Player Name: Josh

AIM Contact: Angrydurf

Character Name: Vincent St. Cloud, aka: Vince, Saint. Never "Vinnie".

Date & Place of Birth: 25 May 1982; Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Character Type: Lukoi

Character Occupation & Skills: Vince is the artiste of the slightly shady deal. He's always got some scam going but the thing is they always make him money. Small-time con man and thief is how the police have classified it. However, they've never managed to get enough to charge him.

Vincent has a silver tongue and fast hands, years as a pickpocket still serve him well. His skills at the cold read are his bread and butter. All of it is enough to keep him living comfortably without having to work an honest day in his life. Of course, his wrong side of the tracks upbringing and time in the Frenzy under the Butcher has left him with more than passing skill in a brawl as well.

Abilities: Vince has the standard suite of lukoi abilities, strong, fast, heightened senses, heals just about anything. He's a bit stronger than the average wolf but that's more due to an extensive workout regime than anything innate.

His real gift however is in reading people, new Frenzy members murmur about telepathy but the reality is far simpler. Between years of scamming for a living and werewolf senses, Vince is able to pick up on a lot that goes simply unnoticed by most. After that its just a few educated guesses and he's got you pegged. The most notable side effect is he also knows what others look for which lets him dodge most of the tells that weres use to scent lies.

Appearance: Vince looks exactly like most think a member of The Frenzy from the Butcher's era should look. He's big, around six foot, but his overdeveloped upper body makes him look shorter. Very much muscles on muscles not even just showy body builder muscles but a build carved from a near obsession with weightlifting (his way of escaping the world). He keeps his head shaved smooth, and fits the bad-ass biker image to a T. He's handsome in a bad boy, that would be fun kinda way, with dark brown eyes and olive skin. He most commonly wears simple jeans and t-shirts, often not even the shirt when on the "job", unless his most recent scam demands something more refined.

In wolf form Vince has rangy brown fur and continues to be heavily muscled especially through the chest and shoulders, a build more common in pit bulls than wolves. His muzzle is somewhat shorter than a normal wolf's as well. Between his size and build it's hard to mistake his wolf as anything but a wild predator although he has no discernible wolf breed.

Personality & History: Vincent was born on the wrong side of the tracks and grew up with nothing but what he could steal. His mother and father lived in a loveless abyss, slaves to their vices and apathy. There was no one to catch him as he fell through he cracks, at least that's what his bleeding heart lawyer said to get his record expunged. The DA said he was a cancer on the good city of Baton Rouge, a "no good second-rate con with no prospects and fewer morals". Then there's the truth.

By age sixteen when this little particular debate took place, Vince had well established he wasn't going to work himself into an early grave as his parents seemed so intent on. He was made for something better, or at least easier.

So let's get back to the beginning, birth and childhood. It's all a nature meets nurture debate. His folks spent every hour working to keep the family fed and housed, not much time to see Vince join up with the wrong crowd. Oh, the school called, sent mail, even a truancy officer. Vince intercepted them all one way or another. By the time he was bouncing in and out of Juvenile detention everyone just gave up.

Well, except for the bleeding heart lawyer. Thanks to him Vince made the dash up to bigger and better scores in New Orleans with a clean record. Once in the Big Easy, Vince really came into his own. He had the fastest hands on the street, a winning smile with the ladies, and a plan. Well, a vision. Okay, more a loose idea of working bigger and bigger scams till he had enough to stop "working".

After a couple months in New Orleans it hadn't happened and since that was about how long Vince would stick with something, he had to get something better going and he saw his chance. There was a man who had worked the French Quarter for most of his life. He was supposed to be the best. Vince managed to impress him enough to get bit parts in his bigger scams and learn the ropes.

Vincent skated through, talent and pluck carrying him along. Then they scammed the wrong guy, got greedy and suffered the subsequent beating. His mentor died, while Vincent survived the fangs and claws of this particular thrashing. Vince dragged himself home somehow, or maybe something else did, he certainly doesn't remember either way.

He does remember hearing them call the next full moon, and running to meet them. He hasn't left since.

Vince enjoyed the Frenzy at first. They were respected, feared. Sure, not rich, but they took what they wanted so who needed money? He was young and caught up in it all. Unfortunately there wasn't much in the way of female attention and unlike some of his pack mates, rape just didn't do it. Two years later, he found his solution in an aging Eros. The younger wolf managed to kill the older pack mate and claim his spoils, first crack at all the lovely ladies. Well at least that's what he thought he was signing up for.

When the Butcher explained his new duties, it didn't sound so hard. Sleep with new females, bash down their beast if they start to shift. Easy, right? Wrong, turns out that's a bit taxing and its more than a little distracting from the pleasure of the event. His own control was strained just trying to keep up. This was work and the closest thing to real work he had done in his short life. He re-evaluated how this was done and found a better way, a con.

The key to a good con is figuring out what your mark needs then providing it too them in some fashion. So as Eros all he had to do was see what the new wolves needed, get a read off them and then see that it provided. Some needed it gentle, some needed the Eranthe, the key was seeing what they needed and never pushing them out of control. Then they could figure it out on their own and be good to go. Easy as pie. As a bonus it was getting fun again.

This worked for quite a while. Vince would get them ready to handle their beast and send them out. He didn't really pay much attention to anything else they did, after all, it wasn't his problem. A few months before Dumas took over, Vince lost his first trainee. She was a on a bad path before the Frenzy took her in, and afterwards she didn't even slow a little. Vince ignored it, she could keep cool in bed and if she wanted to charge for it, that was her choice. When a john got too rough and she ripped him apart, the Butcher lived up to his name at her execution.

Vince still sees her death as his fault. After that he took a more active role in integrating a lot more than sex in his charges new lives. Especially when another kid on that same bad path was sent to him. Many would have said Hopeless lived up to her namesake when she arrived in the pack. Vincent saw her as a chance at redemption. When she eventually became Eranthe he was ecstatic.

When Dumas started pimping out the females Vincent protested that it was a bad idea. Going Fenrir wasn't an option -- he was upset, not suicidal. So when a girl came across Vincent's bed that wouldn't handle the prostitution, he would imply she wasn't ready even after her beast was under control. Never an outright lie, Vince wasn't that good. Dumas never looked too closely as Vincent was quick to send out the ones who could handle the lifestyle Dumas demanded of them. The lies Vince told to his alpha are his greatest, and most dangerous secret.

It was a relief when Mariah took over he was glad to see Dumas go. When old friends left refusing to serve under a woman, however, he was infuriated at their cowardice. Those that left, he has lost all respect for and he is unimpressed at the Lazarus for taking them in so readily. As for Mariah herself time will tell if she's weak or not, if she is she'll be replaced. Still Vince has been heard to say safe money is on her being around for a long time.