Dexter is a native to Los Angeles, having been born and raised in California all his life. Despite being born to a very well-connected man, Robert Sinclair, he tries his best to keep his last name from being mentioned at all. He didn't enjoy the luxuries that a silver spoon life could provide. He struck out on his own in his teenage years, got involved heavily in the underworld (so long as there was adrenaline), and became notoriously great at fist-fighting.
It wasn't until the Second Siege of Los Angeles by the Sabbat that he was brought into the fold of vampires and all that haunts the night. 2013 changed everything. Expected to be nothing more than cannon fodder for the attacks, Dexter prevailed and surprised his Sire by learning, adapting, and overcoming the odds. He's one of the few veterans of the westside Anarchs.
Most recently, he has been trying to carve out stability and longevity for 'generational wealth.' He has started to grow a business in the west and is pretty open to talking to anyone, so long as they're not Sabbat or Sabbat-sympathizers: it doesn't matter to him, people are individuals at their core.
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RP Hooks:
• UCLA: Dexter is typically in this neighborhood. He doesn't attend anymore but he's an alum with a very useless bachelor's degree that is doing a whole lotta nothing.
• Dirty, dirty, dirty...: Linens! Dexter owns laundromats, creating a thriving chain of businesses where people have eco-friendly options for cleaning their clothes. They're all dual purpose, cleverly split by a half-wall or large garage-styled openings to a cafe area with couches and tables.
• Westside: Dexter pulled away from his Sire and the Camarilla years ago, taking up space on westside LA. The creatures that go bump in the night are likely to have met him (or can meet him).
• Wanna know how I got these scars?: He was brought into the fold during the Second Siege and survived with actual blood on his hands. Sabbat blood. Perhaps you're old war buddies who want to catch up? Or just have mutual respect for each other?
• Combat Training: Dexter frequently practices fighting, both underground and at any gyms open at night. His skills are not limited to tossing the heaviest of hands, he is capable at baseball bats, crobars, swords, knives, and has a keen interest of firearms. Ranges and isolated areas are just as likely of places for him to be to practice.
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Goes By: Dexter James (he avoids using Sinclair as much as possible)
Apparent Age: late-20s to early-30s
Height: 1.88 m (6'2")
Weight: 92.9 kg (205 lbs)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown, if not dyed
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Profession: Entrepreneur
Markings:
• very many visible tattoos
• Permanent Fangs
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Clan: Brujah
Sect: Anarchs
Coterie: N/A
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Standing at 6'2", this man exudes an air of confidence and
individuality with his distinctive appearance. His brown eyes, sharp and
inquisitive, seem to possess a depth that hints at a wealth of experiences.
Framing his face is a neatly trimmed short beard, adding a touch of
ruggedness to his overall look, almost distracting from the fact that his
nose is slightly crooked from having broken it once or twice in his youth.
But what truly sets him apart are the patchwork tattoos that are scattered
across his entire body. The majority of exposed skin is a canvas for his
artistic self-expression. Intriguing symbols, vibrant colors, and strangely
crafted designs weave together to tell a story unique to him. From his neck
down to his fingertips, each tattoo holds a personal significance, reflecting
his passions, beliefs, and journeys (or just drunken bets when he was a
younger man).
His muscular physique suggests a dedication to physical fitness and
strength, accentuated by the tattoos that emphasize his well-defined arms,
shoulders, and chest. Despite the commanding presence he exudes, there's a
friendly disposition that contrasts stark against all the ink staining his
body.
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