Walter "Wingus" Bierman
Walter “Wingus” Bierman was a 12th generation caitiff and common companion of Dayton caitiff Donnie “Dingus” Revard. While notable for his sarcastic attitude, eager loyalty toward the causes of his fellow caitiff, and myriad conversational references to the Vietnam War, Walter will perhaps be best remembered for his actions as a mildly-overbearing ‘big brother’ figure to Donnie… who was usually out of his element & required Walter’s assistance.
Walter Bierman’s unlife was abruptly cut short – as happens to so many caitiff in these modern nights – during a joint caitiff/Setite raid on a large communal Sabbat haven in the heart of fortress Detroit. Shortly after his final death, during a short ceremony attended by the remainder of Dayton’s caitiff group in Detroit, Walter’s unlife-long friend & partner in crime, Donnie Revard, offered the following words:
“Walter was a good bowler, and a good comrade. He was one of us. He was a kindred who loved the outdoors… and bowling, and as a drifter he explored the streets of Southwest Ohio, from Cincinnati to Dayton and… up to… Lima. He died, like so many young kindred of his generation, he died before his time. In your wisdom, Great Architect, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men at Khe Sanh, at Langdok, at Hill 137. These young men gave their lives. And so would Walter give his unlife. Walter, who loved bowling. And so, Walter Mangaranos Bierman, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit your final ashes to the bosom of the Great Lake Erie, which you though was kinda alrightish. Good night, Sweet Prince.”