Raine

Image: A lithe black wolf with silvery highlights. Her pelt is sleet and silky, with bright, inquisitive, amber eyes.
In homid form, Raine is a thin woman with unruly raven hair, cut short in ragged gashes. She is 5'4", and her skin is an olive shade, and worn by the elements. Her eyes are a pale amber in all her forms. She has a wyld and fae look to her, making it obvious what she is to anyone in the know, including hunters.

Name:  Raine                       Nature:  Visionary                     Breed:  Lupus
Player:  Michelle                  Demeanor:  Visionary                   Auspice:  Theurge
Chronicle:  To Hell and Back       Concept:  Wyld Woman                   Tribe:  Black Furies

ATTRIBUTES
Str: 2 Cha: 2 Per: 4 (Insightful) Dex: 3 Man: 1 Int: 3 Sta: 3 (+1) App: 3 Wit: 2
ABILITIES
Alertness: 1 Animal Ken: 2 Enigmas: 2 Athletics: 3 Herbalism: 3 Linguistics: 1 Brawl: 3 Meditation: 3 Occult: 4 (Garou) Dodge: 1 Stealth: 2 Rituals: 3 Primal-Urge: 5 (+1) Survival: 3 (+2) Vampire Lore: 1 Wyrm Lore: 3
BACKGROUNDS
Pure Breed: 2 Spirit Familiar: 4 Totem: 1 Past Life: 5 Rites: 2
GIFTS
Heightened Senses Spirit Speech Sense Wyrm Mother's Touch
TRAITS
Rage: 2 Gnosis: 10 Willpower: 6
MERITS
Ancestor Ally Natural Channel Mercury Rising
FLAWS
Foe From the Past Insane Past Life
RITES Rite of Talisman Dedication Rite of Binding Rite of Spirit Awakening Rite of Summoning Rite of Contrition Rite of Cleansing
TRIBAL WEAKNESS Low Self-Control: +1 Difficulty on all Willpower rolls.

Role-Playing Tips: You love your pack, even when you don't like them. Honest and direct, you don't understand lying. You have picked up that telling everyone everything can be a bad idea. A little nieve, you long to learn so much. You will never fit in with your fellows, and you will never fit in with the humans. Might as ell make the best of it, but always craving meat can be a pain.

OUTLOOKS

Slate: Is angry for new moon. Even though he is man and too human, he helped me with human-talk and there is honor in that.

Shaylee: Is good talesinger. Is fair, full of honor.

Sam: He is close to the strangeness, stuck in two worlds, like me. We keep pack from killing each other.

Anna: Is best...friend. Anna is noble and proud.

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