Duke Amber

Ventrue Methuselah


The Duke of Amber and his wife are as withered a pair of mummies as you are ever likely to meet. They even smell old. While outwardly beautiful (appearing to be in their 20s), they are emotionally dead. They are the worst stereotype of the Ventrue and look a lot like each other. They wear moth-eaten finery that is at least three centuries out of date.


As a mortal, the duke was a member of one of the oldest royal families in England. He was polished, intelligent and active – seemingly perfect candidate for Embrace by the Ventrue.

He and his wife came to Mithras’ attention and he Embraced them in the hope that they would prove to be his greatest childer. The Ambers quicly lost their spark and have spent the last 900 years feeding their own monstrous, but jaded appetites. They have been estranged from the Prince for at least 600 years. They are still his childer and highly-placed Ventrue, however. Mithras does not tolerate disrespect towards the couple.

Both the Ambers enjoyed hunting other vampires (young Caitiff or anarchs of lower generation) for sport in The Crimson Bacchanal – an elite hunters’ club that served the bored and jaded Kindred aristocracy in London.

Duke Amber

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