Kyrie Sandu (human)

b]~ Basics ~[/b]

 

[b]Name:[/b] Valkyrie Sandu

[b]Virtue:[/b] Fortitude

[b]Vice:[/b] Lust

[b]Auspice:[/b] Cahalith: Gibbous Moon

[b]Tribe:[/b]

[b]Concept:[/b] Face and Tactician

 

[b]~ Appearance ~[/b]

 

[b]Age:[/b] 19

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Height:[/b] 5’ 10

[b]Weight:[/b] 140

[b]Eyes:[/b] Green

[b]Hair Color:[/b] Black but has streaks of vibrant purple

[b]Hair Style:[/b] Long and wild

[b]Complexion:[/b] fair

[b]Build:[/b] slender

[b]Scars:[/b] None

[b]Distinguishing Features:[/b] Missing an eye, bright green fingernails, died hair, and body paint along her arms and face (stripes of bright purple and green)

 

[b]Alternate Forms:[/b]

> Hishu (Human): See above

>Dalu (Near-human): hairier and less sexier version of above

> Gauru (wolf-man): Warform

>Urshal (near-wolf) Larger furrier version of below

> Urhan (Wolf): Mostly black but had long pink and black socks on her front legs, Her front toes are died green, back toes purple, and her long mane of fur a bright glowing purple.

 

[b]~ Attributes ~[/b]

 

Intelligence ***

Wits ***

Resolve **

 

Strength **

Dexterity **

Stamina **

 

Presence ***

Manipulation **

Composure **

 

 

[b]~ Skills ~[/b]

 

Academics*

Computer

Crafts

Investigation

Medicine

Occult **

Politics *

Science

 

Athletics **

Brawl *** (Dirty-fighting)

Drive

Firearms

Larceny

Stealth *

Survival*

Weaponry

 

Animal Ken

Empathy **

*Expression **

Intimidation *** (Stare-downs)

*Persuasion** (Seduction)

Socialize *

Streetwise *

Subterfuge

 

[b]~ Aptitudes ~[/b]

 

[b]Gifts:[/b]

> [u]Auspice Ability:[/u] Prophetic Dreams-once per story, she can receive a dream about the future but must interpret the symbols to decipher the meaning behind the dream.

>Gibbous Moon

Pack Awareness *: Knows location and activity of pack mates within 1mile x primal urge

 

>Inspiration

Right Words* +2 on all social checks

 

>Knowledge

 

 

>Domination

Warning Growl * Issues a threatening growl that unnerves a target, making them hesitant to attack +2 to defense to Kyrie

 

Evasion

 

Weather

 

[b]Rites:[/b]

>

[b]Renown:[/b]

> Glory **

>Honor*

[b]Merits:[/b]

> Rites: * (Rite of Dedication): Can dedicate clothes so they don’t rip or tear during change.

>Danger Sense**: +2 reflex when evading surprise attacks and ambush

>Barfly*: Can gain access to all clubs, bars, and nightspots

Primal Urge Increase: ***

 

[b]Flaws:[/b]

> One-eyed

 

 

[b]~ Possessions ~[/b]

 

[b]Weapons:[/b] the ‘Stink-eye’, her fists

[b]Armor:[/b] None

[b]Equipment:[/b] Book Satchel

[b]Havens:[/b] Behind Momma, peeking over her shoulder

[b]Vehicles:[/b] Feet

 

 

[b]~ Self ~[/b]

 

[b]Personality:[/b] Kyrie is very sociable, she carried the unshakeable confidence of her parents and like them, if she sees something she wants, she’ll pursue it.

 

[b]History:[/b] Kyrie is one half of a set of twins to the late Marius Sandu and their unyielding mother Dwan. Before she was even born, the pup had been exposed to the supernatural world. After birth, that exposure didn’t end. Growing up the daughter of a mage and werewolf ensured that Kyrie and her dear sister Minnie would be taught the truth of things. All their lives, they knew of what lurked in the night. But they were never scared of the things that went bumped because their parents would bump back much harder. However, one doesn’t grow up in a place saturated by magic and essence without it effecting you. One night while Kyrie was still wee and young, she woke up in the middle of the night in agony. Her body felt it was on fire but she couldn’t squirm. She thrashed at her bed and writhed. Her eyes were glued to the window of her bedroom. Peering at the starlit sky, the light of the Gibbous Moon was reflected into her eyes. Her body shattered and reformed. Sensing the Change, Dwan rushed in and restrained the little girl so that the violence that came with the first Change couldn’t destroy any lives.

 

Since that night, her mother and the few years taught Kyrie that her Grampy Leto was alive what it meant to be an Uratha. She learned of spirits first hand, felt that deep connection of belonging with a pack, learned her first rite, and could sense her family in a instinctive way. However, that deep sense came with a drawback that her and her family didn’t realize. One night, Kyrie had awoken to the sound of her parents fighting. She couldn’t make it out but it didn’t sound like their normal fights. It ended with the door slamming and her father leaving to cool off. Kyrie perched herself at the window hoping to see him so she could call for him to come back. Because of her instinctive sense of her pack, she could feel where her father was. Then it came… “Father….dead” She didn’t know how or where but she knew that her father had been killed. She let out a deep mournful howl that woke up the entire apartment complex. She howled and cried, begging Minnie to go save dad but it was too late, she knew it. He was gone.

 

Now years later, Kyrie is coming into womanhood. She’s pretty and liked to flaunt it much to the confusion of her mother. While she loves her back and will always be with them. She has come to enjoy expressing her individuality with how she modifies her appearance with dyed hair, nail polish and unusual choice in clothing.

 

 

[b]~ Additional Information ~[/b]

 

[b]Health:[/b] 7

[b]Willpower:[/b] [][][][]

[b]Essence:[/b] 7

[b]Primal Urge:[/b] 2

[b]Harmony:[/b] 7

 

[b]Size:[/b] 5

[b]Defense:[/b] 2

[b]Initiative:[/b]

[b]Speed:[/b] 9

 

Done