Ultimate New York By Night
33rd Degree Foustian, Sabbat Traitor
Devin was a rising star in the Faustian Syndicate, at least as much as someone can rise in a strict hierarchy of immortal blood-mages. Then, the Sabbat made him an offer that he should have refused.
Maybe they offered him a chance to break free of the Tremere Pyramid for good. Maybe they offered him a purpose beyond mindless expansion and acquisition. Whatever made him turn, it didn’t save him from getting crushed by several hundred pounds of Brujah and concrete. More importantly, it didn’t save him from Victor’s fangs, though the resulting Diablerie probably surprised both of them about equally.