Ange's father was a rich white plantation owner and her mother was his mulatto mistress. Practically from birth, she was raised for the quadroon balls, her fine features and light coloring making her a perfect catch for one of the Creole aristocrats who attended these functions. It was her good looks, however, that would prove her undoing as the man in whom she sparked the most interest was a Toreador spy who was so taken by her that he Embraced her that very evening. Unfortunately, the Sabbat were hot on this tail and he was destroyed not a handful of days later.
Frightened and devastated at the loss of her deeply loved sire, she cowered before the Lasombra whom she was brought before and begged for her unlife. Mindful of the growing threat from Baton Rogue, Vicario instead decided to spare her, opting to use her as an agent. She was sent to the Camarilla city and told to claim she had flad after her sire's death. A ghouled watcher stayed pace with her to ensure her loyalty and she was able to return with quite a bit of useful information. After that, he used her to seduce Camarilla agents within the city, a task which degraded her, but her will to survive overruled her disgust and she did as she was told.
Once he was assured of her loyalty, such as it was, she was accepted into the Sabbat and given her Creation Rites. This had the effect of shattering the lingering bond she had for her sire and making her more sympathetic to her oppressors. She also began to realize the extent to which her mortal life amounted to little more than the same sort of prostitution she now practiced. Taking her lessons in seduction and intrigue to heart, she began to frequent the balls again and toyed with the rich, influential men whom she had sought to snare in her more innocent days. Finding them relatively easy to manipulate, she began to establish a place for herself and a new persona. When the tradition of Carnival was rediscovered, she saw its potential as a social organization and made sure to be there at the ground floor.
Her social games soon grew into significant efforts to acquire power and influence, which brought her into conflict with Marie Laveau, who was also using the underclass to gain control over the rich and powerful. The two sparred several times and on more than one occasion, favored pawns were sacrificed in order to gain on the other. Vicario was quite amused with the whole affair and grew very fond of the Toreador, both for her highly successful adaption to her unlife and her knack for interfering with Setite agendas. However, the Civil War ended the conflict for its duration, as both women turned their attention to defending the city from the Camarilla, and when Reconstruction finally ended, both found themselves greatly reduced in their effectiveness. Ange by the end to the quadroon balls and Marie by the waning influence of voodoo.
The turn of the century took its toll on Ange. Her own period in history ended decisively with the Civil War and she began to feel lost in the modern world. Her dispondancy ended the conflict with Marie, who was less prone to such affairs after her Embrace, and led to several failed attempts to connect with the new century. One of these involved the Embrace of Louis Ash, a jazz artist with whom she became briefly obsessed and Embraced almost out of spite towards Marie (given his former popularity in Storyville). Resented by her progeny for stealing his life before he'd achieved the fame that his talent assured him, she sank further into ennui. During this time, she drew the interest of Malena of Aragon, and the two began to converse. Over the course of the next few decades, she slowly was seduced over to the Malena's philosophy, finding in it the purpose and perspective she needed to carry on and a way to justify her growing self-indulgent decadence.
Her moral decline was assisted greatly by the arrival of Father Joseph on the scene. The Cathari priest tended to her spiritual needs and advised her in his own deviant perspective, tutoring her in the malleability of the flesh. The onset of the sixties and seventies proved something of an epiphany. The orgy of self-indulgent sensualism was precisely what she needed to feel at home again in her time. Ignoring the traumatic events going on around her in the Cainite world, she immersed herself in vice. As the mortal world's infatuation with its own self-interest grew more refined in the eighties, so Ange grew more subtle in providing it. Putting aside past differences, she began to work with Marie and the Serpents in the drug trade, specializing in high society. The two women grew closer as Marie also was lured onto the Cathari path.
Unfortunately, while Marie is skilled at distancing herself from her seductions, Ange's blood makes that difficult and, during the last decade, she has slipped from being a consumate social predator to being merely decadent. While she still have powerful connections and control over some very influential people, her power is slowly being widdled away by Marie and the other Cainites as her tastes become more obscene and extravagant, encouraged by her Tzimisce priest and his revenant kin.
A century and a half of degraded self-abuse have severely hurt Ange's sense of self and her unlife has become a long, tortured search for meaning and release from her own pain. She has grown decidedly compulsive under the guidance of her fellow Albigensians, further undermining her will, and now drifts from indulgence to indulgence, always seeking out the novel and the deviant to distract her from the horror of her own plight.
In person, she is almost painfully sensual, her former seductive poise having degraded into a demeanor which is merely 'slutty', for lack of a better term. She relies more and more on her disciplines to get her through the day to day demands of her intrigues, a habit which has been noted by most of the kindred in the city. While she manages to play the libertine very well, extended interaction with her will easily impress upon a person the hollowness of it all and the desperation underlying her manner.
Ange has a bitter, almost petulant, dislike for Delacroix and his childer. Most of this is based on Paul's disgust at what she's become and his disappointment in her. Like his sire, he was once quite fond of her and thought she had great potential.
Her relationship with the Serpent, however, is much better. While the Bishop and his childe do not care for her, most of the rest of the pack is on good terms with her. She's been a very steady business partner for the last thirty years and has an approach which they can appreciate. It is likely, however, that as she gets more erratic and lets more slip that even they will look on her in disgust and try to take advantage of her weakness for their own gain. This is something she is somewhat blissfully unaware of and still thinks of the Serpents as close allies.
Her relationship with the members of her own clan are very good. She is deeply respectful of Father Prejean and thinks of his progeny as a foster son (a mindset that is actually growing somewhat pathalogical). Despite their former differences, she has also made something of a peace with her childe, though he is deeply critical of her current direction and pesters her with attempts to save her from herself.
Ange has something of a fascination with the Samedi, probably linked to her latent self-destructive urges. On a few occasions, she has sought out Brigit for conversation, but generally these sessions end in long period of morbidity and a morose avoidance of the strange kindred.
She is very fond of Sevis Prejean, whom she thinks is a lot of fun and whose disdain for her she's prevented from recognizing because of her own neuroses. In the end, he will likely be the one who pushes her over the edge, a fact which hasn't escaped her childe or Father Joseph.
Ange is only barely hanging on to what influence she has built up over the past hundred and fifty years, and mostly through her fairly limited drug dealing. The Serpents, Lasombra, and Sevis have been quietly picked away at it and what is left won't last more than a couple more years.