Some only know the man as the Clock Maker and the rumors far outstrip the quantity of fact known about the man before the time of his embrace in Valdosta. The 6'2", pale skinned and raven mop-topped Russian seems to like it that way. Getting the vampire to talk about his past is a lot like pulling teeth, from a tiger with a toothache. His less than perfect eyesight is corrected by a pair af odd monocles linked by an articulated arm over the bridge of his nose. The only clues to his age lie in his appearance and his disdain for computers. He appears to be in his late thirties or perhaps in his forties but neither can be confirmed at this point.