Lovelie, Samedi

Laveau was a private investigator in her mortal life. She was born in Brooklyn, New York to Polish Haitian parents. She grew up watching cops and detectives on TV and knew that's what she wanted to be one day. She went to college in Louisiana on scholarship and stayed after to start a business. When the PI dream finally came true, it wasn't as glamorous as she hoped, but at least she was her own boss. One night, Laveau was on a stake out when she heard some weird sounds in the alley. When she went to investigate she was attacked by what could only be called a zombie. Laveau was embraced that night and within weeks became an ugly, stinking, dead monster. All Samedi, like Laveau, are horrible looking and suffer from a powerful scent of rot. Most kindred avoid them. But, even stilll, undeath as a Samedi wasn't so bad. Her vampire skills blossomed and were an asset as a PI. She got damn good at the job and joined up with the Camarilla as a spy for the previous New Orleans Prince. Unfortunately, she burnt out on the job quickly and eschewed involvement in kindred society and went into hiding in the swamps.