Age: Elder (>200 yrs)
Covenant: Ordo Dracul
City Status: 3
Bald, and with bronzed, almost golden skin, Khaleel sometimes looks more like a statue than a man. He has a penchant for remaining stock still, only bothering to make movements when they serve some specific purpose. This stillness signals his age and experience to other Kindred, while reliably unnerving the kine.
The Ordo Dracul’s Kogaion is notoriously reclusive and laconic. Outside of the Ordo Dracul’s domain in the Bronx, he seldom appears in public unless there is some pressing need, and when he does, he is moved to speak only when strictly necessary.
Other Dragons paradoxically seem to defer to their Kogaion and to speak for him simultaneously; Khaleel is rarely seen giving orders or commands, and yet the Covenant seems to run like a well-oiled machine under his stewardship.
The Ordo Dracul is one of the quieter and less numerous Covenants in the city; as such, its organization is more tightly knit. The city at large does not know Ahmed well, but the other Dragons all seem to possess some intimate knowledge of him—perhaps they see a side of him to which the rest of the city is not privy.
The Harpies Whisper…
“Kindly do not forget our arrangement.” – Bastian Thoreaux
“Kindred like him are the reason I keep to my side of the East River. I saw entirely too much of his kind in London.” – Devon Rothchild
“And they say I’m a freak. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” – Dominique Carrol
“Biggest cock I ever seen. I mean it’s like a salami I swear to God. just fuckin’ massive.” – Scary Jerry
“He heads a group of fucking weirdos which makes him Chief fucking weirdo.” – Elizabeth Tibideaux