Height: 6'5"
Weight: 238lbs.
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Brown
Clan: Caitiff (Pander)
Generation: 10th
Embrace Date: 27 December 1961

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Description: Bob might have been considered handsome, once, back in the early 60s or so. But not anymore. He is very tall, weathered, and lean. He looks a few decades out of date with badly styled blonde hair and narrow, beady eyes. His teeth are slightly misshapen, his jaw is a little crooked, and his nose looks like it was broken and never set quite right. Because of his height, Bob is a naturally intimidating kind of guy. His looks only emphasize his intimidation. Bob is actually fairly soft spoken, all things considered, and he has a wickedly sharp sense of humor. He almost never dresses up, and even among blue collar folks comes off as cheap or well worn.



Brief Bio: Bob is a hell of a hand in a fight, but most of his skills were learned post embrace. He was a Texas ranch hand in life, and while one wouldn't guess it by looking at him, he has a way with animals, especially horses. Bob is that Pander that just somehow managed to survive long enough to be useful, and once he got good, he became reliable.

Bob is an admitted Diablerist. He has quite a few disciplines at his disposal, and took pride in being able to take down small groups of exposed Anarchs in order to pave the way for actual attacks on more hardened targets for the Sabbat. He also admits he never really had a choice in the matter until one night, his pack either left him or got itself destroyed. He moved around on his own, picking up bits and pieces of lore as he went, trading his own knowledge of disciplines in exchange. When Archon Lorenzo came in with a new crop of Tremere and swiftly removed most of the major players and installed his own Prince, Bob gambled that he could be useful by putting his skills to task. Sure, he's still just a pawn doing grunt work. But at least the Cammies pay better. Besides, his job has only gotten easier.

Bob understands Simone's reluctance to trust him, especially given his history. But at the same time it annoys him too, because in his mind, he didn't have to be honest about who or what he was. He hasn't done anything to give her a reason not to trust him, and he is a member of the 1UP coterie that carries some heavy hitters, so it has to count for something, right?

In addition to his association with 1UP, Bob has developed a few Industrial connections in exchange for throwing the Nosferatu a couple bones.

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Inventory:
-1978 Ford Bronco in excellent condition
-Half a pack of Black & Milds
-A cheap "crack" lighter
-56.00 in cash
-A toolbox full of tools in the back
-A change of pretty clean work clothes
-Ice chest full of beer to share with co-workers
-.357 Magnum Revolver

Noteworthy Rumors:
-He wasn't ever actually in the Sabbat.
-He hasn't actually left the Sabbat.
-Bob looks after Simone because he is her sire.
-He looks after Simone because he wants to eat her.
-He actually calls the shots for 1UP.
-Bob can play a guitar.
-He would love to own a horse ranch
-He knows the discipline Viscissitude.
-Bob also knows the discipline Auspex.
-Bob knows all three of the physical disciplines.