I was born in Scandinavia, but grew up in America for the most part. I party, I sing, I do heavy labor for a living. Sometimes I lift boxes, sometimes I lift people. Lifting drunk troublemakers out of bars is an okay way to make a living. Lifting bad guys out of windows is very satisfying.
Okay, so we're all friends in here. I was born as a wolf. The change was not pleasant for me or my family. I can't leave my past behind but the fact is, I'm very different now. More than a wolf entirely. Being Garou means having a job to do, and I love it.
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The more I come to understand humankind, the more impressed I am. I can't bring myself to hate them like so many of my brothers do.
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The good guys. Aren't we all on the same side?
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The best at our job.
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There's danger in getting too close, if something goes wrong. I'm angry at how defenseless they are.
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The single greatest danger. If we could defeat them, we'd have much more freedom to help Gaia.
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I look forward to slaying something a hundred times my age. A worthy challenge.
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- Why yes, I am a pack animal without a pack to call my own. If your pack has Get, or needs a Galliard, so much the better.
- Are you Garou or Garou-friendly and spoiling for a fight? I would be happy to help you throw down, no matter the foe.
- Looking for a bar fight? I like to stay in shape!
- Need a perfectly upstanding and legal bouncer or heavy laborer to be in the right place at the right time? I can be your knight in shining armor, or your inconvenient witness.
- Are there rumors that you know something useful about our foes? I'm always hunting for lore.
- Are you attractive, and willing to overlook a terribly scarred eye? I'm compelling, yet prone to making poor decisions or missing the obvious. Call me sometime~
- NOTE: Risk 1...for now.
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Rank:
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Cliath
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Auspice:
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Galliard
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Tribe:
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Get of Fenris
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Breed:
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Lupus
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Full Name:
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Ralf Uflaks
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Deed Name:
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Looks Ahead
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Height:
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6'1"
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Weight:
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220 lbs.
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Hair Color:
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Blonde
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Eye Color:
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Blue
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Pure Breed:
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Charisma:
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Appearance:
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One Eye:
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His right eye is scarred and ugly.
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Acute Hearing:
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More than makes up for it.
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Animal Magnetism:
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If you can get past the looks, he has a certain something.
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Strict Carnivore:
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If it's not meat, it might as well be dirt.
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