Zamra Matoub
Zamra Matoub is 6th generation Lasombra
Biography
Gratiano used to annoy his "nephew" Nahir because he rejected his policy of only Embracing high born mortals; later, Nahir made a promise he would find the next Kindred prince in the lowest neighborhood of Algiers. That childe was Zamra Matoub, a young widow. Her innkeeper husband had died, leaving her with three small children.
Zamra ran the inn and raised her children for several years. The sailors and tradesmen who frequented her inn jokingly called her Queen of Sheba, but they minded their manners in her presence, even when she belly-dances for their entertainment.
Nahir spent an hour, telling Zamra the rudiments of Cainite existence. After Embrace, he told her to devour her own children - his nascent prince should not be burdened with mortal ties. Zamra smiled demurely, said "Yes, my lord", and threw an oil lamp in the elder's face. Nahir survived, though. A year later, he returned and found his childe already a power among the city's cainites. Fourteen years later, the cainites of Algiers acclaimed the neonate as prince. Nahir tortured her for five hours as punishment for burning him, and then complimented her for winning his bet for him.
With time, Zamra grew weary of the protracted struggle. When she heard of a hidden alliance of elder vampires who renounced politics of the undead, she saw a way to protect her city. Zamra also hoped the Inconnu could cure of frenzy - she loved her children and more remote descendants, and kept them close to her, but she had slain many of them in fits of undead rage.
Zamra's search for Inconnu led her to Hunedoara Castle, where she invited the assembled elders to make Algiers their home in return for their protection. She soon found, however, that the Inconnu could not protect themselves when Tremere laid siege to the castle.
Appearance
Zamra Matoub’s skin retain the darkness of her Berber heritage despite her undeath. She has long, straight black hair, black eyes, gracefully arched brows and a nonsense set to her mouth. She stands a slender five feet tall but seems larger even when you look down on her. Zamra wears Berber garb with a few ornaments, and her confident bearing makes the plain brown cloth look stylish.