Attributes:

Physical
Strength 4
Dexterity 3
Stamina  4

Social
Charisma  3
Manipulation  2
Appearance  3

Mental
Perception  4
Intelligence  2
Wits  3

Abilities:

Talents
Alertness 1
Athletics 2
Brawl 4 (Claws)
Dodge 2
Expression 2
Primal Urge: 3

Skills
Survival:  3
Animal Ken:  3
Stealth:  3

Knowledge
Rituals:  3
Occult:  2

Backgrounds:
Fetish 3  (Phoebe's Veil)

Rage 4
Gnosis 7
Willpower 7

Gifts:
Heightened Senses
Blur of the Milky Eye
Open Seal
Scent of Running Water
Sense Wyrm

Renown:
Rank: 1 (Cliath)
Glory 2
Wisdom 1
Honor: 1

Merits:

Flaws:
 

DESCRIPTION:

Stone Biter stands to one side, in her Homid form.  She is tall and lean, her body muscular and athletic, the build of a warrior or a dancer.  Her hair is long and black, hanging free and wild.  Her eyes are a deep murky grey, like the sky before a great lightning storm.  Her body is marked with the occasional scar where silver has bit into her, but nothing to overly mark her appearance.  She is attractive in a rough sort of way, of more appeal to the primitive, rather than the urbane.

She is dressed in a pair of leather pants, hand crafted, and a simple brown vest worked with beads, feathers, and Celtic knot patterns.  Around her neck she wears a leather cord, to which is attached a well polished black stone, with the image of an eye worked into it in white.  A silken sheath has been woven over the stone, the diaphonous shroud not concealing the decoration overly much.
 
 
 
 
 

HISTORY:

Named both for an unfortunate incident while she was learning to hunt, as well as for her tendency to tenaciously pursue what she believes to be right, even in the face of considerable oppostion,  Stone Biter has always walked a dangerous line.  She has a fierce hatred of the Wyrm, but she also has an interest in mankind considered somewhat unseemly among her kin.

Stone Biter is driven by curiosity.  She pursues what she is interested in, and is constantly asking questions and snooping into things she shouldn't be.  Such behavior has made her a bit of a pariah among the Furies, but that is fine with her.  She is a wanderer and an explorer, always wanting to see what is over the next hill or in that rotted log.

Having grown up among her people deep within their forest stronghold, she has little experience with Mankind, and is unlikely to be familiar with even the most basic concepts of civilized society.  She is also not an amazingly quick study, although she rarely makes the same mistake more than two or three times.  She is a fierce opponent of evil, and is quick to send Banelings to their graves with her claws and fangs.