Hunter: Micah is a hunter, of wild game and especially of the Wyrm, particularly banes. He never hunts for sport. If you're interested in hunting, learning to hunt or track game, Micah will gladly join you.
Tracker: If you need something or someone found, whether it be man or spirit, Micah is your man.
Maker: In his human life, Micah works construction on any job he can get. If you need able hands, his tools are available.
Father: Micah is the Den Father of the Sept of the Enduring Spirit. If you are a kinfolk, cub, or cliath, you should probably come see him,
Ryn: The only one I have left to call family. Don't mess with me and mine. Sten: An inspiration. Taught me to believe in myself. Theron: Battle friend and pack brother. Not your average kinfolk.
The Others Hrafn: Let us pluck the eyes of our enemies together! Iris: You give freely without even knowing the impact of your gifts. Miguel: You may have saved my life. One day I hope to return the favor. Lleu and Faith Let's hunt assholes. Aldric: I'm thankful for all you taught me. May we hunt together again someday. Xenovia: I don't know what to make of you. I've learned to be wary of storms. Erin: We finally had that beer together.
Target Practice Zyler: You make allies into enemies. Can you afford more of those? Isn't the Wyrm enough? Dragomir: Is what they say true? The Silver Fang think they are entitled to anything they want.
