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Helena Colter, undisputed queen of the Gangrel. Her father was John Colter, of the Corps of Discovery and her mother was of the Bannock people. Born in 1810.
She was once the Gangrel primogen and fought against the expansion of the city.
1999, she renounced the Camarilla, and secured herself on the west side of the sound. Remember that when you find the need to take the Bremerton ferry. It’s no longer Camarilla territory.
Helena lives free, taking what she wishes and courting who she wishes The night liberated her, and she is powerful. She has met her dark monster and was instructed as to her nature. She has survived the tests and is one of them, the rustic warriors. She was delighted.
She was born on the trail in what is now Idaho. Her father brought her and her mother back to St Louis where he died three years later.
She grew up in St. Louis and learned the wilderness from the Kaw people in what is now Kansas. She was embraced in 1836 by a Dutch ally of the newly migrated Lenape people.
After her embrace, Helena moved to the Pacific Northwest and has remained ever since. She is believed to be the first kindred in the area.
She liked the sport of it; hiding from the lupines, watching the humans eradicate themselves. These were amusements, and the politics of Kindred the cure to amusements.
She avoids people telling her what to do, giggles when she can to appear harmless, scuffs a toe or bats a lash if people grow suspicious. If that doesn't work, she shows them their insides. Being cute and harmless is better than being cute and terrifying, but whatever tool gets her quarry to shut up and accede to her wishes is usually the best one at the time.
She watches Seattle from afar to see just what they do.
Helena is just curious enough to keep tabs on the the dance of Seattle politics but she is no longer its slave.
