"Leadership is more of a state of mind than a position."
Homid Shadow Lord Ragabash
Strength 2 (4/6/5/3) | Charisma 2 | Perception 3 |
Dexterity 2 (2/3/4/4) | Manipulation 3 | Intelligence 4 knowledgeable |
Stamina 3 (5/6/6/5) | Appearance 3 | Wits 3 |
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Alertness 2 (+2) | Drive 1 | Computers 2 |
Brawl 2 | Etiquette 1 | Enigmas 1 |
Dodge 2 | Performance 1 | Investigation 1 |
Expression 2 | Repair 2 | Law 2 |
Intimidation 1 | Stealth 3 | Linguistics 1 |
Primal Urge 1 (+2) | Traps 1 | Politics 3 |
Streetwise 2 | Rituals 2 | |
Subterfuge 3 | Science 2 | |
Occult 1 |
Gifts: Persuasion, Blur of the Milky Eye, Fatal Flaw, Camouflage,
Open Seal,
Sight from Beyond, Call of the
Wyld
Rites: Summoning, Binding, Cleansing
Age: 19 Height: 5'8" Weight: 150 lbs Eyes: Brown Hair: Red
An orphan from childhood, Nathan's parents died in
a car wreck when he was three. Since that time he has been bounced
from foster home to foster home due to being what his foster parents called
"mischievous". As far as his early education went, Nathan found it
boring in the extreme, and not in the manner of one who falls asleep in
class. After skipping two grades Nathan found himself the youngest
person in his grade and, worse than that, without many friends. Most
people took him for a nerd.
Nathan moved to solve this problem in two ways:
first by learning to brew beer, and second by committing a series of ingenious
pranks against some of the school's less liked teachers. This brought
him popularity, but for his skills, not himself. Upon realizing this,
an embittered Nathan started targeting everybody... He was never caught,
though there were suspicions.
Upon graduating, Nathan received a four year scholarship
to U of M (the only way he could afford
college), where he double majored in math and political science.
After a year of making straight A's, Nathan was courted by a frat, Delta
Sigma Phi. For the past two years Nathan has been making beer for
them, tutoring them, entertaining them with his pranks, and generally being
on good terms, but ignored the rest of the time. Also of note is
that Nathan met Dr. Matthews, a professor at U of M, during this time.
Nathan took his class and, due to the professor's dislike of his attitude,
it remains the only blemish on an otherwise perfect record. Two months
later, Dr. Matthews found his car filled with a viscous green and white
foam. Nathan was never implicated.
The beginning of Nathan's new life occurred in the
beginning of his senior year. One of his frat brothers overheard
Dr. Matthews trying to talk his Math 475 professor into hitting Nathan's
grades again. It was time for a pre-emptive prank.
Two nights later, Nathan snuck into the chem building with every intention
of replacing Dr. Matthew's crystal experiment with something the police
would find a little more entertaining. Unfortunately, he got caught.
Confronted by Dr. Matthews, a group that looked everything like the men
in black, and threats about having his mind altered, Nathan's anger boiled
over.
After the immediate flight and subsequent realization
of what he was, Nathan was contacted by Darren of the Sept
of Work and Wisdom, who offered Nathan a place to hide. Nathan
wasn't up to trusting anybody and bolted again, only to be confronted a
couple of hours later by a couple of cyborgs in an animal control van.
After being caught and subsequently rescued by Darren
and his pack, Nathan was taken to the Sept of Work and Wisdom and initiated
into Garou ways. After finding out Nathan's tribe (Shadow Lords),
Darren and Company took Nathan to the Sept of Gaia's Strength where he
was accepted, kind of. He found that, with good past reason, Shadow
Lords are treated with distrust and suspicion, but are accepted.
As far as finding out about his Garou nature goes,
Nathan has taken it just like all the other changes in his life:
accept it and keep going. He's been accepted into a rather political
pack which may be annoyed with his pranks and penchant for going his own
way (nobody previously cared), but the least he can do is give them a shot.
(Thus far, Nathan has managed to get in trouble
every session, but the pack has always managed to get him back out of it,
often with advantageous results. He is well on his way to earning
the nickname 'Rockchucker'.--Kelly, the webmistress)
"Hate not the shadow
you see in another's fur
until you see yours."