There are those that lead and those that follow; Avril's one of the latter. She takes commands better than she gives them.
Avril is from Chicago originally. Knowledgeable members of her Sect may know of her, but only in passing. She was part of a pack that participated in an assault on a Camarilla stronghold that went all wrong. Her supervising Bishop ordered the remnants of her pack to split up and never return to the area for reasons unknown.
You roam the streets. You look for a friendly face -- or a victim. You find one, but she's not quite what you expected to find. Worse, she's neither friendly nor a victim.
You frequent nightclubs. The vamp-goth look is still in, emo-kids be damned. If awkward, quiet conversations are your thing -- surprise! -- they are hers too.
You seek freedom. You want someone to free you from the injustice you suffer from. If you can convince her, she may give you what you want. The price may be more than you bargained for.
You are a member of the Sword of Caine. So is she. She's every bit an ideal soldier; respectful, skilled, and willing to take orders. Trained to follow the Path of Honorable Accord, she will only accept death before dishonor.