You're all at Ric's place out in the country. The Lupine population in NC is nil thanks to the sprawling interstates, railways, and ever expanding Charlotte metropolitan area. That means you can all relax in safety.

You're all posted up around a bon fire that took a little bit of effort to get lit. You're not far from a creek and a barn is behind you. I'll leave it to Ric to explain it from there.

This is for your PCs to get to know each other, and figure out your next move as a coterie, or individually, or both!
This message was last updated by the GM at 20:45, Fri 05 July 2013.

OOC: Background info regarding other thread

Ric and Dimitri would most likely do a bit of postering and probably even end up slugging it out some time. Assuming Ric doesn't have other thoughtson that matter the fight would be long, brutal, and end in a draw but seeing one tough as nails but underneath a pretty stand up guy vs. the other they would develop a bit of mutual respect and that would be the avenue for eventual partnership.

When initially asked for the colts Dimitri would roll his eyes and point Ric towards a nice reliable AK-47. The gun that won the West vs. the gun that has won every third world conflict since WWII. If Ric insists Dimitri would pull some stuff together and present one as a peace offering to resolve the previous paragraph.

With Caetano if he keeps the newcomer attitude Dimitri would teach him a thing or two about fist fighting (Brawl 3).

Over the two years that the rest of the group would know him Dimtri was rather laid back for a ventrue. He would attempt to create a russian/eastern european heavy section of town (Little Moscow) that he would rule like his own little domain. Despite his age he seemed very involved in the mortal world and despite his low-tech upbringings would want to keep a pulse on technology and research if possible.

As a friend he didn't ask many questions, when a 'buddy' needed something he dropped everything and helped out, no questions asked. However the friendly, jovial side was quickly eclipsed when he found out one of his trusted mortal lieutenants was selling secrets to the Nosferatu. The man disappeared and the rumors started to fly. Dimtiri had him ground up with so many blenders he had the man liquified and fed to ghouls. Or maybe he took a blade so sharp he was able to skin the guy three times before he finally died. Or maybe he hung the guy up on a wall by his arms and hung more and more weight on his feet until the man was slowly torn apart. Any or a combination of all could be possible. What is known is that Dimitri established himself as a primo interrogator and he was in a very good mood for a long time afterwards.

As for general activities he would continue expanding his import/export business, finding transporation and bribing the right officials to get the right guns into the right hands.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:09, Wed 10 July 2013.

Lillian sat on a log about 15 ft from the bonfire with Poncho laying down beside her feet. The two of them sat quietly watching the two men battle it out over nothing for a bit and realized boredom was creeping in. It sucked that she didn't have her own transportation anymore. It was so much better when she could just jump in her car and drive for an entire night with only her dog and her thoughts to keep her company. Friends were nice to have around at times, but she had spent so many nights watching herself she had all but forgotten how to truly to care for another person. Except Poncho.. he was her other half. "I know boy... " she said in a half sigh to her dog,"I don't get it either. Men always have the need to prove who has the most muscle when really a swift swing of an axe to the throat could answer it so much quicker." She smiled and scratched Poncho behind the ear.