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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dostritsyn is an Allorwen ruin-diver operating out of the Anchorage in the city of Peor, one of a handful of veteran scavengers who risk the cursed Reproach district for profit. He is not young; he is called &amp;quot;the old man&amp;quot; by those around him, and his eighth crossing into the Reproach is undertaken to feed his own legend and reputation as much as to fill his pockets. In the single night that constitutes his appearance in the series, he assembles a mixed crew at the Anchorage, leads them across the firebreak into the Varatsin Duke&amp;#039;s poisoned estate, and walks out at dawn the sole survivor, whistling, his loot intact. His arc is that of a man whose cynicism is a survival mechanism: he treats every expedition as plunder rather than rescue, regards less-prepared companions as useful bait for the Reproach&amp;#039;s malice, and plans his next venture before the bodies of the last are cold.&lt;br /&gt;
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What marks Dostritsyn within the cast of the city&amp;#039;s desperate is the precision of his selfishness. He is not cruel without cause - he sends his slightly drunk goat a bowl of beer outside the tavern because he &amp;quot;can be a considerate employer&amp;quot; - but his calculus is unflinching. When a young woman on the team asks whether they should save a trapped Archivist, Dostritsyn&amp;#039;s answer is a flat arithmetic of survival. When confronted about a lost woman from a prior venture, he calls the rescue promise pure theatre and names what he believes everyone on the dig truly is: thieves, not rescuers. The Reproach&amp;#039;s supernatural power bends the world around him visibly - a &amp;quot;debt of luck&amp;quot; that a barkeep can see accumulating as a distortion - yet he walks into the curse for the eighth time, and the curse lets him leave. His final act in the series is to sell plunder to Blackmane, toast the lost, and calculate the cost of a new bird, a new scapegoat, and a new crew of hopefuls.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Character ==&lt;br /&gt;
=== Appearance ===&lt;br /&gt;
Dostritsyn is described as &amp;quot;the old man&amp;quot; and is explicitly not young. He arrives at the Anchorage carrying a pack of tools, Allorwen charms, and a caged tawny bird hung on his back; he also keeps a goat, which accompanies him to the tavern and outside it. His most striking physical trait, as perceived by the barkeep Jem, is a visible &amp;quot;debt of luck&amp;quot; - a bending of the world around him that Jem reads as a running-out of fortune, though the text does not confirm Dostritsyn himself perceives it this way - ch 15. Inside the Reproach, his goat transforms into a barded destrier and his caged bird keens and beats its cage as the curse peaks, suggesting the animal and bird are bound to him by more than mere ownership - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Personality ===&lt;br /&gt;
Dostritsyn is blunt, pragmatic, and openly contemptuous of sentiment. He frames every act of heroism asked of him as theatre performed for patrons&amp;#039; benefit, and tells a young teammate to her face that she &amp;quot;won&amp;#039;t even get yourself out&amp;quot; with rescue-minded thinking - ch 17. His self-concept is unambiguous: &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re thieves, Ruslav. You should recognise your own. Thieves, not rescuers.&amp;quot; - ch 17. Yet this cynicism coexists with a small, specific tenderness - he sends his goat a bowl of beer because he can be &amp;quot;a considerate employer&amp;quot; - and with a seasoned competence: he warns the team against activating a tableth device inside the Reproach (&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s like shouting&amp;quot;), he strips a cursed emerald necklace from a corpse without hesitation, and he knows exactly when to cut the group and run - ch 17. After the expedition, he whistles at dawn. He sells his loot, toasts the dead, and immediately begins planning his next venture with fresh expendable personnel - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Beliefs &amp;amp; Motivations ===&lt;br /&gt;
Dostritsyn&amp;#039;s stated motivation for the eighth Reproach crossing is the feeding of his own legend and reputation - ch 17. His working philosophy is that the dig is extraction, not salvation: &amp;quot;We get the treasures. We get the preciousness. We get out.&amp;quot; - ch 17. He regards promises of rescue made to patrons as empty words said &amp;quot;for Blackmane&amp;quot; and the like, and believes there is &amp;quot;nothing to rescue&amp;quot; once the Reproach has had someone - ch 17. His forward-looking calculation - money for &amp;quot;a new bird, a new scapegoat. A new crew of hopefuls&amp;quot; - reveals that he treats human lives as interchangeable fuel for his own survival: &amp;quot;Always good to have someone less prepared than you. Gives the Reproach something to focus on while you&amp;#039;re filling your boots.&amp;quot; - ch 17. His drink is shark rum, his customary order - ch 15.&lt;br /&gt;
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== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
=== City of Last Chances ===&lt;br /&gt;
==== The Assembly of the Reproach Expedition ====&lt;br /&gt;
Dostritsyn arrives at the [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Anchorage|Anchorage]] in the evening with a pack of tools, [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Allorwen|Allorwen]] charms, and a caged tawny bird hung on his back, and orders shark rum - his customary drink - while Pal soldiers outside watch the [[the-tyrant-philosophers/the Wood|Anchorwood]] under a moonless sky - ch 15. [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Jem|Jem]], serving drinks behind the bar, perceives his &amp;quot;debt of luck&amp;quot; as a visible bending of the world around him and understands that he is running out - ch 15. He is not young; later in the same night, when speaking to [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Lemya|Lemya]], he is referred to as &amp;quot;the old man&amp;quot; - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Grymme|Grymme]] and [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Meraqui|Meraqui]], fellow Allorwen ruin-divers, join him at the table; [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Ruslav|Ruslav]] then bullies the divers and attempts to levy the [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Lodges|Lodges]]&amp;#039; tax on their [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Reproach|Reproach]] loot, framing the extraction as patriotism - ch 15. [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Hellgram|Hellgram]] appears in full gear and sits with the group, committing to enter the Reproach rather than return to the Anchorwood - ch 15. When [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Blackmane|Blackmane]] arrives and drives Ruslav off, he tells the divers - &amp;quot;You know what you need to do&amp;quot; - then washes his hands of the [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Vidsya Sirovar|Sirovar]] students and departs to speak with [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Langrice|Langrice]] - ch 15. The divers&amp;#039; goods are fenced through [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Mirror Allor|Mirror Allor]] - ch 15. The raised question of whether this is Dostritsyn&amp;#039;s last night in the sane and sunlit world is answered by the expedition&amp;#039;s outcome: he walks out of the Reproach at dawn with his loot intact - implied, ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Into the Reproach ====&lt;br /&gt;
The following night the assembled party - [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Ruslav|Ruslav]], [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Lemya|Lemya]], [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Hellgram|Hellgram]], Dostritsyn, [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Meraqui|Meraqui]], and [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Grymme|Grymme]] - crosses the overgrown [[the-tyrant-philosophers/firebreak|firebreak]] into the cursed district. Dostritsyn leads the group; he is on his eighth venture into the Reproach, and his motivation is the feeding of his own legend and reputation - ch 17. He has sent his slightly drunk goat a bowl of beer outside the Anchorage because, as the narrator notes, &amp;quot;he can be a considerate employer&amp;quot; - ch 17. [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Meraqui|Meraqui]] warns [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Lemya|Lemya]] that the Reproach&amp;#039;s comfort is the first trap, and Dostritsyn reinforces the pragmatic calculus when Lemya wishes to rescue [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Nasely|Companion-Archivist Nasely]]: &amp;quot;You won&amp;#039;t even get yourself out,&amp;quot; the old man tells her, &amp;quot;with that kind of thinking. We get the treasures. We get the preciousness. We get out. She stays in. She&amp;#039;s lost.&amp;quot; - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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When Ruslav confronts Dostritsyn about a Palleseen woman lost on a previous venture, Dostritsyn dismisses the rescue as theatre: &amp;quot;The woman&amp;#039;s lost,&amp;quot; Dostritsyn says. &amp;quot;Yes, yes, we said we&amp;#039;d bring her out for Blackmane. We&amp;#039;ll say anything. Why does anybody trust us with their business? We&amp;#039;re thieves, Ruslav. You should recognise your own. Thieves, not rescuers. And there&amp;#039;s nothing to rescue. The Reproach ate her a day ago or more. Madness.&amp;quot; - ch 17. He regards the entire expedition, including himself, as plunderers rather than rescuers - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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Within the Ducal estate grounds, Dostritsyn strips an emerald necklace bearing the [[the-tyrant-philosophers/The Lapwing crest|Lapwing crest]] from a corpse and pockets it; the Lapwing is &amp;quot;the bird of ill omen, never used by any family or faction since&amp;quot; - ch 17. When [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Ruslav|Ruslav]] readies his homemade [[baton]] fitted with a [[the-tyrant-philosophers/tablethi|tableth]], Dostritsyn hisses the warning: &amp;quot;You can&amp;#039;t use those things in here,&amp;quot; the old man hisses. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s like shouting.&amp;quot; - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the full illusion of the [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Varatsin|Varatsin]] court materialises and [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Grymme|Grymme]] fully succumbs to the dancing curse, Dostritsyn&amp;#039;s goat transforms into a barded destrier and his caged bird keens and beats its cage at the Reproach&amp;#039;s peaking power. Dostritsyn releases the goat&amp;#039;s leash and orders everyone to grab loot and leave - ch 17. He and Meraqui flee while Ruslav, Lemya, and Hellgram remain to face the arriving [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Varatsin Duke|Varatsin Duke]]; Meraqui&amp;#039;s charms expire and she is lost to the dancing mad - ch 17. At dawn Dostritsyn alone walks out of the Reproach, whistling, his loot intact - ch 17. He sells Reproach plunder to [[the-tyrant-philosophers/Blackmane|Blackmane]], to whom he will &amp;quot;toast the lost,&amp;quot; acknowledging that &amp;quot;Blackmane&amp;#039;s a businessman first and foremost&amp;quot; - ch 17. His profit is framed by his own cynicism about future ventures: &amp;quot;Enough money for a new bird, a new scapegoat. A new crew of hopefuls. Always good to have someone less prepared than you. Gives the Reproach something to focus on while you&amp;#039;re filling your boots.&amp;quot; - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Relationships ==&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Blackmane|Blackmane]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - Dostritsyn sells Reproach plunder to Blackmane after the expedition and acknowledges that &amp;quot;Blackmane&amp;#039;s a businessman first and foremost,&amp;quot; indicating a long-standing, transactional familiarity. Blackmane had earlier driven Ruslav off and told the divers what they needed to do before washing his hands of them - ch 15, ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Meraqui|Meraqui]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - A fellow Allorwen ruin-diver who joins Dostritsyn at the Anchorage table and in the Reproach. The two flee together when the Varatsin illusion overwhelms the group; Meraqui&amp;#039;s charms expire and she is lost to the dancing curse, leaving Dostritsyn alone at dawn - ch 15, ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Grymme|Grymme]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - A second-venture partner and fellow ruin-diver. Grymme succumbs to the dancing curse within the Reproach while Dostritsyn and Meraqui run - ch 15, ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Ruslav|Ruslav]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - A younger member of the expedition who challenges Dostritsyn over a lost Palleseen woman from a prior venture; Dostritsyn dismisses the complaint and the rescue ethos Ruslav represents. Ruslav remains inside when Dostritsyn flees - ch 15, ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Lemya|Lemya]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - A young teammate on the expedition whose wish to rescue the trapped Companion-Archivist Nasely Dostritsyn overrules with his survival arithmetic. Lemya is left behind in the Reproach - ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Hellgram|Hellgram]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - A member of the assembled party who commits to entering the Reproach rather than returning to the Anchorwood; he remains inside when Dostritsyn and Meraqui flee - ch 15, ch 17.&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;[[the-tyrant-philosophers/Jem|Jem]]&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; - The Anchorage barkeep who serves Dostritsyn shark rum and perceives the visible bending of luck around him. Their interaction is transactional and brief - ch 15.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Notable Quotes ==&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;quot;You won&amp;#039;t even get yourself out, with that kind of thinking. We get the treasures. We get the preciousness. We get out. She stays in. She&amp;#039;s lost.&amp;quot; - Dostritsyn, City of Last Chances, ch 17&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;quot;The woman&amp;#039;s lost. Yes, yes, we said we&amp;#039;d bring her out for Blackmane. We&amp;#039;ll say anything. Why does anybody trust us with their business? We&amp;#039;re thieves, Ruslav. You should recognise your own. Thieves, not rescuers. And there&amp;#039;s nothing to rescue. The Reproach ate her a day ago or more. Madness.&amp;quot; - Dostritsyn, City of Last Chances, ch 17&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;quot;You can&amp;#039;t use those things in here. It&amp;#039;s like shouting.&amp;quot; - Dostritsyn, City of Last Chances, ch 17&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;quot;Enough money for a new bird, a new scapegoat. A new crew of hopefuls. Always good to have someone less prepared than you. Gives the Reproach something to focus on while you&amp;#039;re filling your boots.&amp;quot; - Dostritsyn, City of Last Chances, ch 17&lt;br /&gt;
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== Tags ==&lt;br /&gt;
#ruin-diver · #treasure-hunter · #adventurer · #thief&lt;br /&gt;
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