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| nowrap style="text-align:right; vertical-align:top; padding:5px 5px 0 0;" | <font style="text-shadow: brown 1px 1px 1px">'''Metis'''</font>
 
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| style="width:100%; vertical-align:top; padding:5px 0 0 5px;" | I was born Crinos. I also only discovered my human face when I was a teenager, and even then I had to learn how to live with my withered, useless legs. Now I can walk, run, and fight for Gaia. Whoever thinks that I'm less for being metis is in for a nasty surprise. Whoever voice anything against the metis will have to feal with a very pissed off garou, and all the spirits I can muster to make his life living Malfeas.
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| style="width:100%; vertical-align:top; padding:5px 0 0 5px;" | I was born Crinos. I also only discovered my human face when I was a teenager, and even then I had to learn how to live with my withered, useless legs. Now I can walk, run, and fight for Gaia. Whoever thinks that I'm less for being metis is in for a nasty surprise. Whoever voice anything against the metis will have to deal with a very pissed off garou, me. Not to mention all the spirits I can muster to make his life living Malfeas.
 
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Revision as of 05:51, 26 October 2015

Garou Glasswalkers.png Most of the members of the Garou Nation don't feel comfortable in the city, or among the humans. Just close you eyes and feel that even here, Gaia speak to us. The message may be codified by the weaver, of garbled by the wyld. True attunement comes from listening what the spirits have to say.
Metis Metis.png I was born Crinos. I also only discovered my human face when I was a teenager, and even then I had to learn how to live with my withered, useless legs. Now I can walk, run, and fight for Gaia. Whoever thinks that I'm less for being metis is in for a nasty surprise. Whoever voice anything against the metis will have to deal with a very pissed off garou, me. Not to mention all the spirits I can muster to make his life living Malfeas.