-- Dante Alighierei

Quote

"In everything, burn, burn, burn..."

Prelude

There was nothing out of the ordinary about your childhood. Your parents loved you but didn't spoil you. You lived in a medium sized house in a nice suburb. You weren't one of the 'in' crowd in school but neither were you a nerd. You got average marks, had average relationships, and were generally average.

You did have one unusual hobby though. You enjoyed lighting fires. Something about the way flames consumed things fascinated you. You used to sneak out to the edge of town and light small fires whenever you could. After a while the small fires held no fascination for you and you moved on to bigger things. You burnt down an abandoned house, and that made you really happy. So you moved on to even bigger things. During your last year of school you started two major fires. The first one burnt out several acres of National Park. The second burned down half a city block and unknown to you, killed the city's vampire prince.

After the second fire you met a strange woman who offered you the chance to light as many fires as you wished. You readily accepted, and love every minute of your new unlife.

Concept

Whilst most members of your clan are subtle, you certainly aren't. Your greatest joy is starting fires. Preferably under some stuffy vampire who thinks you're a common thug. You don't use your supernatural powers to start fires where others can see you. At least not without burning them down as well.

Roleplaying Tips

You act the rebel to the hilt. Your only real interest is fire. You are not scared of it, and in fact have mused that if you die you will get to spend a lot of time with it. That makes you happy. Still, you are not in any hurry, after all there is nothing flammable in Hades.

Equipment

Your most treasured possession is your grandfather's silver cigarette lighter that has help make the happiest moments of your life.

Nature: Bravo
Demeanor: Cavalier
Concept: Rebel Arsonist
Generation: 13
Loyalty Order: Bearers of the Inferno
Infiltrator Order: Brujah
Physical: Strength 4, Dexterity 3, Stamina 3
Social: Charisma 2, Manipulation 2, Appearance 2
Mental: Perception 3, Intelligence 3, Wits 2
Talents: Alertness 2, Athletics 2, Brawl 5, Dodge 2, Intimidation 1, Streetwise 1
Skills: Drive 2, Firearms 5, Melee 3, Stealth 2, Survival 1
Knowledge: Linguistics 2, Brujah Lore 1, Occult 2
Disciplines: Daimoinon 3, Dark Thaumaturgy 2 (Fires of the Inferno 2), Presence 1
Backgrounds: Alternate Identity 1
Virtues: Treachery 4, Cruelty 1, Courage 3
Path of Evil Revelations: 5
Willpower: 3
Corruption: 4
Investments: Toxic Blast

Appendix: Baali of Note

"I was not born to live a man's life but to be the stuff of future memory."

-- 'King Arthur', R. Rankin.

Commodus Antoninus

The son of Marcus Antoninus the so-called philosopher emperor of Rome, Commodus embodied all the worst aspects of the Roman character. He was, in life, base, shameless, cruel, lecherous, and debauched. He was removed from power by a great conspiracy of individuals who were horrified by his wanton cruelty. He was then embraced by the Baali who replaced him with a flesh-crafted ghoul who was then put to death by the conspirators. His years as a Baali have been unusual. At first he reveled in his newfound powers, cavorted with demons, and increased his cruelty tenfold. However deep down in his soul was a small part of his father's goodness. After centuries of revelling, Commodus grew bored. It was then that the seed of goodness started to grow within him. The lessons of his long dead father began to make sense. He founded the secret order of the Inner Light, trying to sway other members of the Clan to the side of good. He is now a fugitive amidst a clan of fugitives, and has remained in hiding for many years. He can appear as anyone, male or female, and has been known to visit those Baali who are beginning to have second thoughts to persuade them to embrace the inner light.

Gilles de Rais

The famous medieval torturer of small boys was one of the vilest Baali. He committed most of his known crimes during life and was snatched away from his final doom by a group of Baali who embraced him. His reign of terror continued for years, and he became head of the Bringers of Pain. All this ended when a Baali tribunal (a rare thing indead) declared his evil "too obvious" and called a blood hunt on him. It is unclear if he was destroyed or not, but none have heard of him since the early 1700's.

Rasputin

The Mad Monk of Russia is the source of much kindred gossip. Some claim him as a Malkavian, others as a Ventrue, and still others as a Nosferatu. In truth he is one of the most successful Baali Infiltrators. He has managed to infiltrate all three clans (and possibly others) without having to change identity. His flamboyant nature and visibility has led several Baali elders to consider him something of a liability to the clan, which may explain something of his current silence.

He is known to possess the Merit: Dark Faith and it is rumored that he has attained the maximum level possible in this field.

Semiramis

In life Semiramis was Queen of Assyria. She conquered Egypt, Libya, and most of Ethiopia. She built great walls around Babylon, built two mighty palaces and conected them via a magnificent tunnel, dug under the Euphrates. After a failed attack on India she handed the kingdom over to her treacherous son Adadnirari III, and withdrew from public life. It was then that she became one of the Baali.

Since her creation she has been one of the most important Baali elders. She has been a member of almost all the infiltration orders and is the current head of the Pleasurists. Her current identity is unknown as is her location. All that we know is that wherever she is she's up to no good.

Shaitan

Not a true Baali, Shaitan is one of the rare converts to the Baali cause. He is, in truth, a Capadocian, although even he barely remembers this fact. He is one of the most ancient of the 'Baali', and represents the brief time long ago, when the Baali actually recruited amongst the other clans (a practise long since abolished). For more information see: Chaos Factor.

Veronica Iscariot

Barely more than a Neonate, Veronica is one of the most successful Baali of recent years. She has gained great power from trafficking souls (rumored to be in excess of 300 within her first two years) to hell. Her current goal is to corrupt a group of Mages in order to improve both her own power, and to gain greater Prestige. She is nearing her goal of becoming a true demon (at least that is what she thinks...).

Through extensive missuse of Sanguinus, Serpentis, Visceratika, and Vicissitude she has changed her true form to that of a beautiful six armed woman, with the lower body of a serpent. Huge bat wings rise from her back. She rarely appears in this form though, as she can change her form at will (Vicissitude 9).

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