Say privyet to the butcher. I’ve been developing this man for... a long time now ig, and I thnk it’s about time I talk about him.
His name is Nikita Fedorov, and he’s just.. an average 400 year old vampire. Okay not very average, I mean. He comes from a bloodline of Russian aristocrats, but because of a famine he fled to Prussia first, lived there for a few centuries, then he went to San Francisco as WWII broke out and started up a little butcher shop which he has been running since then! He takes pride in his work, and will sell you pork, beef, boar... long pork... and all that jazz for a nice penny. He values his customers as well, as they put food on his table. Figuratively and literally.
In case you haven’t guessed it yet, not only does he suck your blood, he also fucking eats you. He might do one thing, or both to you. Depends on how tasty you look. He’s cruel and merciless, and the chance of you living to tell the tale of his brutality is very slim.
If you don’t meet him in his shop, you might get lucky and meet him at your local goth club or metal gig. He surrounds himself with stuff like that, and he knows how to have a good time, with or without drugs and alcohol. And if he takes you home, you might wake up in his bed... or in his shop.
I’ll post some more stuff about him here and there, because he’s my special, special boi. If you wanna ask questions about him, my ask box is open. I’ll make a little fully body ref and character sheet for him soon enough... if anybody is interested, that is. I mean.. I don’t wanna feel like I’m talking to myself here.