Nahum
8th generation Ventrue chamberlain
Appearance: A slender Native American woman in her late 40s,
with silver hair worn in a very long braid. Piercing black eyes
study the world from her wizened face. She is dressed in a
flowing dress of blue silk with a white sash and a sapphire
pendant adorns her neckline.
Nahum was born in the 17th century in the Iriquois land of
what is now western New York state. She was the first childe
embraced by Jarvis Burleigh after he came to the New World
with his sire Archimedes, to help Jarvis better understand
the indigenous people. Since that time, she has lived with
and apart from her elders, and came to permanently settle in
Detroit in the 1920s. Archimedes appointed her to manage
his mundane affairs, and she oversaw the growth of the
region’s lumber, shipping and automotive industries. With her
advisement the Prince’s investments have grown exponentially.
The past thirty years have been the most rewarding and
enjoyable in Nahum’s existence. Detroit shines as a city of
prosperity and Archimedes’s domain is the envy of Princes
across the Camarilla. The only blemish in this picture is
that Archimedes himself has grown more distant, and less
interested in nightly events as of late. When once Archimedes
would smile and rise to greet her, now he barely acknowledges
her presence until she has spoken to him. Especially now
since Jarvis left to sit on the Primogen council in New Orleans
last year, Archimedes has delegated more authority to his
descendants and ceased attending the Primogen meetings.
Nahum is very worried about him and the message this sends
to the other kindred, but she doesn’t dare question his decisions.
The other night you discovered why the Prince has been acting so
strange. You arrived a little early to one of his havens to
discuss the management of some of his investments. Archimedes
was not alone. You overheard him speaking angrily with the heads
of several other clans, including the Tremere, the Nosferatu and
the Giovanni! What urgent reason would bring these rivals of
Elysium to meet privately with the Prince? But it was this
wrath-filled statement from Archimedes’s lips as you walked up
his carpeted stairs that froze you in your tracks: “Soon none
of you will beg me for my vitae again. I will leave this form
behind, and become as a god to what I am now.”
As you waited outside, the other elders filed out with grim
expressions. Archimedes shouted to you that he did not want to be
disturbed that night, so you quickly left. The others would not
tell you about their meeting, and hatefully told you not to speak
of it.
Tonight is the Prince’s court, and once again Archimedes is not
present. Neither are most of the Primogen. This is very, very
unusual. The kindred who have gathered in the subterranean chamber
at Fort Detroit where court is held are agitated and quarrelsome.
Thomas Dresen, the Keeper has had to remind several attendees that
they are in Elysium. Such a thing would never happen if the Prince
were present.
Reports are circulating that there has been a riot on Twelfth Street.
Since that is one of the poorer areas of the city, and the press hasn’t
been covering it much, it should blow over in a few days like such
events have done in the past. Accompanying these reports are rumors
that Sabbat diablerists have been seen moving into Detroit. While this
is alarming news, more needs to be learned before any course of action
can be taken. Besides, if Archimedes isn’t here, he must be handling
things himself or else these events simply aren’t important enough for
him to be bothered by them. You must find some way to contact the
Prince, and ask for his advice, even at the risk of angering him.
Stryck Wiki