Mercy has been a failure his entire existence. Born before the American Revolution, his parents were disgusted to see the twisted little dwarf. They sent him to live with his cruel uncle on a plantation in Southern Georgia. There the boy was even more mistreated then he had been before, being made to live in the slave quarters and toil in the fields. His anger and hatred grew there, nurtured by his surrogate mother, M'bekha, a mysterious Voodoun Priestess. In time, she brought him into her dark studies and made him her ghouled agent on the plantation.
Unfortunately, the dwarf was not as subtle as he wished and a group of witchhunters traced his trail back to M'bekha. In desperation, she Embraced him and left him to the torches of the mob. However, no one bought that such a useless nobody could be dangerous and the Priestess was burnt at the stake that very night.
Mercy fled into the night aboard a slaver ship aimed for the Gold Coast. The disturbing figure didn't much bother the slavers, most of whom suffered Malaria, Scurvy and any number of scarring STD's. He found a home in the cabin of the captain, whom he somehow managed to Blood Bond. Mercy taught the crew of the ship the dark ways of Set as best he could. However, the crew wasn't going for it and mutinied, drawing and quartering the captain and tossing the midget to the sharks. Fortunately, the sharks found Mercy's stench too repulsive to eat and he sank to the bottom, which was fortunately shallow. There he became tangled in a coral reef and frenzied, breaking himself free, but driving himself into torpor.
Decades passed and when Mercy rose from torpor, he found himself buried in the sand off the coast of Egypt. He praised the dark god there, on the beach about 100 yards from the Nile Delta for his good fortune. He slunk off into the darkness, intent on finding his brethren.
However finding his Clanmates was more difficult then he thought. He joined a group of British archaeologists who were excavating an ancient Egyptian pyramid. He began setting his haven up inside the dark ruins. However one day, he found his sleep disturbed by graverobbers who had slain the archaeological crew from whom he had been feeding. He was dragged screaming into the light of the sun and immediately frenzied, tearing apart two of the bandits and scaring off the others, who believed the deformed imp to be a demon. In terror, he dove, burning into the ruins of the ancient structure, but he had been injured too greatly and fell again into torpor.
While he was sleeping, another group of mortal archaeologists came to the site and believing him a mummy, carried him out (in the early morning, fortunately) to be displayed in a British museum. However, his ship was hijacked, and he ended up being sold to a private individual in Maine on the black market. Decades passed until he woke again in the 1960's to find himself on display in a glass case. He easily dominated the family and learned the best he could of the present. He has skulked in the background of Cainite politics, trying not to make another fatal mistake. Then one day, he came upon one of his ghouls being intimate with a minor. As he watched the girl manipulate the older man, he began to fall for her. He watched her for several weeks and finally took her as a Childe. She seemed to feel the way he did and he opened up to her in a way he had never been able to to anyone before. And thus, it hurt all the more, when Jasmine turned on him.
Two and a half centuries of being walked on finally culminated in a terrible bitter frenzy, during which Mercy slaughtered several of Jasmine's old friends and teachers. The incident is still being investigated. However, Mercy's rage has driven him to hunt Jasmine and he is quite intent on reclaiming Set's vitae. He has learned that she is in Milhaven and he has been skulking there, planning his vengeance upon her and her new-found love.
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