Faith/Stereotypes

Okay, I know garou are weird, but you guys take the flippin' cake. I ask for some basic freakin' intel on who's running what part of this shit show and you wanna pierce me with pieces of pissed off spirit infused metal? Walk on dudes. WALK. ON.

Really, you're going to judge me because I have some kind of leftover pheromonal trace. Sure I'm distantly related to Valka Great-thorn. Well I mean shit, she could have helped the Uktena, but I wasn't there. Maybe there's a reason she didn't?

Alright, I had a lot of concerns about you guys based on what I'd heard. I've seen nothing but camaraderie, honor, and patience. I'm really grateful that you're teaching me.

You're stories made up to frighten little kinfolk. You don't even exist.

I have to say, you've been some of the kindest, most welcoming crew I've met so far in this town. Whatever else is to come, you're survivors. I respect that and honor it.