A thin almost imperceptible scar running down his left eye and a larger more pronounced gash across his chest courtesy of swipe from one of the Blood God's claws. As for their specific color, Vitius's eyes are like twin furnaces burning alluringly in the darkness. Which, coincidentally, makes them his most noticeable feature as well.

*To combat the effects of sunlight, Vitius generally wears very thick clothing, armor, and hoods to decrease exposure.

*Thanks to his years as a member of the well trained contingent of guards assigned to the town of Ebongrove by Baron Corvus, and his three additional centuries of watching the world change around him, Vitius is extremely skilled at sword fighting, hand-to-hand combat, and a wide variety of other skills.

*While originally a piercing blue in color, Vitius's eyes have since shifted to a flaming orange color since his ingestion of demon blood hundreds of years ago. His overall appearance has become drastically more youthful as well, making him look like he did in his twenties, though whether or not this is also a side effect of the demon blood is unknown.

*Vitius original sword was lost during his battle with an angry spirit in ages past, though he managed to replace it with the Vǫrðrsbani Blade. A iron bastard sword engraved with ancient, angular runes, in addition to two cerulean gems embedded in its hilt that glow when in the presence of spirits, releasing the magic contained inside the metal that allows it to slay them. When not in the presence of such a creature though, the blade functions like a sword normally should, albeit without the fancy glow emitted by the runes and gems or the powerful magic.

*While he has consumed much blood, both human and animal over the years, Vitius usually lets the memories passed along with his meals fade away into the nothingness rather than hold onto them for extended periods of time. Doesn't want to be burdened with their "luggage" as he calls it. There is one person whose memories he has kept over the years, however, that being Liros, his long deceased friend and former brother in arms.

Blood God's Curse: Due to a peculiar side effect of consuming demon blood, this particular bearer of the parasite must now deal with travelling between Hell and Tenebris at random times for the rest of their natural life. Although theoretically possible to master, and thus control, the current bearer of this curse has not yet found a way to do so for the three-hundred years they have been alive. Making the prospects of any fledgling vampires learning to bring it under their control, should they even acquire such an ability to begin with, slim to none.

Leech. Bloodsucker. Monster. Vitius was never the most trusted member of the Hoods, as the many names he was given during the duration of his forced servitude and the chains he was escorted to the Keep in shows. Viewed with more suspicion than most of the other initiates, even those that were supernatural beings in their own right, Vitius had it tough from day one and an ever growing feud with fellow initiate Colin only made things worse. Despite all of this however, Dragomir managed to pass the Hoods initiation trial and earn his Yellow Hood, thus securing his place as a member of their order. For the time being anyway.

It wasn't long, however, before he was sent on his first mission with some of the other recruits that had been brought in with him to investigate the strange goings on in the quiet village of Traffyn Fenwd _{(It was also here where he acquired the Vǫrðrsbani Blade)}. A mission that helped seal his eventual desertion from the Hoods as, while there one of the members of his team ran off, never to be seen or heard from again. And while the blame was not publicly cast on Vitius within the Hoods themselves upon their return, the suspicion that he had drained his missing colleague and left his bloodless corpse lying in a ditch somewhere remained, making life back at the keep in Duncaster even more difficult for him than it had been previously. He persevered, however, attempting to slowly change the Hoods draconic views on monster kind from within until he eventually gave up, believing that they were too set in their ways and thus had to be destroyed instead. So he turned deserter and fled the keep during the night, taking his possessions with him before quickly making his way back to Crimson Heights.

Back to Ebongrove.

From there he met up with his old comrade, and best friend, Liro and began planning his impromptu war against the hoods. Engaging in gorilla style warfare, the two systematically eliminated multiple Red Hood patrols and squadrons, covering their tracks each time to prevent discovery. Then, just when everything seemed to be going well in their year spanning conflict, the Hoods just, disbanded. As though they had lost all purpose and will to fight, let alone exist as an order. Suddenly finding himself without an enemy to fight, Vitius felt both relieved and lost. Relieved that he'd finally removed their influence from the land, and could start to actually help those who were afflicted as he was, and lost because this great, overwhelming force he'd been so adamant on destroying for so many years had just... given up. Leaving him with nothing towards which he could direct his efforts. Liro on the other hand, was just happy to finally be able to sit back, grab a mug of ale, and catch up with his old friend, which helped anchor Vitius somewhat as he thought about what to do next.

This peace would not last long though. For several years later a small coven of vampires living in the craggy mountains around the village began conducting a ritual to summon their so called "Blood God", a demonic entity they believed to be the progenitor of the vampiric parasite and thus their species as a whole. Regardless of the accuracy of this claim, however, Vitius and Liro soon caught wind of what they were trying to do and decided to stop them, clearly not wanting to face the prospect of a demonic invasion no matter the magnitude. So gearing up, they both ventured into the mountains via a secret path revealed to them by a member of the coven they'd captured when it had come down to feed, where they then began to search for the vampire hideout. After several hours of looking the pair finally found a small, damp, cave the group was using as a base and ventured inside, but were too late to stop them, watching in anxious anticipation as the beast slowly rose from a blood red portal etched into the stone underneath their feet.

Then, suddenly, they were joined in combat with the creature and its followers. It was a long and bloody fight. One that left the two victorious, and Vitius with his first taste of actual demon blood as he had latched onto its throat during the fight, though Liro was fatally wounded prompting Vitius to drink his blood in order to preserve his friends memories before solemnly burying him a few miles back, just off the trail they had taken to get there. With the coven destroyed and it's demon master slain, Vitius once again found himself at a loss, but this time no one was there to help him find his way through the world, to serve as his anchor. So he wandered far and wide for the next three centuries, feeding only when necessary and subtly changing peoples opinions towards monsters whenever and wherever he could, gradually acquiring a plethora of new skills while simultaneously dealing with a new development in his life. That being his sudden procurement of the Blood Gods ability to jump or "shift" between Tenebris and Hell, although in a completely uncontrolled manner.

But he soldiered on, bearing the sudden shifts between Hell and the material plane, all while making his way to Duncaster for reasons unknown.