Ivan Stigr

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Ivan Stigr (Retired)
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Pronouns He/Him
Clan Nosferatu
Sect Camarilla
Social Class Ancilla
Morality Humanity

Further Information

Description

Nosferatu that during his Embrace was plunged into the Icy waters of the north atlantic, resulting in his body being riddled with permanent Ice and blue skin. He is socially inept but manages to survive with raw intelligence and strength.

Timeline

Year the character was born: 1750

Year the character was Embraced: 1819

Year the character left Accounting : 1870

Year the character moved to their current City: 2021

Bio

Son of Christian Stigr a merchant that made his fortune during the Danish-Icelandic Trade Monopoly. Ivan was born in 1750 and grew up as any son of a trade merchant would have. He spent many years aboard ocean vessels with this father and was given books and charts to study on his long voyages with his father. During the months that he was not at sea Ivan would spend many hours helping his mother tend to the family farm that she would maintain for her husband. This led Ivan to be a strong and intelligent young man but his social interactions were subject to sailors and farmers, so he never did learn the pleasantries of refined society.

In 1783 Mount Laki erupted destroying much of Ivan’s village and also killing his mother and family. When the mountain had erupted Ivan was a married man with a 5 yr. old child. Ivan was away tending to his father’s business on yet another long voyage when the eruption began. Upon his return home Ivan found his home burned to the ground all of his worldly goods destroyed and the burn ash covered corpse of his wife was barely distinguishable. She was found near their home close to a stream that ran toward the ocean. It was assumed that she had ran to the stream that head down to the ocean in hopes of outrunning the lava flow. The stream had no water in it an only cooling molten rock. Ivan’s son was lost and it was believed that anything that might be left of Krogvar (Ivan’s son) was buried and burn inside that molten grave. Ivan’s wife must have put their son in a rowboat but was too slow to get away from the coming eruption. She must have died in agony as she watched her child burn alive inside the boat.

After the eruption of Laki the trade monopoly failed due to much of the people and livestock of Iceland dying. The Móðuharðindin or "Mist Hardships" years followed. Ivan tried to eek out a living as best he could but had little hope of his future until the Napoleonic Wars. Ivan fought in the wars and his prowess in battle coupled with his raw intelligence gave him much success in the wars. He even began to profit from the spoils of those wars. After the Treaty of Kiel in 1814 that ended the wars Iceland belonged to Denmark. Ivan returned to Iceland with a new life ahead of him after the wars, while he was considered an older man he also was greatly sought after for his new found fortune. During the wars Ivan had seen things that many people would have thought impossible. During one conflict Ivan had been injured and left for dead. During the days that passed he struggled to survive and he had seen cloaked figures scouring the dead bodies for items. Ivan had managed to find a place to hide and tend to his injuries, but he watched these men move about the battlefields and perform strange acts that could only be described as magick. Ivan kept these sights he saw secret else he surely would have been labeled as insane from the horrors of war. It was about a year after Ivan had reestablished himself that these cloaked figures had once again entered into his life. One evening he was traveling near the docks when he saw a man that wore a robe with an emblem on it and Ivan immediately recognized it as the same robes he had seen on the battlefield.

Months went by and Ivan became obsessed with the occult and any form of magic lore he could find. It became a passion that spurred him onward and a new excitement in life that he had not know for some time. New people were coming into Iceland to tackle the harsh land that still grew more bitter and unwelcoming than ever before. Ivan knew that these people were not here for farming or other mundane toil. There must be here because they were hiding something, something that Ivan desperately wanted to learn about.

More months passed and Ivan began to meet interesting people as he studied the strange new concepts of magical lore. But with his eagerness and massive intelligence Ivan had never bothered to learn the best social etiquette . This would be his ultimate downfall. Ivan had become to good at amassing knowledge and that brought him to the attention of the Nosferatu clan. One Nosferatu had been watching him for awhile and thought Ivan was a great potential candidate for the clan. But her desire to take Ivan as hers was cut short when she became the object of a Rogue group of Tremere, that were secretly trying to replicate the Gargoyle Ritual that had been banned to ever be used again. The Tremere had captured Ivan’s to be sire and she managed to convince them that she would not make a good candidate for becoming a Gargoyle. She had told them that she would bring mortals to them and turn them, so that the Tremere could have an unending supply of fresh Nosferatu to transform. Ivan was of course her first choice, but it would also be her last choice. She gabbed Ivan one evening and delivered him to the Tremere chantry. She told the Tremere that should would only turn the mortals at the chantry for fear that the Prince would find out and she would surely be killed. Ivan was ghouled by the Nosferatu and forced to train with a Gangrel kindred by the name of Pennysize.

Ivan saw his image in the dungeons water trough twist everytime his sire would force her blood into him. His new life was dreadful and frought with constant nightly fights. Five years went by as the Gangrel Pennysize toyed with him easily out powering him. He was a monsterous ghoul and she was a full kindred, he had no chance to win but still he fought every night hoping for some form of escape. Then the night came where Ivan’s sire came on her monthly visit and this night was different. It was time for the embrace and with that Ivan knew his chance at freedom was doomed, for shortly after his embrace the Tremere would turn him into a Gargoyle. Five long and miserable years Ivan had fought to escape, five years the Tremere had pretended that they were Ivan’s benefactor using his war spoils for their own money and goals, Five years of hope of escape and five years of hatred for his captors was about to end. Every fight was about to be for nothing. Ivan’s sire bit deeply and Ivan felt his last breath leave his body. He marveled at the cloudy breath, the heat of life leaving him never to return. The embrace was commencing and his new horrible life was about to begin. Just then the doors to the Chantry burst open and in came a group of people moving only the way kindred move. Shouts of disbelief and betrayal echoed around Ivan as he fell to the floor and his Sire lept at the Tremere intent on killing them. Ivan was struggling through the embrace, but was holding on to consciousness, when he felt himself being dragged away. He saw Pennysize holding him, pulling him toward the open window that overlooked the ocean hundreds of feet below. A falling sensation, then the frozen waters surrounded him. Ice clung to his skin as he sank into the water. Jagged shards of ice like glass skewered his body and became one with him, twisting his once handsome face more than the ravages of being a ghoul had ever done. He watched horrified as his skin turn as blue as the glacier ice and jagged ice jutted from his body.

Ivan awoke a week later in the hold of a ship to the smiling face of Pennysize his savior. She told him that the Camarilla had stormed the chantry and put the Tremere to death for what they were planning. As Ivan was a kindred now he had new rules to follow, but he also was not acknowledged so his best chance at survival was to leave and go into seclusion until they could find a Prince that would listen to their plea and prove to him that Ivan indeed deserved to be a member of Kindred society.

Years became decades as Ivan and Pennysize travelled the world learing from who they could, and seeking accepting audience with Princes. Most princes turned them away, a few set their scourges upon them. Ivan and Pennysize grew to be formidable fighters and learned to survive. Ivan never lost his desire for knowledge of the unusual and learn many lores in their journey. Living on the outskirts of Kindred society also allowed them to encounter other supernatural creatures such as Shapeshifters and Fairy Folk and even Ghosts. Those encounters were cautious and dangerous but usually they got out without much more than bumps and bruises, and the occasional missing limb. After fifty year of traveling and learning Ivan returned with Pennysize to Norway, where they sought an audience with the Prince. During their cautious entrance into the city as to avoid the scourge. They came across a group of Sabatt that were at work also trying to find a way into the city. A long fight occurred and Pennysize and Ivan emerged victorious. With the knowledge that they had thwarted a Sabatt incursion into the city they took the ash and torpored bodies to the Prince’s court as gifts. While Pennysize was Acknowledged before she had met Ivan she also understood the ramifications of sheltering an unacknowledged kindred, now was the opportunity to gain acknowledgement for Ivan. The dedication of an unacknowledged kindred was greeted with the Acknowledgement for Ivan. Pennysize was given great praise for her accomplishment and when her name was asked, she said that she is known as Pennysize, but that they may call her Ursula.

Ivan and Ursula have spent years together in different towns and places around the world never staying more than 20 years or more in anyone place, but their names have gained renown in the Camarilla and they are known to be staunch protectors of the Ivory Tower wherever they go.

Rumors

He dislikes Tremere. His disgust for weak Nosferatu is beyond his distaste of the Tremere.
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Quotes

I do not trust Nose wiggling spell chuckers!
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OOC Information
Player Vern Utt
Pronouns He/Him
MES # US2002022910
Domain PA-020-D
Storyteller Kevin Tapper