Little is known about the Grigori, including whether they are a true dynasty or something else altogether. Regardless, no one would dare ban them from the Vampiric Council, the loosely-knit governing body of the nobility. As far as anyone can tell, they are ruled by a vampire named Sariel, though he may only be a figurehead. The deserts of the West belong to them, a place few vampires venture for fear that the Grigori, unusually tall vampires whose beauty is both exquisite and cold, would not take kindly to the intrusion. Still, the Grigori stay out of the unending squabbles between the other dynasties, preferring to observe from a distance with their unnerving calm and reserve. There are rumors about what the particular gift of the Grigori is, spurred on by the wing-shaped mark they wear, but like so much about this ancient dynasty, nothing is known for certain.
I'm quite anxious to explore this dynasty, actually...and that will begin in the third book! Have a great one, everybody!