| "Keep in mind you arrogant prick, I am merely a useless Caitiff." |
| Strength: With sharp wit, and a sharper blade, Dmitri is easily a force to reckoned with. The slimy S.O.B. is also hard as hell to capture by those in authority |
| Weakness: What he has in strength is decimated by his Social abilities. Rarely saying the right things to keep his head on, He's caused himself more bloodhunts than many Assamites, and he has tendencies to revisit his own crime scenes. |
Statistics:
Clan: Useless Caitiff
Generation: 10th
Nature: Loner
Demeanor: Rebel
Age: (appears about 20)
Birthday: Uncelebrated, and thus, unknown
Date of Death: October 31, 1929
Sire: Unknown
| His history is very secretive, and nobody knows for certain anything about him except Blade, Gravikaros, and Silver Ice. For some unknown reason, he was drawn to Portage, and has had intricate dealings surrounding him since then. As of recently, his mind has been set on one thing. Breaking Lucas. Not dethroning, not killing. Breaking. He wants this proud arrogant over-indulgant self-absorbed waste of vampiric power to try and slither his way out of an intricate web of traps. Inquisition did not come completely because of the odd doings. Anonymous tips do come in handy... |
| Key Moment: Thus far in Portage, Dmitri pulled off a maneuver to pride an Assimite. He climbed Lucas' manor, crept in through the study window, and pinned the Prince to his chair before being detected. Talk about slick... |
