Campaign:WereDERP/Salvador

Name: Salvador, Stares-in-Silence, "Lapdog"   Breed: Lupus         Pack Name:
Player: Faux                       Auspice: Theurge      Pack Totem:
Chronicle: WereDERP           Tribe: Silent Strider        Concept: Western wanderer

Attributes:

Physical             Social                Mental

Strength   oo         Charisma      oo    Perception    ooo
Dexterity  ooo        Manipulation  ooo   Intelligence  ooo
Stamina    ooo        Appearance    o     Wits          oooo

Abilities:

Talents              Skills                Knowledges

Alertness    ooo     Animal Ken  oo        Computers
Athletics    oo      Crafts                Enigmas       o
Brawl        oo      Drive                 Investigation
Dodge        ooo     Etiquette             Law
Empathy      o       Firearms    oo        Linguistics   oo
Expression           Leadership  o         Medicine
Intimidation o       Melee                 Occult        oo
Primal-Urge  o       Performance           Politics
Streetwise           Stealth     ooo       Rituals       oo
Subterfuge   o       Survival    ooo       Science
Other                Other                 Other
Other                Other                 Other
Other                Other                 Other

Advantages:

  Background
  Rites ooooo

Rites:

  Binding
  Summoning
  Talisman Dedication
        

Gifts                  Gifts
Sense Wyrm,
Spirit Speech,
Heightened Senses,
Mother's Touch

Renown

Glory                      Rage oo
Temp. Glory                Temp. Rage
Honor                      Gnosis ooooo
Temp. Honor                Temp. Gnosis xxx
Wisdom                     Willpower ooo
Temp Wisdom                Temp. Willpower

Merits:

Flaws:

Health

  Bruised    0  
  Hurt      -1  
  Injured   -1  
  Wounded   -2  
  Mauled    -2  
  Crippled  -3  
  Incapacitated 

Experience Points:

Notes and other information: Salvador was wandering the deserts of the Western US territories after the shooting death of his wolf mother. He was adopted by a pack of lawless werewolves, largely homid and metis, who introduced him to the pleasures of the civilized world and the ease of taking any of it they wanted.

Short Will Branston, the leader of the gang, named him Salvador after a dead friend he resembled. he helped them rustle cattle, and learned English, Spanish, and how to drink and gamble. Despite being a light-skinned black man, some appropriate facial hair and the right accent convinced most people he was Mexican, a step up the social ladder in the West. His real identity was realized by a wandering Strider named Eats-the-Road, who taught him some of the ways of his tribe and encouraged his role as a Theurge. Unfortunately, he bit off more than he could chew one day and found himself stuck in the Umbra until modern day. All his old friends are dead, the world is bigger than ever and his wandering has begun in earnest.