Editing Campaign:Golby's Beautiful Placeholder/Lunas Might Roar (section)

== Basics ==
*'''Campaign:''' http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Campaign:Golby's_Beautiful_Placeholder
*'''Name:''' Light of the Scarlet Moon
*'''Concept:''' Proud warrior of Luna with a habit of gender mixing
*'''Caste/Aspect:''' Full Moon
*'''Motivation:''' To talk with Luna on the nature of all things.
*'''Positive intimacies:''' Solar Sis. Any group she holds close.
*'''Negative intimacies:''' 
*'''Anima:''' Two moonsilver alpha male lions that run along side her.
*'''Anima Effects:''' Full Moons may spend five motes of Essence to double their speed and leaping distances for a scene. The Full Moon also doubles her Strength for the purpose of feats of strength. This effect stacks with other increases, but only by adding a factor equal to the original value, not continuing to multiply by two. A Lunar who increases her running speed twice moves at three times her normal speed, not four.
*'''Experience:''' 31/542 unspent/ total
*'''Spirit shape:''' Lion.
*'''Tell:''' Paw foot prints.
*'''Faction:''' THE SENESCHALS OF THE SUN KINGS

=== Background ===
“I didn’t have a fancy upbringing. No.” She states, the flames from the campfire casting a dancing light over her features, the moon light bringing the intricate tattoo patterns on her well formed face to life. She grabs a stick from the floor and slowly sharpens it on a claw, “When I was a kid, you had to get by on your wits, how far you could run and how fast you can do it.” She lunges, stabbing the stick into something on the ground. It squeaks and struggles until committed to the fire to cook. “I grew up around the south, don’t remember much. Family life was boring, I think I had some siblings but the names and faces escape me.” She turns the stick over a bit, the glowing swirls on her arms wriggle around. 

“Life kicked off when I hit 20,” She begins, reclining where the flames can’t illuminate, “Apparently some old fellow died and people with horns and extra arms started sniffing around my village, sometimes literally sniffing.” She taps her nose with a flaming rat, “They made a big deal about the stars and refused to leave, but they weren’t hurting anybody so we didn’t complain. One night when Luna’s radiance was at its fullest, one’a them gets in a real nark about something and gathers up everyone, by shouting, freaking out something mad. His friends tried to hold him down for a few seconds before they ran. I couldn’t see much, it was dark, but he was at least twice the height of anyone I’d seen and he tells us all to run. So I fucking got out of there, and he sprints after us. There were a 100 or so of us, so it’s not like I had to out run him, just the people behind me.” She laughs and pulls the well cooked rat out of the fire; a hungry bite sees its head gone.

She talks with her mouthful, its not pleasant, “So he’s chasing after people, and when he catches them,” she picks up a rock and tosses it into the air, “He takes a swipe,” she swings her hand at the rock and its sent flying out of vision, “and they go flying, some even split in half. And this went on for almost a week, I had to eat some horrible stuff, you don’t even want to know.” She bites into the rats stomach and tears out some guts. “Anyways, suddenly I fall down, near dead. That’s when it happens, whole area glows silver and I burst into light. And damn, that was a thrill, that was ''the rush.'' And I jumped to my feet to see the dude chasing me get tackled and mauled by 3 other giant guys. And woah ho silver light everywhere. Anyway, they clear up and come to me talking about the wyld and Gods and exaltation, and the way I see it, there’s three of them, 10 foot tall, so I can’t say no, right? Right. So I go with them, I get these nifty-ass tattoos,” she flexes, “And then these tests, murder, pacts, factions, dragonblood raids, diplomacy, yadda yadda.”

She bites away the rest of the rat and throws the stick onto the fire, “So, anyways, once I pick up a few bloods I pack up my things and leave, everyone was cool with it. One day I’m wondering this town, getting hungry and I stumble across this bandit group lacking muscle. And being the magnificent muscular specimen I am, I volunteer. And meet the boss, and damn she is hot. And, well, what can I say, eh?” She smirks. There’s a rustle in the bushes behind her, she puts a silencing finger to her lips. Slowly she melts into the form of a black snake and slithers away into the darkness. 

Laid back and warmhearted she has a slight tendency towards show offyness and arrogance even when lesser than those around her. Inwardly somewhat caring and compassionate even if she never shows it, she's quick to defend what she owns and what she cares for and believes in a code of honor not dissimilar to The Silver Way.

=== Appearance ===
Attractive and charismatic she stands on the shorter side of average, well tanned to a tawny brown. Her blonde hair hangs behind her head in a big poofball that no one seems to notice. Overly baggy pants hide her slightly digitigrade legs. A brilliant silver breastplate huddles up to her chest and most of her stomach, protecting her and shifting with her body.
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