| "I am Anya Lenore Aisling Ryan, kin to the Fiana, spirit chaser, sworn to the Rose, lover of fairy tales and often lost in dreams."
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- I'm sure the Garou know best, though sometimes life with them is challenging.
- Sorcery is a mixed bag. The paths some follow are honestly frightening, and some I'd never touch. My own is a rare one, but I find it fulfilling.
- I don't know all that much about the Fera. I know they exist, but I've never met one.
- Not letting Changelings know I can see them is probably the best course of action, but it's hard, sometimes. Not that my memories are precise, but I know I see... something. Sometimes.
- The wraiths are tragic. Sometimes, I wish I didn't see them, though in fairness, it's good for them to be seen.
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- Brooke - Nice lady. Bacon-bot is both wonderful and terrifying.
Blossom - Who's a pretty rosecat? This is my Guide. Ambulatory rosebush with feline tendencies and just a dash of hedgehog.
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| Race:
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Kinfolk
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| Tribe:
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Fiana
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| Full Name:
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Anya Lenore Aisling Ryan
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| Date of Birth:
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January 10, 2002
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| Heritage:
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Irish/Israeli
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| Demeanor:
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Dreamer
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| Apparent Age:
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20
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| Height:
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5'2"
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- Roses: The girl likes roses. She really, really likes them. She grows roses, she wears rose-inspired jewelry, she smells of roses. This is because she has achieved communion with the spirit of the rose.
- Sorcerer: Master of one path, and one path only, but it's certainly a thing she can claim. Anya is a spirit chaser.
- Kinfolk: Related to the Fiana tribe, Anya comes from a good, strong Fiana family. It's a pity about her mother being human, though, it watered down the blood.
- Spirit Sight: She has it. Spirits, wraiths, chimera. If Anya seems a bit distracted at times, it's due to this.
- The Gardens - Anya is the new owner of The Gardens, which houses a rooftop eatery called The Hanging Gardens and an underground club called The Sunken Gardens. For those with eyes to see it, the place seems to draw in tiny chimera and little spirits of the Wylde a-plenty.
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