Despite his clan’s reputation, Hasan is abnormally even-tempered, and has an infamous caustic wit. He cares little for politics, and relegates himself to the social niceties his prince does not care for. Hasan enjoys this unique role, as he carries the clout of the Prince, without the obligation of needing to be diplomatic. He usually acts for the Prince when new Kindred announce their presence in the city, and this meeting more often than not ends with Hasan goading the poor fledgling into a frenzy and laughing at the pitiful attempts to destroy him. While he is not officially aligned with the Camarilla, his closeness to the Prince has earned him some degree of disdain from other members of his clan.
    Hasan has a great thirst for knowledge, and a love of history and the occult. However, he is most well-known for his godlike fighting prowess. He has an intimate knowledge of practically every weapon ever to grace the earth, and stories about his exploits range fom the plausible to the outright ridiculous. There is not a single Kindred in the city that does not know his name, and does not feel something when standing in his presence, be it rock star awe, abject fear, or complete loathing.
    Hasan maintains a network of spies, informants and allies in Verdant Falls. Few occurrences escape his personal notice, and when a crime scene needs to be cleaned to uphold the masquerade, it is Hasan's network that ultimately does the legwork.

    Jan was a child prodigy in life, both composing and performing complex arias from the age of fourteen. It was her beautiful singing voice that meant her downfall, in the end. Her talent enthralled many Toreadors across the nation, but none more so than her sire, Alice Trent. Alice was enamoured with the young prodigy’s heavenly voice, and when she heard that Jan was making a stop in Verdant Falls during a tour, Alice decided she would steal her for herself. This, Jan Bennett died at the tender age of twenty.
    Such high-profile Embraces are never quite welcome, especially when the sire neglects to ask the permission of the Prince beforehand. Trent was executed for her crimes, though Holloway was finally convinced to spare her Childe from the same fate. Officially, Jan Bennett died in a plane crash in 1985, but she lives on today. For the sake of the Masquerade, Jan was forbidden from ever performing or composing publicly. This has naturally left her quite embittered. Jan claims no loyalty to the Camarilla, and has no love of the Prince.

    Cass treads a careful line in the Kindred world. She is an oddity, given her ability to walk in the sun unscathed and her lifelike features, but her superhuman abilities and thirst for blood identify her as Kindred. She has no memory of her sire or her embrace, and she was in great risk of violating the Masquerade when Hasan first found her. He instructed her on what she needed to know, and she quickly began to grow wary of the Camarilla and its politics.
    Her hunger for knowledge finds her frequently at the Tremere Chantry, and the oportunity to study a daywalker means she is a most welcome guest. However, her close relationship with Hasan has earned her a degree of mistrust within the Chantry, and given her an equal mistrust of the insular Tremere.

    Shou Meng arrived in Canada in the wake of the Second World War, fleeing the Chinese invasion of Tibet. Verdant Falls eventually became his home - it was well-managed by the patron Kindred and free of the Kuei-Jin that seemed to hate him without reason.
    Shou Meng had much to do with the construction of the Buddhist temple near Verdant Falls University, a gesture much appreciated by the city's ever-growing asian community. Although he masquerades as a mortal, his fellow monks are well aware of his condition. They are fully aware of the Kindred presence within the city, but have never breached the masquerade.
    Although Shou Meng has, on occasion, left the temple, he only does so when the situation is of the utmost urgency. As far as the Kindred of the city are concerned, he is nothing more than a spiritually devout Ventrue.

    Mr. Seavers is known only as such, as he and other Kindred are not on a first-name basis. Though the Kiasyd are primarily a Sabbat clan, Mr. Seavers has never claimed allegiance to anyone but himself. He was present when the Camarilla came to Verdant Falls, and made no move to interfere as they built their empire around him. Truly, not even the Garou can recall a time when he was not present. For all intents and purposes, he has always been there. He is content to stay within his haven, venturing out only to tend to his ghouls, and to minor affairs of etiquette.
    Like most Kiasyd, Mr. Seavers is polite to a fault, and expects nothing less of the Kindred who encounter him. Beneath his calm exterior lurks a cruel and vindictive mind, and those that displease him have suffered a myriad of horrible punishments. However, those that treat him respectfully have been the recipients of the luxurious hospitality of his haven. The odd exception to this rule would be the Malkavians; he has shown remarkable patience and civility when dealing with even the most unruly and impolite of their kind.
    The Camarilla remain in contact with Mr. Seavers because of his unparalleled knowledge of the occult. His haven is brimming with ancient tomes from the old world, as well as countless Mi’kmaq artefacts. No Kindred knows more about the horrid past of Verdant Falls than he.
    Those seeking answers must first be known to him – neonates and newcomers needn’t bother – and must demonstrate a thirst for knowledge. Ethical and political affiliations do not seem to concern him, and he has reportedly even granted appointments to werewolves and mortals. His ghouls in the antiquities shop have been known to arrange invitations to his haven. There are few problems he does not know the answer to, and such information is offered freely to houseguests who meet his approval…of course, any polite houseguest knows to bring an appropriate gift with them.
    Anyone foolish enough to attempt to steal from him have quickly learned that his vast knowledge also applies to Kindred disciplines. One treads carefully around such an ancient vampire, but to deliberately anger him provides a Kindred with a quick lesson in just how short one’s unlife can be. Most Kindred in the city have heard at least one horror story about his cruelty, and even the most stalwart vampires feel fear and grudging respect in his presence.