Blood and Silver
Breed: Metis (Hairless, Wyrm Taint)
Tribe: Silent Strider
Mental Attributes: Intelligence: 3, Wits: 5, Resolve 3
Physical Attributes: Strength: 3, Dexterity: 4, Stamina 3
Social Attributes: Presence 3, Manipulation 4, Composure 3
Mental Skills: Academics 1, Craft (Traps) 1, Investigation 1, Occult 3, Science 2
Physical Skills: Athletics (Parkour) 3, Brawl 2, Drive 1, Firearms 1, Larceny 3, Stealth 4, Survival 1, Weaponry (Knives) 4
Social Skills: Empathy: 1, Expression 1, Intimidation 2, Persuasion (Leadership) 3, Socialization 1, Streetwise 1, Subterfuge (Lying) 4 .
Merits: Allies (Anatoly, Juno) 2, Armory (Pooled) 2, Contacts (Firearms) 1, Fence 2, Fetish (Harmony Charm) 1, Fetish (Vorgan) 2, Fighting Style: Iaido 2, Fighting Style: Sojutsu 3, Fighting Style: Spetsnaz 3, Fighting Style: Two Weapon 1, Friend (Cylla) 2, Mentor (Pooled) 1, Murder Expert 3, Parkour 2, Quick Draw 1, Resources (Pooled) 1, Retainer (Andrei) 1, Safehouse (High School) 1, Shadowless Chamber (High School) 1, Small Unit Tactics 3, Spirit Parentage (Bane) 2, Staff: 1, Striking Looks 2, Totem (Pooled) 2, Trained Memory 1, Trained Observer 3.
Renown: Glory 1, Honor 2, Wisdom: 3
Rank: Fostern (2)
Gifts: Blur of the Milky Eye, City Eyes, Death Sight, Father Wolf’s Speed, Heightened Senses, Night Eyes, Shed, Touch of Shadow.
To: Elders of The Sept of the Green
Everyone thinks I’m the devil in disguise. What I’m asking of you is a leap of faith. A risk that I intend to show that you’ve not taken foolishly. But before I even ask you, I’m going to tell you what I know.
I was born five years ago to Smoke Rises. My father, whose name I don’t know, raped her after her pack was slaughtered during an attempt against a nest of Black Spiral Dancers. She tried to kill me while I was in her. I don’t blame her for this. She should have. But she wasn’t able to. As I’m told, her body wouldn’t allow it. She would try, and she would suffer while I continued to live inside of her.
When I was born, it was obvious I was wrong. I understand the views on Metis. I understand the views on the tribes of the Black Spiral. I can’t claim to make judgement or sense of what elders chose; but the people of the Sept let me live.
Since then, I’ve done what I can to adhere to our teachings and laws. I’ve done everything asked of me, and everything I’ve been told. I’ve learned how to fight, how to run, how to hide.
It’s time I be allowed to prove that I can be of use. Let me do more than hide in the shadows here. Send me where you need me, where you want me; to the heart of hell, if that’s what’s required. I’ll combat the wyrm wherever it dwells and whenever it breeds, and in doing so, I’ll do what I can to rid myself of the taint I was born with.
You’ve let me live this long, and I have to believe it’s for a reason. Take this leap of faith, and let me be your weapon against all that conspires against Gaia. Show the wyrm that the strength and compassion of your people is more than capable of defeating it; and use me as just one of your tools to push back the beast by showing it you turned my corruption back to balance.