LunarTotems/Weasel

Introduction

The oldman coughed and pulled himself closer to the campfire, his bleary rheumy eyes made contact with all the other members of his ragtag group, and they all smiled at him politely. Despite his age, and the front of tired old man he put up, Mnemon Carthis was as tough an immaculate as they come. For over a century he had been leading Wyld Hunts, and was kept as far from the Immaculate Cloisters as possible.

Half mad they said, tainted with the blood of a Typhoon Avatar. Though his Grandmother had been a Spirit of Typhoons, Carthis was not mad, half or otherwise, just a strong willed old man, who spoke his mind and made his own decisions no matter what his superirs commanded. If not for his amazing success rate as a Master of the Wyld Hunt, Carthis, would have been 'retired' ages ago.

"Let me tell you a story," his voice was raspy, and he spoke low enough that his companions had to lean in to hear him properly.

Nodding in satisfaction, he quickly studied the three youths the Cloister had sent him to train and sighed.

"About a year ago, I was trailing one of the Deathlords servants through the South, and having a time of it I don't mind telling. The fellow was crafty, gifted in the ways of Stealth, and Guile, ruthless as well. Twice I came upon victims of his cold rages, two dead and one blinded." Shaking his head he took a sip from the flask at his hip, as the alchohol burned down his throat, he could practically feel the outrage of his former Master.

"After about two months, I finally caught up with him, to be honest I was so scared I couldn't have found my nuts with a magnifying glass and tongs, I mean, just me against an Anathema." Laughing he tossed the flask to the girl, "drink up, it's going to get ALOT colder."

Ignoring her expression of distaste and shock he continued, "this fellow, had finally figured out I was tailing him, and had decided to end my life. Using gifts that hid him from my sight, he ambushed me and drove his blade into my side." Rubbing his side unconsciously he added, "good thing he had lousy aim."

"True to form, he stood over me and declared my death another repayment to his Gods, the Lords of the Underworld. I realized he was going to make this a painful death, and promptly wet myself." Grinning ruefully Carthis chuckled, "a little embarassing that part."

"Turns out though, I wasn't the only one following this cold hearted bastard. As he stepped in to begin the administration of pain, a figure lunged out of the bushes and rammed a silver blade into his neck."

"One look told me I had fallen into a battle between demons, one an arrogant murderer, and the other a Weasel on two feet. I can still remember the Weasels voice, 'for your crimes, fallen of the sun, you are returned to your Lords bosom.' I was a little busy staunching the wound in my side, so I was rather surprised to find a VERY beautiful woman kneeling over me and not the Weasel Demon of destruction. She quietly tended my wound and told me, 'you are a good man Mnemon Carthis, hang onto your morals for dark days are ahead.'"

His eyes distant, Carthis sighed, "she was VERY beautiful, and kind. Strange for one of the demonic Anathema, eh?"

The youngsters all smiled politely, but Carthis could feel their contempt, 'they are saying to themselves I'm going soft, that I am no longer fit to lead the Hunt.' Picking up his flask and taking another sip, he thought, 'maybe I am....'

Aliya, Judge of Luna

Aliya is rather distant from the Silver Pact, a roving hero, she hunts and punishes those Exalts whose deeds go to far. Though this brings her into conflict with other Lunars on occasion, the Silver Pack respects her drive and dedication, as well as her prowess.

Charms :
Finding the Spirits Shape (Weasel)
Deadly Beastman Transformation (2)
Shaping the Ideal Form
Moonsilver Monkey Exercise
Predator Grace Method
Bowing Reed Technique
Sense-Sharpening Change
Stealthy Fox Method
Tale-Spinning Mastery

Weasel Form : Str: 1, Stam: 2, Bite, Claws, Sensitive Hearing and Scent.

Beastwoman Form : Dex: +4, Stam: +2, Bestial Relfexes, Horrifying Might, Resilience of Nature.

Tell : Her hair, is in fact short, thick white fur.

Although combat oriented in her Charms, much of Aliyas other talents would be in her Abilities and Backgrounds. I see her more as a caring person than an unfeeling Executioner, and she would likely be the kind of person who would drop everything to save a child in need. Oh and hot. Ofcourse. ;)