Tobias

Tobias Castellanos It's hard growing up when no one wants you. Rejected by his mother and father both, he was taken in by his mother's brother to raise. Not that having to raise a literal little monster is anyone's ideal way to spend a few years. Still his uncle was a patient man a guided the young metis through his first change and instructed him in the way of his people and adopted tribe. In fact, his uncle's pack in Seattle adopted the young shifter and gave him quite a varied education if not exactly a traditional one. After he went through his rite of passage he decided to strike out on his own and see a little of the country. He uses his skills as an artist to make enough money to get from place to place and keep food in his belly, sleeping in his old camper van as often as not. Part of him is just looking for a place to settle and call home, though. Notable Stats: Silence Pure Breed: 2 RP Hooks Starving Artist .. He can often be found in touristy area of town selling off his art (mostly paintings and drawings), or offering to do pencil sketches for money. Mr. Brightside .. Despite a rough life, there's an optimism streak in Tobias a mile wide. He's generally sunny and in a good mood. Stands Out in a Crowd .. Let's face it, he doesn't blend in well, and that's enough for some people. Contacts No One - Be the first? Gallery Profile Full Name: Tobias Castellanos Played By: Bera Invanishvili Date of Birth: January 3rd Apparent Age: Early 20s Occupation: Starving Artist Nature: Honest-Abe Demeanor: Optimist Template: Garou Ritename: Chases-Color Tribe: Children of Gaia Breed: Metis Auspice: Ragabash Rank: Cliath Soundtrack Sinners - Barns Courtney Down and out, and out of luck We're spinning, but the needle's stuck Let's go have some fun before They go and put us in the ground Lions sit in solemn lines Drinking gin and dropping lines Wasting beats in this heart of mine Until the morning comes around No Roots - Alice Merton I like standing still, boy, that's just a wishful plan Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night Logs No pages meet these criteria.