Justine Bern
Born and raised in the height of American decadence Justine was a product of the roaring 20s. Coming from one of the old families of New York the young Justine suffered no responsibility or requirements; living only off her family fortune and wealth. For a debutant such as her New York was her playground and all those that lived among them were her things to play with. As someone with little morals or ethics beyond do as she desired, and the immense amount of wealth and power that came with her name; it is a surprise too few she attracted a vampire to her.
Like most typical Lasombra embraces Justine enjoyed a period in her mortal life before the embrace of watching all she had become enamored too broken and taken away from her. Arrested at a speak easy one to many times she found her own family abandon her. Her wealth and prestige stripped and fading she was alone and naked in the cold night. It was her sire finally came to her. Revealing all he had down and explaining the ethos of the Lasombra clan. For Justine she carried on an innocent smile and bid her time.
A newly embraced keeper she slowly reclaimed the life she had lost and grew in prestige among the Lasombra clan. In the 1950s she found herself as a Bishop of New York and receiving an offer to join the friends of the night. Finding yet another political circle to climb, Justine became a Prodigy of the courts of blood. Earning many allies among them. After several years she finally petitioned the courts to allow her to pursue and consume the hearts blood of her own sire. To the surprise of a few Keepers the court approved. Using her massed amount of wealth and influence, Justine quickly surprised her own sire as his haven was raided by carefully selected church hunters to stake him and leave him for the sun. Just as the sun started to rise Justine smiled at her helpless sire finally slacking her revenge for her life ruined and consuming his blood. It is said her sire managed to smile just before she finished the act. Completing the true cycle for clan lasombra.
Using the new found power in her blood Justine claimed the title of Bishop of New York. Using her immense network of spies and contacts the Keeper had managed to track the sleeping lair of a Ventrue Methuselah underneath New York that had arrived with the Dutch. Quickly calling a war party and ever hungry for more potent blood, the new Bishop led her pack and the sabbat into the tomb of the ancient. To the surprise of few and loss of most of the war party to the effort, Justine crept over the tomb of the ancient and added its power to her own. Now a methuselah in name only the young Keeper knew she must always stay one step ahead, less she suffer the same fate as her victims.
Her rise in power so rapidly was not unnoticed. The masters of the Jyhad took notice, and in particular the then Archbishop of New York Polonia in particular. Ever the master strategist, Polonia kept Justine close and when the time was right orchestrated events to send her back to the old. Removing a potential rival to his crown Polonia had Justine sent to Germany to infiltrate the Catholic Church. Something pitched as a mission of some prestige to the Keeper. Justine just played her coy smile and agreed to the request. She knew she gained a large amount of power in a short amount of time. Such things always attract unwanted attention and it was best to let things cool down before returning to New York.
In Europe Justine mingled with the wealthy, politicians and engrained herself into the arms of the Catholic Church. Holding no few secrets over several cardinals and making sizeable donations to them. A veritable billionaire she spent these years amassing more influential power and allies. The memory of New York growing distant, she grew content to play king maker forever. Word began to spread among even the old world sabbat about the deeds of the current Archbishop of New York. One of which painted him in the light of a tyrant. From her hallowed halls of the political courts of the old world sabbat Justine smiled. Knowing it was only a matter of time before the now Cardinal Polonia called her back to New York she may finally claim her crown as the Queen of New York.
Image: A shining example of elegance and beauty from the roaring 20s. Justine dresses the part of the Billionaire and powerful woman she is. She wears only the finest and most expensive fashions that are always the most up to date and flattering to her Lasombra tastes. Her deep black hair is always well maintained by her legion of servants who make sure she always dressed to impress. Even though Justine has a faint reflection, unlike most of her clan, she always relies on her servants to handle her appearance when she goes out.
Clan: Lasombra
Faction: Order of St. Blaise (Vice Chancellor of the Ministers)
Status: Positional: 6, Reputational: 5