Celeste turns and looks at you curiously, "You wish to know about me?", she laughs, "I'm afraid there really isn't that much to tell." "But I will try.", she walks over to the large desk and sits on the top of it. "I was embraced in the "summer of love", 1969 at a large festival. "At first I didn't really understand what had happened, thought it was a drug induced hallucination. "Hell, in those days I thought everything was drug induced. "My sire was an Artiste by the name of Derrick, he had long dark hair and the most perfect smile, I had ever seen, It truly was love at first site.", she smiles as the fond memories start flooding back.

"Derrick was a true artist, I loved him immensely so when he offered me eternal life, I thought that meant we would be together forever," she looks away as a single blood red tear slides down her cheek. "But that wasn't to be." Celeste wipes her sparkling green eyes and laughs, "That's when I realized I was fated to be alone, don't feel pity for me, this is a decision that I had to make." She walks out onto the balcony, and motions for you to come. "He was killed by a Sabbat warparty, and that was just the beginning of my cursed existence."

"The first thing I did was change my name to Celeste Heavens,"she smiles,"You didn't think that was my real name did you?" She walks back into the room and fixes herself and you and triple chocolate expresso, and sits down in some beanbag chairs in the shadows. She inhales the inticing aroma of the expresso, "I then moved to Miami, opened a small tattoo parlor and tried to hide my existence," she smiles, "And then I met Gabe,"she sighs" the most beautiful man I had ever seen", she laughs, "Franjoco Ravnos, a gypsy with long dark hair, deep skin and the most beautiful brown eyes, needless to say we became fast friends. "Gabe and I were together all the time and then he went away,"she smiles sadly. "I haven't seen or heard from him since he left for New York." She turns and looks at you, "Where was I,"she smiles shyly, "Gabe, right, we had survived the best and worst of times." "Gabriel Angel, that is what he preferred to be called, was a Ravnos unlike any I've met yet, he had one large flaw though, he looked exactly like an Evil Tremere Prince that was running the city, this lead to many misadventures and indirectly to me being blood bound to the Tremere.", she wanders around the room running her fingertips over certain objects. Her fingers brush a small ebony runic box. "This was my downfall." She picks up the ornate box, "this was inscribed with a certain symbol that forever shall be implanted in my memory..Albert Campbell blood bound me with this gift." He tried to control me..but I ran away and did something I still regret to this day.