The Devil's Own

Name:	The Devil's Own
Totem Animal:	Weasel
Totem Type:	War
Formed:	October, 2018
Turn on's:	Long walks on the beach, drinking games, stupid bets, naked soccer, fashion and style, deep discourse on the political struggles of caterpillars...
Turn off's:	Wyrm-Spawn, boredom, repetition, root canals, dry counties, curfews, taxes, the overall lack of rural area roller coasters...

Branton Frederich Kholer
Black Fury
Burny Sanders
Elder George
Silent Strider
Mr. 'Tootsie Pop' Owl

The Devil's Own were formed for an extremely non-specific purpose that we hold to with zero fucks given. See, Isla and I, we went through our Rite of Passage together and realized we make a hell of a team, and we don't really feel like what's next for us is a bunch of rules and chores and shit. We want adventure, damn it! We want to do things that are fun and cool and dangerous. So that's what we do, when we want, how we want. And because of that, we sought out Weasel as our Totem. Lots of folks think Weasel is a Totem of Cunning, and that's just fine with her so it's just fine with us, but the truth is she's a fuckin' force of War, and we know it. Trickster, prankster, motley fool... yeah, that's all true, but she fights like a demon and takes shit from nobody, so who better to represent us to the world? All she asks is that we show no fear, and you know what? Fine. Ain't none to show. - Jes

My family is from DunBroch, Scotland. My family had connections, and I was offered the chance to go to the Sept of the Enduring Spirit to partake in my Rite of Passage. If I passed (which was a no brainer), then I would be given the property of another family in the Nation as my own. They had to leave and go back to Russia, leaving this amazing land and lake resort abandoned for months. I found Jes at my Rite of Passage, and despite some punches thrown, by me, we figured out we belonged together. Once I made Jes an offer he could nae refuse, 'The Devil's Own' pack was born. We figured that since we struck it lucky findin' each other as we did, we renamed the place "Lucky Strike Falls" So where the hell is this place? I'll tell ye. We are on the edge of the Fern Valley, east of Idyllwild. A couple hours north of the bigger city and the forest and Caern, but hell, we want to do things on our own terms. And this place? She offers us everything we want! Space to roam, adventures to seek out, and holy shit, a vampirepossumfomorithing and its children to fucking kill on our first patrol! Fuck that was fun! But yeah, we are still new Cliaths and got stuff to learn. So come find us, and we'll give ye a listen. Have a need for a couple of extra claws on yer next quest? Give us a howl! We aren't that far and can come and help! - Isla

I knew from the moment a tuxedo was named 'proper adventuring attire' that I was going to have a blast with this pack. I get bored suuuuuuuuper easy and I have the worst time taking things seriously. The formality of introductions is about all I can manage before I start to lose my mind, and don't even talk to me about having to sit still for longer than ten minutes if I'm not reaching zen during meditation. So obviously when I found myself adrift it was the mad laughter of a successful prank and the complaining search for a good time that drew me to Weasel and The Devil's Own. I don't think there's another pack for five hundred miles that would hear 'Hey I'm bored, you guys wanna go to Mars?' and answer 'YES! But let me get the right outfit!' and instantly be ready to go do that very thing. I've got a dream, I've got a calling, and this pack, my kinfolk Branton, and our other close friends are a great bet for helping me realize it all. Also? If you play the Theurge card just right, and you can wipe all kinds of gross shit on a Garou. Sometimes you don't even need to. Seriously, looking at those faces, all scrunched up and horrified yet totally willing... it's fucking hilarious. - Iris

Isla Ennes
Fiery Bellona
Adren Fianna Ahroun
Alpha
Sullivan "Jes" Queenan
Death's Jester
Adren Fianna Ragabash
Beta
Ritemistress Iris
Mercy's Messenger
Elder Black Fury Theurge
Goop mistress
Sean Fry
Broken Claw
Adren Fianna Theurge
Jesus

We are the Warriors who learned to love the pain, we come from different places but have the same name, cause we were born for this. We are the broken ones who chose to spark a flame, watch as our fire rages, our hearts are never tame, cause we were born for this.

Traits:

So Weasel makes sure we're always quick and agile, all the time (+1 Dex), but especially when getting the fuck outta the way (+1 Dodge). She's also got a mean-ass bite (+1 Damage), which guarantees we are just brutal to tangle with in a fight. Personally, I love that shit. - Jes

Ban: Weasel packs must never show fear. ("And we never do!" - Jes)

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