Duncan Fenris

[Iota]

Name: Duncan Fenris
Nick Names or Alias: Soul Warrior
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Sexual Preferances: Straight
Tribe: Get of Fenris
Auspice: Ahroun
Breed: Homid
Rank: Athro
Powers:

Assimilation
Part the Veil
Smell of Man
Persuasion
Loki's Touch

Ahroun Gifts:
Falling Touch
True Fear

Derangement(s):

N/A

Misc.:

Dislike Hunters for their ignorance and use of fire. Kindred are no real bother to him even if they try to start on him, which in itself is a rarity.

carries around a sword strapped to his back, when in human form, it is covered by a long trench coat he wears. The sword is used when he is in his Garou form.
He has a dislike or rather is untolerant of Silver fangs due to their "inbreeding" and senile madness. He believes they are rather backwards and not the best tribe to lead the Garou into the new millenia.

Foci:

N/A

Deformities:

N/A

Appearance:

Human form.



War Form.

Fashion Sense/Style:

A very fashionable garou, when in kine form. He likes to blend into society when he visits the City, mainly for the night clubs and social benefits.

When walking the streets, he usually wears a long black trench coat.

Physical-Strength: 14
Intelligence: 11
Speed: 11
Leadership: 11
Melee: 9
Unarmed: 13
Ranged: 6
History:

Born in 1980, Duncan was the son of Samuel Fenris and Janine Fenris. His father, Samuel, was a Garou who had become life partners with a kinfolk. Samuel was the elder of this particular Get of Fenris tribe and his offspring would be the next generation of tribe leader when he became too old to lead. Duncan was the eldest son and would therefore be the heir to the “throne” or so to speak. Duncan meaning “Dark Warrior”. He was born a homid, one of the more common Garou forms. Born a human and time of maturity, they would change into their Crinus form (Werewolf form.)

This Fenris tribe was located just outside of Maine, North America. Quite a fitting place as it was fairly remote with lots of woodlands to roam about. A perfect settling spot, for any type of supernatural being. The Get of Fenris tribe are the natural warriors and enforcers of Garou society, rightly feared and often run unopposed by the other tribes. It wouldn’t take long until training began for Duncan, obviously he was given time to grow up as a child, learning to walk and talk and basic rudimentary teachings that all children learn whilst growing up. In fact, as a Garou, he lived with his Kinfolk

When Duncan turned ten, his father took him under his proverbial wing and taught him the basic fighting styles that would need to be utilised in the years to come. He taught him early on, so when he came of age and turned into his Garou form, he would be ready practically straight away to defend himself and enforce the Latiny if other Garou went astray. Duncan would spend most of his days training in unarmed combat and learning the Litany off by heart, to live and breathe what it meant to be a Garou and never to abuse his gift of life. Of course, the true nature of the fighting styles and teachings of the Litany was kept away from Duncan until it was the appropriate time for him to know.

Still, the years went by and Duncan had hit puberty. It wasn’t until a month prior to his 16 birthday that his father, Samuel told him that they were to leave for awhile. He would not tell Duncan why or where, but that they had to leave for a fair while. He wasn’t sure what to make of the whole situation. But yet he also believed his father’s intentions were pure. Duncan was removed from his mother, after they said their goodbyes; it was rather emotional for Duncan and Janine.

It was shortly after his 16th birthday that Duncan experienced his “First Change”, his hormones raging, his emotions high. It was almost uncontrollable. His father watched with keen interest for he knew what was occurring. Duncan had never felt such pain. For every cell in his body was mutating for the first time, the pain would decrease as time went on as he would grow a tolerance to it. But this first time was a thing of nightmares almost. Duncan, in his human form, stood just less than 6 foot. So when the transformation was complete, he was a strapping 12 foot tall werewolf, his fur soft, grey and his muscles developed. He saw the world for what it was for the first time with his Garou eyes. He had never seen beauty of this magnitude, he felt like he was in love.

As he was essentially “re-born”, he took to this new role in life pretty easily. Starting off, as a lowly runt as all Garou do; despite being the son of the current tribe leader. He still had to start from the bottom to earn the respect of his peers. It wouldn’t take long for Duncan to advance to the rank of Cliath, it also wouldn’t be an easy task either. The Rite of Passage is an event that all runt Garou Must take part in to advance. Most would often die in these tests so it would only leave the strong and able. The particular test Duncan was assigned to, along with 3 other runts was to track down and eliminate a feral enraged Garou who had broken the veil on a few occasions. The group of 4 said their farewells to the tribe and made their way deep into the forest, deeper than they had ever been before without aid.

After a few hours of tracking the enraged garou, they had finally found him. He stood at almost 18 feet tall in his war form; it was no wonder why he hadn’t been hunted down earlier. The group looked at one another as they simultaneously gulped as the enraged garou had picked up their scent and was howling. The group wasted little to no time, they all changed themselves. Three Urhan and Duncan, the 12 foot Gauru. They didn’t hesitate and leaped forwards towards the feral garou. The intense and bloody battle ensued, the Urhan concentrating on the limbs and Duncan, trying to fight off any attacks. Unfortunately, two of the Urhan were killed in the action, unable to withstand the superior strength and agility of the feral garou. The garou was eventually killed as the final Urhan distracted the enemy and Duncan flanked the feral werewolf and slit his neck open. Entering his death rage, the last remaining garou ran as fast as they could to stay out of the reach of the extremely dangerous death rage that most garou experience when they are dying. With the death of the feral garou and his head brought as evidence, Duncan was promoted to the first official rank with in his tribe.

Duncan was an eager student, he longed to learn more and serve his superiors in the sept. By the time he was 18, he was often sent in a pack to protect the veil, performing duties for the sept and generally keeping all the garou in order, this did not go unseen by his father and peers. He was quite quickly promoted to the rank of Fostern after pitting himself against a Fostern as he believed it was his time to advance. He fought with pride and strength and eventually over whelmed his opponent to be named victor. He was now at the rank where he could teach the Cliath’s and Runt’s about life as a garou, their duties and also teaches them how to fight. As a Fostern, he was eligible to stand in a minor position within the sept. He was granted the task of being a guardian who also had the privilege to stand in on the council, even though he had no direct input into the affairs of the tribe. He would often patrol the grounds of the tribes territory whilst taking a few of the lower ranking garou with him to teach them to numb the tedium of being a guardian.

As the years passed, garou passed away and new pups joined, it was the usual. The older generation making way for the new. Duncan was now 24 years of age and had been promoted to the rank of Arden. This promotion was given after he challenged the current Arden, who was lacking in his work and being fairly lack luster, he didn’t deserve that rank and Duncan made sure he didn’t keep it.

He was now a leader in training, it was an honour to receive this rank as not many garou actually make it this particular rank. He was tasked with being the “Den Father”, his job was to look after all the lower ranking garou, to teach them about the litany, how to fight and about their gifts. Samuel could see the vast progression Duncan was making, he was extremely proud of his eldest son as he knew he wasn’t a failure and that he would indeed be the prime candidate when it was time for Samuel to step down.

Duncan continued his teachings to the lower ranks whilst guiding them through their early stages of being a garou and what it means to be garou. Eventually, he was tasked with visiting various other Get of Fenris. In particular, the tribe in the state of New York. They had suffered heavy losses in an ongoing battle with the sabbat and hunters alike. They were outnumbered and being hunted daily. Duncan had taken a pack of Cliath’s and Fostern’s with him to bulk up the forces there. Despite being from a different pack, they saw it was their duty to aid their brothers and sisters.

As battles waged in the back alleys of the streets of New York, and the country side. They did everything they could keep the veil intact and overcome their would be killers. It took a fair while to finally sub-due the hunters and the Sabbat, but they never gave up. The pack’s numbers thinning to a mere handful, Duncan had to have more to finally win over their enemy. Duncan order the remaining pack members to return to Maine to gather more garou whilst Duncan asked for assistance from the Prince of New York, Julian Hartford. The Prince was understanding and sent the Brujah Primogen to assist the Get of Fenris garou.

A few weeks had passed, with no word or re-enforcements from his tribe in Maine. Duncan took leave to see what had happened. As he approached what used to be his home, he found out that everything was pretty much burnt to the ground and only a couple of his kind had survived and were rebuilding their home. Apparently, the pack Duncan had sent home had been followed and the garou were jumped in an ambush attack; they barely had time to change into their wolf forms before a showering of silver bullets plunged down from the sky into their woodland home.

Duncan fell to his knees at the sight of his family, slaughtered, and laying lifeless on the floor. His emotions running high, and his anger raging. He spotted a Sabbat who had been pinned to one of the trees, he was due for execution and was waiting for the sunrise to dust the Kindred. Without hesitating, Duncan transformed into his war form and made way for the trapped Kindred, without even saying a word he sprung forth his right arm forward, impaling the Kindred through its chest before ripping out the Kindred’s spinal column. Duncan left out a mass howl that would of been heard from some distance away. This howl actually was heard by his father, Samuel, who shortly returned to the site and approached Duncan.

After weeks of rebuilding the area of the woodland they called home, Samuel summoned Duncan and sat him down. They spoke for a very long time, he told his son about stepping down and taking a long walk of solitude and starting fresh elsewhere. He ordered Duncan to fight him, to earn his place as an Athro. Duncan, naturally hesitated before challenging his father. Of course, Samuel wanted Duncan to win, as he knew that he was worthy of the title, so Samuel just played defence until he was too tired to continue, which enabled Duncan to win the challenge and proceed up in rank. Samuel bestowed the rank of Athro upon his son and told him to return to New York and start a pack up there, as the pack’s Alpha.

Duncan was always promised an Alpha position, but due to circumstance, he would have to be one elsewhere. It wouldn’t be an easy task to assemble a pack from scratch. He may even have to have non Get of Fenris garou in his ranks, which didn’t bother him, unless it was a silver fang who wanted in. With his new rank, Duncan set off to return to New York to mop up the resistance who he had previously encountered. He fought for many months before his foes eventually gave up and went into hiding. The garou community was in tatters, mostly hiding out near Lake Placid and the Adirondack mountain region. Duncan kept in close contact with the various other tribes in the region, not really wanting to commit to any of them as he wanted his very own and not be part of an adopted pack.

[Kiala]

okay..and here we go

First off, its Kinfolk, not kine.

secondly, Duncan would have had his father there. Garou live among their kinfolk, so his father would have been part of his upbringing

Garou pups arent told they are garou until the first transformation, wich occurs during the moon of their Auspice.

'Its called Crinus Form, not 'War Form'

I order to reach the next ranks you must undergo chalanges, normaly fighting someone of equal or higher rank than you

[Iota]

updated

[Kiala]