Northern-Lands

**Northern Lands** is a Wendigo.

## Biography

You were born in the wilderness of norther Alaska, the only one of your litter to survive one of the harshest winters on record. You grew quickly, and strong.

In two years you were leading your own pack and thriving.

Then came the hunters --- they rode terrible machines and shouted loudly, the sound of their voices striking down  your pack one by one. When at last you were the only one that remained, they shouted again and you felt the terrible magic in their voices strike your shoulder and something changed. Every last one of them died by your teeth and claws, but so did the wolf you had been.

A young warrior of the Wendigo came to you and taught you what you were --- a Philodox of the Garou. He taught you that you could not only take the war form, but could become as the humans as well. This piqued your curiosity and when it came time to make your Rite of Passage, you were given a gift by your elder -- your choice of trials. Since you already knew how to be a wolf, you decided to spend the next two years as a man that you might know both sides of yourself. Many among the lupus chided you for foolishness, many among the homid were shocked and amused. But when two years had passed and you returned to your people.

It was with great respect and great expectation.

So you took up the mantle of teacher, and of ambassador. When there was a dispute between homid and lupus, you were there to help them see with each other's eyes.

When new homid cubs came to the sept you taught them the strengths of the lupus form like none other. When new lupus cubs came you took them under your wing and showed them how to wear a man's skin convincingly and without fear.

It seemed so natural to you-- the Garou are creatures of both wolf and man, spirit and flesh. They stand astride two worlds by their very nature, and yet most ignore half of themselves. Your lupus cousins rarely offer more than disdain for the ways of the homids. The homids patronize their lupus cousins, as though the lupus were too stupid to understand human ways. But Gaia gave the Garou the means to bridge this gap--- the Half Moons.

It was obvious to you. You were born to stand between--- between spirit and flesh, between wolf and man, between homid and lupus. And you were meant to be a conduit between each. The metis, though, they are a problem. It's clear to you why the Litany forbids the mating of Garou with Garou--the progeny of such a union is left without any place. They are only Garou, and can call neither the world of men nor of wolves home. Really, there is little you can do but pity them.

You have taken upon yourself a great burden and you take it very seriously.

Only together can the Garou survive the Apocalypse, and that means the differences between all peoples, great and small, must be put aside or all shall perish to feed the Wyrm's unholy hunger. Strive to find the middle ground. You know much of the ways of men, but there is still a great deal to learn.

Two years in man time is not the same as two years in wolf time.

You have much progress to make, but you learn quickly and eagerly.

**Equipment:** Your "human clothes," a sacred pipe, your dog eared copy of 'The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.'

## Stats

**Breed:** Lupus

**Auspice:** Philodox

**Physical:** Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 3

**Social:** Charisma 3, Manipulation 2. Appearance 2

**Mental:** Perception 3, Intelligence 3, Wits 4

**Talents:** Alertness 2, Athletics 3, Brawl 3, Empathy 2, Primal Urge 4, Subterfuge 1

**Skills:** Etiquette 2, Leadership 3, Survival 2

**Knowledges:** Enigmas 2, Law 1, Linguistics 2, Occult 1, Politics 2, Rituals 2

**Backgrounds:** Ancestors 2, Pure Breed 3

**Gifts:** Heightened Senses, Resist Pain, Camouflage

**Rage:** 4

**Gnosis:** 5

**Willpower:** 5

## Trivia

* This is the Lupus version of a similar character