Jean-Paul "JP" Gagneux

JP returned from Vietnam with a severe limp, an addiction to morphine, and stripped of his rank and medals by a Dishonorable Discharge. Bitter and resentful, he hurled himself into the counterculture movements, which fueled his creativity but also furthered his spiral into addiction, culminating in him returning to his home in New Orleans penniless and without a home. At his lowest, he turned to the stories of his youth told by his Creole grandmother and began to pray to the Loa and practice Haitian Vodou. He worked under the table at a cemetery, sleeping in crypts and mausoleums when he had to, but was ultimately fired for stealing jewelry and even body parts from graves. Looking to get back at his former boss, he crawled into a crypt and cooked up what he hoped to be a fatal shot of heroin. Instead of dying from an overdose he woke to fins himself grotesquely transformed, permanently straddling the line between life and death in a crude mockery of both. What followed was intense training in the history of his kind, the brood of Baron Samedi, along with the power and responsibility that came with it. JP was keen on the power, but not so much on the responsibility, but managed to earn his way out from under his sire's accounting and into greater Kindred society in New Orleans. After many decades the formality and artifice of Elysium unlife began to wear on him and he began to act out, often embarrassing his sire, and eventually resulting in some scandal that forced him to flee for greener pastures in Miami...

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