Remember Whitlock

Faceclaim: Freddy Carter

Pronouns: He/Him
Height: 6’8”
Build: Rail thin
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Skin Color: Pale
Occupation: Bookstore clerk

Apparent Age: 30
Date of Birth: 1995
Date of Embrace: March 12th, 2025

Sire: Silas Moore
Childer: None

City Status: 3
City Title: Deputy

Clan: Nosferatu
Bloodline: Lygos
Clan Status: 1
Clan Title: Cousin

Covenant: None
Covenant Title: N/A

Visible Effects: Giant

Description: Remember Whitlock stands just shy of seven feet tall, all wire and bone beneath a threadbare coat that clings to his spidery frame like ivy on old stone. His pallor is corpse-pale, stretched tight over sharp cheekbones and a long, angular face that calls to mind both ascetic monks and famine specters. His eyes—dark, deep-set, and too still—seem to drink in light rather than reflect it.

Artificial lights flicker and hum when he passes, as if unsure how to behave in his presence. The air bends subtly around him, casting his limbs in unnatural shadows that flick and crawl even when he stands still. His voice is low, brittle, and soft-spoken—like dry pages turning in an abandoned church. No matter how long you speak to him, you always leave with the sense that you were the one being watched.

Personality: Remember Whitlock is reserved and soft-spoken, his words chosen with care and delivered in a voice like dusk—quiet, deliberate, and weighty. He carries himself with a stillness that unsettles, as though he’s always listening to something just beneath the surface of the world. Even in kindness, there’s an edge to him—a tension in the air, a sense that something old and dangerous is coiled just behind his eyes. Whether he’s offering comfort or delivering a warning, people rarely breathe easy in his presence.