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"In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.."
- Albert Camus

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The Ancient Savage:
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.”

― Robert Frost


Confused Ancient

  • Ancient - Alright, let's get this out of the way immediately. Nuna is several millenia old -technically-. She doesn't know the exact date, because she never used the Roman Calendar. However, almost the entirety of that was spent locked away via a horrid magical ritual. So, while she is SUPER old, she isn't as powerful as one would be. She's just about as insane, though.


  • Chumash - Nuna is a member of the Chumash Tribe.At one time, their territory encompassed 7,000 square miles that spanned from the beaches of Malibu to Paso Robles. The tribe is roughly 13,000 years old. They were a Tribe which mainly survived through fishing and similar things. During her Embraced time in the ancient days, her and her Brood were protectors of the Tribe. Now she is the only one left that she is aware of.


  • Caine - Even though she is ancient, she does not believe in Caine. Not one bit. She doesn't even know what Christianity -is-. No, she comes from a lineage who believe Vampires were created by the Sun God, Morning Star, the Moon, and Slo'w the Great Eagle to be nighttime protectors and to be monsters to keep the worse things away. She thinks the concept of being descended from a homicidal farmer is ludicrous.


  • English - Yeeeeeeah, she doesn't speak it. Not yet, at least.


  • Bound - A few millenia ago Nuna was banished to the Umbra, and bound within a circle deep beneath the Earth in an underwater grotto. She spent all those millenia being tormented by Banes and other spirits. Recently, a pack of adventuring Garou accidentally broke the sealing wards, and rocketed her back to the physical realm.


  • Tibik-kizis Ikwe - The Tibik-kizis Ikwe, or Moon Women, were the opposing side to Nuna's Sun and Eagle worship. They were vile worshipers of the great Sky Coyote, or Moon. Decievers, brutes and monsters, they preyed on the weak and enacted horrific blood rituals and dealt with dark, malevolent spirits. These nights they are extinct...or so Nuna hopes.


  • Homeless - With no money, network, or knowledge of this world, the girl is homeless. She currently lives in a cave in the forest, watching the city from afar with confused horror.


  • Anachronism - Electricity? Cars? Internet? Pop Culture? Modern clothing and social mores? What the fuck are you talking about?


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Seeking Life

  • Stat Stuff To Come -
Belladonna and aconite
Give to me the gift of flight
Take me up, airborne in the night
In a dream, across the sky
A hundred - million miles high
Take me ever onwards in the night


Inkubus Sukkubus ~ Belladonna and Aconite



People On My Path:
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Eagle's Other Children

Others

Nuna
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“Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.”
- Ralph Waldo Emerson


True Age: Several Millenia
Apparent Age: Jailbait
Clan: Gangrel
Faction: Autarkis (For Now)
Occupation: Homeless Crazy Person
Demeanor: Predator
Tribe: Chumash
Authored By: FeralSmile

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"Far Away"
~ Jose Gonzalez
Step infront of a runaway train, just to feel alive again.
Pushing forward through the night, aching chest and blurry sight.
It's so far, so far away.
It's so far, so far away.
Cold wind blows into the skin.
Can't believe the state you're in.
It's so far, so far away.
It's so far, so far away.
Who are you trying to impress, steadily creating a mess?
Step in front of a runaway train, just to feel alive again.
Pushing forward through the night, aching chest and blurry sight.
Aching chest and blurry sight, aching chest and blurry sight.
Step in front of a runaway train, just to feel alive again.
Pushing forward through the night, aching chest and blurry sight.
Aching chest and blurry sight, aching chest and blurry sight...


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