<br/>Name: Calvin Dread (Veilbreaker)<br/><br/>Auspice: Ithaeur (Crescent Moon)<br/><br/>Tribe: Bone Shadows<br/><br/>Concept: Locus Guardian<br/><br/>Background:<br/>Train, train, train, that’s all that I ever seem to do anymore, as well as riddle me this and riddle me that.  Don’t get me wrong thou, it is fascinating learning about spirits but sometimes even one so apt as me gets dull of hearing about it for a zillion times. Things around here seem to move slower when you’re training in the type of lifestyle I live in.   Well at least ever since I was recruited to become a Guardian.  It seemed so many years ago since I was changed for the first time.  But then again it was only a mere 4 months since the time I went through my initiation.<br/>Even before then I could remember walking to my bus stop for work and noticing things out of the corner of my eyes.  Something moving off into the distance it seemed, and how weird markings upon mundane and normal items seemed to call to me telling me vast secrets that the real world wasn’t to know.  I went to many a psychiatrist to figure out the problem that I was having, but none of them seemed to have any solution to my significant problem.  Hell even one of the shrink’s dogs bit me, even thou that canine looked a little on the feral side to me I’ll never forget looking into the eyes of that dog and realizing there was something more to this then it seemed.  Never in a million years would I have guessed I was being trailed by a tribe of werewolves seeking to initiate me into their world.<br/>I would leave this plane of mortal existence and travel far and wide through the vast breaches of the shadow realm.  Carefree and happy as can be in the beginning till I learned from my rite master that it was my duty to form up with a pack and put balance back into the ways of the People through my magics.  My name is Calvin Dread, and I am the Veilbreaker of the Bone Shadows.<br/><br/>Abilities:<br/><br/>Power: 3 (+2 intelligence)   Finesse: 2 (+1 Wits)     Resistance: 1<br/><br/>Mental Skills:<br/><br/>Academics: 1 (+2 Studying Tomes)  Crafts: 1 (+2 Occult)    Investigation: 3 (+2 Puzzles)<br/><br/>Physical Skills:<br/><br/>Athletics: 1     Combat: 1 (+2 Weaponry Staffs)    Stealth: 2 (+2 Shadowing)<br/><br/>Social Skills:<br/><br/>Persuasion: 1   Socialize: 1 (+2 Expressions)  Streetwise: 1 (+2 Black Market “Herbs”)<br/><br/>Renown:<br/><br/>Cunning:   Honor:   Glory:   Purity: 1  Wisdom:2<br/><br/>Gifts:  Crescent Moon Gifts: Two World’s Eyes(one dot) I Ghost Knife(two dots) I Rituals(1 dot) Rite of Dedication.<br/><br/>Merits: (Totem 3 pts), Fetish (3 pts) Talens (one dot of Fetish = Three talens) - Decay Dust, Storm Arrow, and Wolfsbane, Mercy Gem (Two point Fetish) Resources (one dot)<br/><br/>Harmony: 7<br/><br/>Willpower: 2   Health: 6    Defense:  3 Essence: 7    Primal Urge: 1<br/>Gear:<br/>•   Duffle bag for carrying herbs, small bottles, extra clothing, rations, and extra fetishes.  Walking stick/staff with end fused with storm arrow Talen for walking as well as activating rites and fetishes.  Dark green robe over a grayish t-shirt, dark blue jeans and roughed up hiking boots (Dedicated).  A necklace bearing a few trinkets and a mercy gem on the end of one wrapped around his neck.  A leather bracer on his left arm (Dedicated).<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>