Post by Misha on Jun 10, 2014 11:28:55 GMT -5
Name: Red Talons
Totem:
Griffin: Totem of War. Totem Spirit to the savage and blood thirsty Red Talons, Griffin is a totem that sympathizes with creatures who long ago fell to the spears of humans and are no more. Thus he mourns the loss of any species extinction, and shows his rage against any humans --- as they are so often the killers of entire species. He is always hungry, always hunting, he strikes like lightning and kills without hesitation.
Packs under Griffin reflect all that he is. Swift, watchful hunters. As a token of Griffin's avian aspect, each member is allowed to communicated with birds of prey without the use of any gifts. Each pack member gains two Glory and Red Talons respect the packs followers. Griffin does not tolerate humans, and as such his children may not associate with them. Griffin almost never accepts a homid Garou as his child.
Introduction:
The Red Talons are one of the tribes found in the werewolf community. They are the only tribe among the Garou that is exclusively lupine in nature (save for a very few metis), shunning humanity completely as a blight on the Earth.
Red Talons are the most separatist of the Garou tribes, camping in the far wilderness far from humanity, whom they despise. Red Talon beliefs hold that man, including all human kinfolk, is a "cancer" upon the earth completely corrupted by the Wyrm, For that reason along with the belief that humans have no instincts, the tribe only allows lupus members, products of Garou/wolf breeding.
Red Talons were instrumental in the Impergium, the forceful control of human populations through violence, some elders known as the Winter Council are trying to reestablish the Impergium. Though no one out side the Red Talons know about the Winter Council.
The Red Talons claim to have invented the Garou runes when their leader clawed the Silver Fang leader during the inception of the tribes, saying that the mark would be their clan name.
To the Red Talons the life of one wolf is worth more than any number of human lives. The Talons do everything they can to protect all wolves. However, because they reject their human halves, they cannot do much except kill interlopers.
Introduction Walk through a city some night, and look up at the sky. Try and find a star, any star. You´re lucky if you can even see Luna herself up there. Imagine you had the power to punish the people concealing the pure sky from you. Here is the source of the Red Talons´ rage. They can see the pure sky; they live in pure, clean, wild lands, but every day some idiot ape bulldozes another hundred acres to put up another 200 cookie-cutter suburban homes. The answer is obvious to the Red Talons: kill some homids. Yet this is precisely what the other tribes refuse to do.
The Red Talons are the claws of Gaia; they are her rage at the human race given form, or so they believe. The Talons come almost entirely from lupus stock; only in the last few decades have they even accepted Metis that come from Talon-Talon matings. Many Talon Metis are still culled at birth or given to the Children of Gaia to rear. Given their backgrounds, few Talons are comfortable with Weaver-things of any kind. Most see value in klaives, and a few even appreciate the usefulness of a gun or telephone. But, for the most part they communicate via howls and fight with claws and feel that should be enough. Still, the other tribes admit the Talons have long memories, and no doubt recall rites and secrets long forgotten by the rest of the Garou.
Talon hatred of humans is legendary, and yet that hatred has grown by leaps and bounds these nights of Alaskan wolf kills and bulldozed forests; some believe that the humans should be wiped from Gaia´s face entirely. Others are more restrained, thinking that returning to the practice of culling would be enough. A few humans even live peacefully near Talon territories, providing they respect the land. Many Talons enact a private Impergium against humans who move into protected lands. The deaths are often swift, but some younger Red Talons take more pleasure in the killings then their elders think prudent. Cruelties and ritual torture that rival the Black Spiral Dancers are surely the touch of the Wyrm. Some, it is whispered, even violate the Litany – “Ye Shall Not Eat the Flesh of Humans.” The malice of such unnecessary activity surely tempts the Wyrm and the tribe’s elders watch their youthful students more and more carefully in the modern nights.
The garou culled humanity long ago, because they recognized the dangerous tendencies of humanity to spread across wide if not checked. Tribes eventually knew pity and ended the Impergium; now the cancerlike spread of humanity is beyond anything those elders could have possibly imagined. Yet one tribe still advocates the return of the old ways - the tribe is called the Red Talons. Lupus to the last member, they claim proudly that no human has ever tainted their tribe. Other tribes point to the Talons as what happens when Garou forsake one side of their being, for without humans and their bloodlines they have become more bestial than the wolves themselves. Their savage howls make even homid Garou uneasy.
Talons follow tradition closely - not the tradition of Silver Fangs, but that of their wolf brethren. More than any other tribe, the Red Talons decide their hierarchy by strength, cunning, and endurance. Pack members test each other at a sign of weakness, and the one most fit for leadership assumes the role of alpha. The alpha demands unquestioned loyalty from the pack, and he gets it. He eats first of the best portion of the kill, followed by the rest of the pack in descending order of status, yet no member of the pack goes hungry. Tribal law is clear-cut. If a crime has been committed against the Garou, the pack does not indulge in haggling or soul searching. It delivers justice swiftly and moves on.
Red Talons dwell in wilderness away from noise and human settlements. Their territory is often "posted" with skulls of trespassers. More than any other werewolves, Talons are at home in the wilderness, following paths others fear to tread. Even their detractors among other tribes must admit that the Talons have long memories, and that they probably practice rites and keep secrets long forgotten by the rest of the Garou. Now as forests are logged and caerns are bulldozed, as their hunting grounds are subdivided and their kin are hunted and shot, the outrage of Griffin's tribe is beyond measure. The Talon's hatred of humanity is legendary; to the Garou Nation, they are living reminders of the Impergium, and a constant to the species' existence. But not all Talons espouse the humans' extermination. Most believe that returning to a policy of culling would be sufficient. In fact, some humans live peacefully near Red Talon territories, if those humans are few and show the land proper respect. It is more common for a pack to make examples of any who wander too near, trusting that fear will keep apes in the scablike cities.
Many wonder if the Talons have been corrupted by the Wyrm, for the rumors of their cruelty to humans rival those of the Black Spiral Dancers. For the most part, Talons slay man, woman, and child whole heartedly, but they do so quickly. Some enjoy it, others take to the task as a duty, but wounding so the prey will suffer for hours or day isn't natural (although it may be just). However, the younger Talons have begun making laborit rituals of their mini-Impergium in recent years, and it worries the elders. To savor the fear of the prey is one thing, but to draw the agony out over days... that is something the apes do. A dark secret of the Talons is that more than a few consume the flesh of their victims regularly, disregarding one of the litany's tenants. These rogues insist that the Star Gazers included that provision in the litany, and since they are gone, it doesn't matter any more.
Tribal Culture Perhaps no other tribe is as close to nature as the Red Talons. They shun cities completely, exclusively living in their ancestral homelands as they have for centuries. As humans encroach on the wilderness, the Red Talons find their lands and hunting grounds disappearing and destroyed. Although not all Red Talons believe humanity should be wiped out entirely, it is agreed among all tribe members that humans are to be shunned. Those that dare cross the path of a Red Talon, guilty or innocent, will be killed to stop the spread of the Wyrm's taint. Many secretly devour the flesh of their victims, however, which goes directly against the Litany set forth by the Garou Nation. In addition, some younger Red Talons have taken to torturing their prey, akin to the way humans have drawn out the suffering of the Red Talons.
Political Culture The Red Talons follow wolf traditions closely, using strength and survival to decide who rules over them. Crimes against Red Talons go through no compromise; those involved will be devoured by wolves seeking justice.
Tribal Advantage/Disadvantage:
Gaia's Fury: Because of their hatred to humanity and what they have done to Gaia, Talons are more in tune with the harsh cries of the Mother. All Red Talons have more Rage than their Auspice normally has, even if it puts them above what an Ahroun would normally have as a cub.
Wyld Affinity: Just as the Glass Walkers are at home in the cites and regain their Gnosis there, Talons are at home in the wilderness and regain there Gnosis there. Any Urban Environment will block a Talons ability to regain their Gnosis.
Organization:
There are three main camps that all Talons recognize and have been seen by outside tribes.
The Lodge of the predator Kings: Wish to go even further today, wiping out humanity altogether.
The Warders of the Land: Believe they cannot kill all humans and seek to maintain the status quo - i.e. keeping humans out of the wild places and killing those that enter and befoul it.
Whelp's Compromise: See some redeeming value in humans, they see that some people are trying to help the world, but Gaia help those who despoil the land near a Whelps Compromise Talon, for they will lash out with fury that would match any Predator King.
Movement between camps can happen. One notable elder and a member of Whelp's Compromise was quite the impassioned predator king in his youth yet giving his reason for changing camps as to be he believed it was not the humans fault, it was the fault of the Banes (Wyrm spirits) influencing humanity.
Camps:
Anti-Extinction faction
The Dying Cubs
The Wardens of the Land
The Lodge of the Predator Kings
Totem:
Griffin: Totem of War. Totem Spirit to the savage and blood thirsty Red Talons, Griffin is a totem that sympathizes with creatures who long ago fell to the spears of humans and are no more. Thus he mourns the loss of any species extinction, and shows his rage against any humans --- as they are so often the killers of entire species. He is always hungry, always hunting, he strikes like lightning and kills without hesitation.
Packs under Griffin reflect all that he is. Swift, watchful hunters. As a token of Griffin's avian aspect, each member is allowed to communicated with birds of prey without the use of any gifts. Each pack member gains two Glory and Red Talons respect the packs followers. Griffin does not tolerate humans, and as such his children may not associate with them. Griffin almost never accepts a homid Garou as his child.
Introduction:
The Red Talons are one of the tribes found in the werewolf community. They are the only tribe among the Garou that is exclusively lupine in nature (save for a very few metis), shunning humanity completely as a blight on the Earth.
Red Talons are the most separatist of the Garou tribes, camping in the far wilderness far from humanity, whom they despise. Red Talon beliefs hold that man, including all human kinfolk, is a "cancer" upon the earth completely corrupted by the Wyrm, For that reason along with the belief that humans have no instincts, the tribe only allows lupus members, products of Garou/wolf breeding.
Red Talons were instrumental in the Impergium, the forceful control of human populations through violence, some elders known as the Winter Council are trying to reestablish the Impergium. Though no one out side the Red Talons know about the Winter Council.
The Red Talons claim to have invented the Garou runes when their leader clawed the Silver Fang leader during the inception of the tribes, saying that the mark would be their clan name.
To the Red Talons the life of one wolf is worth more than any number of human lives. The Talons do everything they can to protect all wolves. However, because they reject their human halves, they cannot do much except kill interlopers.
Introduction Walk through a city some night, and look up at the sky. Try and find a star, any star. You´re lucky if you can even see Luna herself up there. Imagine you had the power to punish the people concealing the pure sky from you. Here is the source of the Red Talons´ rage. They can see the pure sky; they live in pure, clean, wild lands, but every day some idiot ape bulldozes another hundred acres to put up another 200 cookie-cutter suburban homes. The answer is obvious to the Red Talons: kill some homids. Yet this is precisely what the other tribes refuse to do.
The Red Talons are the claws of Gaia; they are her rage at the human race given form, or so they believe. The Talons come almost entirely from lupus stock; only in the last few decades have they even accepted Metis that come from Talon-Talon matings. Many Talon Metis are still culled at birth or given to the Children of Gaia to rear. Given their backgrounds, few Talons are comfortable with Weaver-things of any kind. Most see value in klaives, and a few even appreciate the usefulness of a gun or telephone. But, for the most part they communicate via howls and fight with claws and feel that should be enough. Still, the other tribes admit the Talons have long memories, and no doubt recall rites and secrets long forgotten by the rest of the Garou.
Talon hatred of humans is legendary, and yet that hatred has grown by leaps and bounds these nights of Alaskan wolf kills and bulldozed forests; some believe that the humans should be wiped from Gaia´s face entirely. Others are more restrained, thinking that returning to the practice of culling would be enough. A few humans even live peacefully near Talon territories, providing they respect the land. Many Talons enact a private Impergium against humans who move into protected lands. The deaths are often swift, but some younger Red Talons take more pleasure in the killings then their elders think prudent. Cruelties and ritual torture that rival the Black Spiral Dancers are surely the touch of the Wyrm. Some, it is whispered, even violate the Litany – “Ye Shall Not Eat the Flesh of Humans.” The malice of such unnecessary activity surely tempts the Wyrm and the tribe’s elders watch their youthful students more and more carefully in the modern nights.
The garou culled humanity long ago, because they recognized the dangerous tendencies of humanity to spread across wide if not checked. Tribes eventually knew pity and ended the Impergium; now the cancerlike spread of humanity is beyond anything those elders could have possibly imagined. Yet one tribe still advocates the return of the old ways - the tribe is called the Red Talons. Lupus to the last member, they claim proudly that no human has ever tainted their tribe. Other tribes point to the Talons as what happens when Garou forsake one side of their being, for without humans and their bloodlines they have become more bestial than the wolves themselves. Their savage howls make even homid Garou uneasy.
Talons follow tradition closely - not the tradition of Silver Fangs, but that of their wolf brethren. More than any other tribe, the Red Talons decide their hierarchy by strength, cunning, and endurance. Pack members test each other at a sign of weakness, and the one most fit for leadership assumes the role of alpha. The alpha demands unquestioned loyalty from the pack, and he gets it. He eats first of the best portion of the kill, followed by the rest of the pack in descending order of status, yet no member of the pack goes hungry. Tribal law is clear-cut. If a crime has been committed against the Garou, the pack does not indulge in haggling or soul searching. It delivers justice swiftly and moves on.
Red Talons dwell in wilderness away from noise and human settlements. Their territory is often "posted" with skulls of trespassers. More than any other werewolves, Talons are at home in the wilderness, following paths others fear to tread. Even their detractors among other tribes must admit that the Talons have long memories, and that they probably practice rites and keep secrets long forgotten by the rest of the Garou. Now as forests are logged and caerns are bulldozed, as their hunting grounds are subdivided and their kin are hunted and shot, the outrage of Griffin's tribe is beyond measure. The Talon's hatred of humanity is legendary; to the Garou Nation, they are living reminders of the Impergium, and a constant to the species' existence. But not all Talons espouse the humans' extermination. Most believe that returning to a policy of culling would be sufficient. In fact, some humans live peacefully near Red Talon territories, if those humans are few and show the land proper respect. It is more common for a pack to make examples of any who wander too near, trusting that fear will keep apes in the scablike cities.
Many wonder if the Talons have been corrupted by the Wyrm, for the rumors of their cruelty to humans rival those of the Black Spiral Dancers. For the most part, Talons slay man, woman, and child whole heartedly, but they do so quickly. Some enjoy it, others take to the task as a duty, but wounding so the prey will suffer for hours or day isn't natural (although it may be just). However, the younger Talons have begun making laborit rituals of their mini-Impergium in recent years, and it worries the elders. To savor the fear of the prey is one thing, but to draw the agony out over days... that is something the apes do. A dark secret of the Talons is that more than a few consume the flesh of their victims regularly, disregarding one of the litany's tenants. These rogues insist that the Star Gazers included that provision in the litany, and since they are gone, it doesn't matter any more.
Tribal Culture Perhaps no other tribe is as close to nature as the Red Talons. They shun cities completely, exclusively living in their ancestral homelands as they have for centuries. As humans encroach on the wilderness, the Red Talons find their lands and hunting grounds disappearing and destroyed. Although not all Red Talons believe humanity should be wiped out entirely, it is agreed among all tribe members that humans are to be shunned. Those that dare cross the path of a Red Talon, guilty or innocent, will be killed to stop the spread of the Wyrm's taint. Many secretly devour the flesh of their victims, however, which goes directly against the Litany set forth by the Garou Nation. In addition, some younger Red Talons have taken to torturing their prey, akin to the way humans have drawn out the suffering of the Red Talons.
Political Culture The Red Talons follow wolf traditions closely, using strength and survival to decide who rules over them. Crimes against Red Talons go through no compromise; those involved will be devoured by wolves seeking justice.
Tribal Advantage/Disadvantage:
Gaia's Fury: Because of their hatred to humanity and what they have done to Gaia, Talons are more in tune with the harsh cries of the Mother. All Red Talons have more Rage than their Auspice normally has, even if it puts them above what an Ahroun would normally have as a cub.
Wyld Affinity: Just as the Glass Walkers are at home in the cites and regain their Gnosis there, Talons are at home in the wilderness and regain there Gnosis there. Any Urban Environment will block a Talons ability to regain their Gnosis.
Organization:
There are three main camps that all Talons recognize and have been seen by outside tribes.
The Lodge of the predator Kings: Wish to go even further today, wiping out humanity altogether.
The Warders of the Land: Believe they cannot kill all humans and seek to maintain the status quo - i.e. keeping humans out of the wild places and killing those that enter and befoul it.
Whelp's Compromise: See some redeeming value in humans, they see that some people are trying to help the world, but Gaia help those who despoil the land near a Whelps Compromise Talon, for they will lash out with fury that would match any Predator King.
Movement between camps can happen. One notable elder and a member of Whelp's Compromise was quite the impassioned predator king in his youth yet giving his reason for changing camps as to be he believed it was not the humans fault, it was the fault of the Banes (Wyrm spirits) influencing humanity.
Camps:
Anti-Extinction faction
The Dying Cubs
The Wardens of the Land
The Lodge of the Predator Kings