Once a noble Garou of the Shadow Lords Tribe, Murayama had to be thrown into the dark, ravaged by rabid wolves, forged in the pit of balefire, and molded in the Black Labyrinth to become the hateful, malevolent creature that he is right now. Was it justified? Perhaps, but one thing's for sure is that the wolf now revels in his newfound identity.
The circumstances that led to his downfall, and consequently his rebirth were by no means an accident. He was tricked, betrayed, by the same people that he once hailed as comrades, and the Dancer is out for blood. He might not find the ones responsible anytime soon, but the blood of the Tribe in general will do, and so will the rest of the Gaians.
Trained in the fine arts of manipulation, deceit, and trickery, he's as adept as using his tongue to fool or mislead an opponent as he is at slitting their throats as soon as they turn their backs.
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