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ragesagainsttheoddsTHE HUNTRESS
Ren O'Neill
Name
21 Age
Hunter Role
None Marked by
Josie (Thigh)Has Marked
HUNTER
TRINKET
A single wolf’s tooth.
TASK Chosen for this role are those who move like predators, who wholly devote themselves to the pursuit of their goals. They understand that life is a gift, that sacrifices must be made in the name of protecting the herd. Hunters bring in offerings for the commune. They track and kill game, oversee threats at the forest’s boundaries, and bring back what the commune needs.
TRANSFORMATION
☩ Their pupils dilate too wide in the dark, reflecting light like an animal’s.
☩ The thrill of the hunt is overpowering. Chasing, cornering, overpowering — it makes their pulse race, their breath quicken. It does not matter if their prey is animal or human.
☩ Their nails grow back too quickly when broken, returning jagged like pointed claws. Left untrimmed, they become painfully talon-like, incapable of holding anything without destroying it.
☩ Their teeth ache when someone is weak in front of them. A wound, a limp, the slightest fear — they can smell it all, and these things make them size up the people around them, tempted to sink teeth into flesh.
☩ They wake up with warm blood beneath their nails, the taste of raw meat on their tongue. They do not remember hunting, but they know something — or someone — was killed.
☩ They do not need to sleep. They can track for days and grow restless without a target to hunt. At night, they roam the forest, refusing to stop until they feel bone snap beneath their hands; sometimes, they wake chasing someone they know.
☩ They never miss a target. No matter how fast, how far, once they set their sights on something, it becomes impossible for their quarry to outrun them.
A single wolf’s tooth.
TASK Chosen for this role are those who move like predators, who wholly devote themselves to the pursuit of their goals. They understand that life is a gift, that sacrifices must be made in the name of protecting the herd. Hunters bring in offerings for the commune. They track and kill game, oversee threats at the forest’s boundaries, and bring back what the commune needs.
TRANSFORMATION
☩ Their pupils dilate too wide in the dark, reflecting light like an animal’s.
☩ The thrill of the hunt is overpowering. Chasing, cornering, overpowering — it makes their pulse race, their breath quicken. It does not matter if their prey is animal or human.
☩ Their nails grow back too quickly when broken, returning jagged like pointed claws. Left untrimmed, they become painfully talon-like, incapable of holding anything without destroying it.
☩ Their teeth ache when someone is weak in front of them. A wound, a limp, the slightest fear — they can smell it all, and these things make them size up the people around them, tempted to sink teeth into flesh.
☩ They wake up with warm blood beneath their nails, the taste of raw meat on their tongue. They do not remember hunting, but they know something — or someone — was killed.
☩ They do not need to sleep. They can track for days and grow restless without a target to hunt. At night, they roam the forest, refusing to stop until they feel bone snap beneath their hands; sometimes, they wake chasing someone they know.
☩ They never miss a target. No matter how fast, how far, once they set their sights on something, it becomes impossible for their quarry to outrun them.
BINDING
INFO
DREAMS
running through the forest on four paws, the warm arms of multiple bodies around her, the metalic taste of blood, blinding rage, the smell of grass and calm air, claws rending through meat
MANNERISMS
affected nonchallance, ruffling her hair, needs to be constantly in motion or fiddling with something, keeping watch on the surrounds at all times, rolling neck and wrists
LANGUAGES
English, Garou (Werewolf)
SKILLS
hand to hand combat, weapons combat, hunting and tracking, protection
running through the forest on four paws, the warm arms of multiple bodies around her, the metalic taste of blood, blinding rage, the smell of grass and calm air, claws rending through meat
MANNERISMS
affected nonchallance, ruffling her hair, needs to be constantly in motion or fiddling with something, keeping watch on the surrounds at all times, rolling neck and wrists
LANGUAGES
English, Garou (Werewolf)
SKILLS
hand to hand combat, weapons combat, hunting and tracking, protection
AT A GLANCE
INFO
HEIGHT
5FT 10"
WEIGHT
170lbs (muscular)
ACCENT
Northern British - requently mistaken for Scottish or Irish
ALLIES
Devon, Melissa (?)
DEMENOUR
Playful, competative, protective, irreverant, primal
PRONOUNS
SHE/HER
SPECIES
Garou
5FT 10"
WEIGHT
170lbs (muscular)
ACCENT
Northern British - requently mistaken for Scottish or Irish
ALLIES
Devon, Melissa (?)
DEMENOUR
Playful, competative, protective, irreverant, primal
PRONOUNS
SHE/HER
SPECIES
Garou
LOOBOOK
