Derek MacMillan/Stereotypes

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Vampire "Kill them. Whatever it takes. Bring them to the sun. Burn them to ash. Kill every last one of these bloodsucking things."
Wraith "Even the most logical and unbelieving fool will tremble when the night is dark and the banshee wails. As for me... I know ghosts are real, poor souls."
Mage "I have no trust and little patience for those who claim to sieze the power of the gods. And my patience ends when they try to sieze our caerns. But fortunately enough, no matter how powerful or subtle a wizard may be, two feet of blade planted firmly through their ribcage will almost certainly put a cramp in their style."
Changeling "The common folk I respect. They flourish and thrive in a world that seeks to end them simply for existing. I recall our blood-pacts of old, and will stand with them at need. Their nobility however... had better just keep their distance. I won't be snared a second time."
Mortal "How can we have hope for victory against the Wyrm when the Weaver binds the hearts of men in Her web? Are they really so blind they cannot see how Gaia suffers? I wish I knew what we could do."
Hunter "Stop that at once, you fool! I'm not your enemy! That thing over there is!"

Black Furies "The daughters of Pegasus are fierce and loyal in combat, one and all. They put the lie to the thought of women as the weaker sex. Glad I am that our Mother has such fierce defenders to stand with us. But... it would be nice if they would stop looking down their noses at me just because I have a penis."
Bone Gnawers "The other tribes disdain Rat's children at their peril. They are still Garou, and worthy allies. For a friend, they will share what little they have, and I am grateful for it."
Children of Gaia "Unicorn's children... puzzle me. They are born for war, and yet champion peace. How do they reconcile one with the other? They must be wise indeed, for I cannot see how it could be done."
Get of Fenris "I will not deny that Fenrir's children are mighty in battle. But our war with the Wyrm will end one day. What will become of them then?"
Glass Walkers "Like the Bone Gnawers, Cockroach's children are vastly at home in the Scabs. Unlike the Bone Gnawers, they're wont to turn up their noses at the rest of us. I sometimes wonder if the Weaver has not ensnared them too much."
Red Talons "I feel for Griffin's children. The wolf grows ever weaker, while man acts as the Wyrm's unwitting pawn. However, there are times when I fear that their hatred for the homids might overcome their reason. We need both sides of ourselves to be whole."
Shadow Lords "I find myself uneasy when in the company of Grandfather Thunder's children. All too often they put me in mind of the bitch-queen who stole my youth. Always scheming, scheming, scheming. If they would leave aside their plots and plans and focus on their skill in battle, they would make much worthier rivals for the Silver Fangs."
Silent Striders "I welcome the chance to share a fire with one of Owl's children, every time it appears. They know much, they see much, and their tales are nearly as good as ours. With the right amount of embellishment, they would give any one of us a run for our money."
Silver Fangs "I have had my fill of kings and queens. But still... our Mother gave Falcon's children the mantle of rulership. I will not question Her choice. But that doesn't mean I have to like it."
Stargazers "Children of Chimaera... they are very much like the chimerae I know. They seem almost like living dreams themselves, with their meditations and curious practices. I do not know them well, nor do I think I would be able to. They're so very different, though that hardly makes them bad. They are still Garou, after all."
Uktena "I worry for Uktena's children. They delve into dark magicks and stain themselves with the secrets they keep. So many of us have fallen to the Wyrm, so much more easily. How long can they hold on to their purity before they join the Wyrm Howlers in evil?"
Wendigo "Yes, it is true. My ancestors, and those of many others, did terrible things to those of Wendigo's children. But how long will they continue to hate us? Until the Wyrm has devoured us all? Perhaps we might wait until after our victory for them to air centuries-old grievances?"