Age: Let's just say he had already lived far too many lifetimes by the time he was enlisted in the building of Stonehenge, which was back then a Summoning Circle for High Level Demons.
Race: Demon
Goal: Nothing in particular, as long as his life contains a certain level of decadence and procrastination he isn't too bothered. However though he appears to care little about human dealings, if at all, he is deadly loyal when it comes to following his master's orders. Emphasis on deadly.
Family: Demons don't have family. If they did they'd eat them. It doesn't take to get too close to another demon, they'll only end up eating your heart. That isn't a metaphor.
Personality: Decadent, persuasive, charming and vain. On the surface he appears the very definition of a beautiful noble whose never had a hard day's work in his life. Scratch a little deeper however, see past the vanity and the laziness, and you find a passionate young man with an easygoing nature and romantic outlook on life. That said, most of the humans who meet Lestat aren't alive long enough to get to know his surface let alone anything underneath it.
Organization (if applicable): None, unless the Demon Aristocracy could be considered an organization. The créme de la créme of Demon society, pureblood evil throughout the ages. Lestat often boasts the Greek god Apollo is actually a distant less good looking relative who started the whole 'sun god' thing as a joke. It got a little out of hand when they started slaughtering sheep at his alter.
proportions: Lestat is very tall, six foot two but very slim. He has a wiry, muscled frame and long limbs. He once painted himself black and white and convinced an entire Saxon village he was a skeleton come back to life. They cremated all their bodies after that.
Appearance:
The last time he was summoned coat-tails, waistcoats and cravats were the height of fashion and it was an elegant style he is loathe to let go. He is not averse to wearing more modern clothing but even if he appeared in an Armani suit he would still adorn a top hat, cane and long trailing coat.
Weapons: Generally Demon's don't use weapons very often relying on their powers but Lestat has a few tricks up his sleeve for when things get hairy. The first is an ivory (or at least one hopes it's ivory) tipped cane he flourishes from out of his sleeve or top hat now and then, this works suprisingly well as a weapon the wood being not of mortal trees so practically indestructible. He scratched it once when he was playing cricket with diamonds at the Marquis' Midnight Tea Party. But that's another tale. Other than this he carries a pack of cards on him which when explode on contact and a pair of dice that work as grenades. Ever since the summer he spent bonded to the owner of a Gambler's Den in London in the 18th century he's had a taste for chance.
Powers(if applicable): Lestat's main powers lie in the fact that he's very hard to say no to. No, really. His powers are heavily physchotic (sp?) relying on creating severe hallucinations in the opponent and with any but the most strong-willed humans mesmerisation. This entails the victim becoming excessively obediant and open to his orders. He can also manipulate the wind element creating hurricanes with the snap of a finger, though it does leave him physically exhausted afterwards.
Bio:To cover his whole lifespan would take more words and more time then anybody has. Over the years Lestat has been summoned many times, sometimes for the greater good though mostly for evil purposes. He's what would be considered an Old Age demon, not having visited Earth recently though he is aware of the advances that have been made and recent war. His last master, the French mademoiselle, used him for his beauty and little else so that when she was poisoned by her maid - who coveted 'Beau' for herself - he was partly relieved. The whole incident left him with a distateful impression of what humankind has become and though he is generally fun loving and perhaps a little eccentric any new master who summons him would need to regain his trust. His interest in the current Chaos 'topside' as he calls it has been increasing of late, almost to the point where he'd risk a pactless visit - a dangerous enterprise as a demon who loses his life when not bonded to a human doesn't return to below but blinks out of existence. Still the time has come to act and if he will have no partner in it then work alone he must.