Perhaps he was the kidnapped child of some affluent
resident of California, or perhaps he was abandoned on a doorstep. He could
not tell you. He doesn't remember, doesn't know, and his master never told
him anything about it. All he has known is a long string of twisted
He is a broken doll whose knowledge of perversion could
easily put Donatien-Alphonse-Françoise de Sade to shame. His earliest
memories are just as a servant to his master, a rogue member of the clan
Toreador. A child who managed to remain innocent despite his surroundings,
until his beauty could no longer be ignored by his master. He was brutally
initiated into his master's dark world at the tender age of thirteen, becoming
a ghoul to the vampire. His natural performance skills were exploited, honed,
and from these, and the faint honey-sweet undertaste in his blood caused
his master to suspect that maybe somewhere in his family tree was a member
of the Fae, but he never cared enough to investigate further.
Ceran's master finally Embraced him in his 16th year.
By this time the boy had no will of his own, and indifferently accepted the
"gift". It gave him the endurance to survive his master's increasingly violent
games, games that now incorporated members of other Sabbat clans more than
ever. As far as anyone was concerned, he wasn't Kindred, he was Furniture.
He belonged to anyone who either his master favored, or who could afford
the price. Along with having an Enchanting Voice, came with having an Enchanting
His best friends were the occasional animal that happened
to be in the mansion, as well as the Nosferatu Scourge. Birds and cats often
found ways to sneak into hiss room, and he would desperately fight sleep
to listen to the songs outside his window. His favorite wild animal friends
were a family of swallows who nested under the eaves by his window. He would
find scraps left over from his master's ghouls' meals and feed them to the
birds, surprised at how willing they were to become nocturnal just to keep
him company. When his master discovered the family, he destroyed the nest
and had the birds pressed for blood, forcing it down his poor Childe's throat
while berating him, a cold gleam in his eye. His master repeated the same
trick after presenting him with a young crow to raise. The bird became his
best friend and only comfort, and quickly learned to talk and do tricks.
His master abruptly killed it, fed him the blood, shredded the tiny body
and smeared feathers and bits of flesh over the distraught fledgling.
Scourge, on the other hand, was a more steady friend,
and an interesting diversion from the typical manner of the vampires he'd
so far been exposed to. Scourge was always kind to him, and often brought
him pretty, rattling bone jewelry and toys, and even a rat once that Ceran
just adored. It lasted for about as long as one would expect the little creature
to last in such an environment.
Despite his Fae-beauty, his master began to tire of him
after a number of years, he's not sure how many exactly, wanting new sport,
and decided to just do away with him in an entertaining fashion. Setting
up a camera, he tied his little pet out in the courtyard, telling him to
stay put until he returned for him, that he could play in the rose garden
until he returned. The boy just smiled unassumingly and sat down by the nearest
bush to investigate the roses. During the night, as the sky began to purple,
a group of feral dogs approached the boy. He was frightened at first, but
the animals convinced him that they meant him no harm, and that he was in
more danger than he could understand. They talked him into following them,
the largest of them, a German shepherd, gnawed through the thick leather
leash that tethered him to the house. The dogs led him first to a safe place
to wait out the day, repeating this day after day when they sensed that his
master was pursuing him, enraged at having been not only denied his
entertainment, but at being disobeyed.
2020 (Bombay Game) - After escaping his
master's persuits, Ceran managed to sneak onto a freighter bound for India
with the GSD that had chewed him free. They snuck meat from the refrigerated
area, and despite his revulsion, drained the blood from it and gave the rest
to the dog.
On landing, they attempted to disembark unnoticed and
failed. Frightened and chased by various groups, he lost track of his canine
friend, and was forced to keep running, despite wanting to turn back and
find her. And so he found himself alone in Bombay.