Keita Abebe

Most would cower in fear when a mad man would strike at another man with augmented fangs, trying to devour them, like it did to the eleven warriors that fought and fell the demonic man. Not for Keita Abebe. Surely, one would think this hulk of a man would be able to crush even a bear with his enormous size and grounded build, he has no need to fear any man. Wrong. Keita is a curious individual, one who questioned everything about life, there was not a moment in his mind where he did not have a form of a question. Why are does the plant grow? why does the blinding light in the sky come up and go down, why do the shiny dots in the sky glisten until the bright ball in the sky rises again? Why is this man attacking him so pale? His spear did little to the man attacking him, the way he attacked and advanced fearlessly was like an animal striking its prey. The fight didn't last because one bite of the man on his neck rendered him weak and motionless, knocking Keita out until he awoke again, thirsty for blood and pain on his neck that felt like it had gotten broken. The man was nowhere in sight and he was alone once again, surrounded by his brothers that fell to the mad white man, smelling irresistibly delicious.

More than four-hundred years later, his mind never rested, in fact, the thirst for knowledge only increased much more. Being a part of the Teramere clan, coming only natural to him. His age gave him the title of an elder, one of the youngest but just as fearsome as the rest. He pursued knowledge, spending most of his time in his lonesome feeding his brain. As a thinker, he spoke less and observed more both in his former life and the present day he never passed judgement based on ones action, simply recorded the cause and effects.

For more than a hundred years of his life he had spent by himself traveling the world, learning new languages and cultures and whatever knowledge they had as well as learning about himself, who he was and what he had turned into. He was never sired or called by his vampire parent to the present day. He was free to roam embracing the advantages of being a lone wolf as well as the disadvantages, like being run off from cities but the older he grew the less trouble that became. It wasn't until he was around two-hundred years old that he joined the Teramere clan, seduced by their love of knowledge parring with their innate thirst for blood.

+2 Path of Blood
+1 Intellegence
+1 Strength