Dmitri

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Stat Box DOB: 16 November 1985 DOE: 19 June 2005 Apparent Age: Twenty-ish Occupation: Student? Mask: Courtesan Dirge: Scholar Clan: Mekhet Covenant: Circle of the Crone Bloodline: None Coterie: None Soundtrack ENTER SOUNDTRACK HERE

Description Tall and slender, this young man looks no older than about twenty or so and stands just a couple of inches over six feet tall. He carries himself with elegant poise and moves with an unhurried, naturally graceful quality. He has a quiet but powerful presence that tends to draw glances; when he wants to, at least. His skin is pale and flawlessly smooth, and his features are well-defined. A strong jaw and high, angular cheekbones frame heavy-lidded, chocolate brown eyes with sooty lashes and a full-lipped mouth with a pronounced cupid's bow. His head is crowned by a crop of medium-length, dark and wavy hair, most often left artfully tousled, though it could be tamed into something more formal if needed. He dresses mostly to fit in with the college crowd, whether mooching around the campus in a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie or a little more dressed up and heading out to a bar or a party. His style is pretty monochromatic, and his clothes are typically good quality, reasonably new, and in keeping with the current trends. However, they generally help him blend in rather than stand out. Striking Looks 2 (Darkly Compelling) History Dmitri had a reasonably comfortable, middle-class upbringing in Saint Petersburg, Russia. Little in his early life, except for a fascination with old books, would hint at the unusual direction his life would take. He was an excellent student, and once he finished High School, he came to the USA to study Literature at Northwestern University. Something went wrong along the way, and what began as a light infatuation following an encounter at a party led to him going off the rails. It was a wild ride. One that ended up with him bleeding out on a sacrificial altar in some dank, underground chamber. Luckily for him, while this was an end, it wasn't the end, and he was reborn on that same altar, rising again as a member of clan Mekhet. Now it's fifteen years later, and the student visa in that well-worn passport is many years expired. His mother still calls and asks why he never visits, but he tells her he's very busy. He still hangs around Northwestern University, stalking the corridors and lingering at the edge of parties. This time, however, it's his own blood cult he's building. RP Hooks RP HOOKS HERE Contacts CONTACTS HERE Gallery x250px x250px Logs No Logs Yet!