Cassandra

Cassandra Smith

Player: Carolyn Jones

"Every lie is a truth and every truth is a lie."

Homid Silver Fang Galliard

Strength 3 (5/7/6/4)	Charisma 2	Perception 4 insightful
Dexterity 2 (2/3/4/4)	Manipulation 2 (1/0/0/0)	Intelligence 3
Stamina 3 (5/6/6/5)	Appearance 3	Wits 3

Talents	Skills	Knowledges
Alertness 2 (+2)	Drive 1	Computers 1
Athletics 1	Etiquette 1	Enigmas 1
Brawl 2	Performance 2	Investigation 1
Dodge 2	Stealth 2	Law 1
Empathy 2	Archery 1	Linguistics 2
Expression 2		Occult 1
Primal Urge 1 (+2)		Politics 1
Streetwise 1		Science 2
Subterfuge 1

Backgrounds: Totem, Pure Breed 3, Fetish*
Derangement: Autism**
Rage 4 Gnosis 3 Willpower 4
Rank 1

Gifts: Persuasion, Mind Speak, Sense Wyrm, Sight from Beyond, Call of the Wyld
Rites:

*Cassandra's Fetish is a Garou bow which changes size as she transforms. It grants the Gift: Eye of the Falcon when activated.

**Autism: Cassie spent much of her human life trying to avoid the arguments between her parents. She did this by escaping into her own little fantasy worlds. In these "narratives," Cassie imagined the way life would be if she had control over the players--loving parents, a happy home, a supportive and nurturing environment. Under great stress, Cassie sometimes escapes back into this imaginary life, entering a trance-like state and ignoring her surroundings in favor of the rosy images in her mind's eye.

History

Age: 16 Height: 5'7" Weight: 120 lbs Eyes: Green Hair: Dark Brown

    Cassie was furious at her mother, and not just for insisting on calling her "Cassandra." "It is your God-given name, after all. Dear." She added that last part almost as an afterthought. But that was not what angered Cassie. It was her mother's flagrant hypocrisy, her attempts to embrace and deny the echelon she was born into, the look of a sparkling diamond family on the outside but the truth--only an icy shell. Specifically, Cassie's mother made her go to finishing school.
    Cassie was marked as a gifted student from the earliest tests, which was no surprise since she'd been reading in her family's library ever since she could crawl away from her parents' fights. But finally, during her sophomore year of high school, she was offered the opportunity to attend a progressive liberal arts college studying whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted, and basically have a great amount of academic and intellectual freedom.
    Cassie's father brushed off the idea like she was asking to borrow the car keys. The next day, her mother handed her an application to a prestigious Ivy League boarding/finishing/conformist school. Of course it was the same school from which her mother graduated.
    But even that was not the last straw. Cassie could bite her tongue when she was denied what she wanted, because she knew she was right and they were wrong. It was all in the psychology books in her library, and the stories like Matilda, and the Odyssey, and Job. Especially in her own stories, where people cared about her and she could tell her own characters anything she wanted without fear. It was only this that caused Cassandra to speak:
    "Well, once you're gone, we can finally get rid of all of these books."

    The last day of school, at dinner time, yet another fight broke out between Cassie's mom and dad. She had had enough. If they were going to hate her so much, she would give them a reason.
    "Stop it, mom and dad."
    They looked at her, faces frozen with surprise. Her father spoke, "Cassie, this is none of your business! How DARE you..."
    But she didn't hear the rest. The room spun around her, the lights became dim and hazy like a sunset and, the next thing she knew, she was free.
    Singing sorrowfully in the forest, Cassie was found by Carl Mastersfate, who kindly informed her she was a Garou. Cassie was ecstatic. She wasn't a human!

    Cassie embraces her Galliard nature, but is not so keen on her Silver Fang nature because the tribe is known for its arrogance and for injustices they have committed. Cassie interprets being a Silver Fang as a search for the truth, not just for position. She is no longer so slow to speak, although sometimes remains silent for too long, and sometimes errs on the impulsive side. She is a quick learner.
    She has a strong affinity for all the members of Wyvern's Claw, even when she disagrees with their actions. She will make her dislike known, but only briefly, and then move on to more important matters. If pressed, she is willing to fight for a belief, but only if it is very important to her. She is willing to protect any of her packmates with her life, and will do the same for any Caern or innocent in trouble.
    Cassie is a poet, her written words tend to be elegant and stylistic, although lengthy. She thinks it is better than the alternative, silence, with which she lived for far too long.
    (Cassie has taken her place as a warrior within the Pack, and is learning to use her Galliard nature to its full advantage.--Kelly, the webmistress)

In the Eyes of Others

"Just standing there, she has an aloof, pre-occupied air that makes you think she's a Theurge. Luckily, when the time for speaking or singing comes along, she does pretty well."

Kati Warsinger, Alpha of the Storm Bitches