| Killy is a simple man, at the end of the day. He likes good booze, better weed, hugging his friends, and destroying the enemies of his people. Equally comfortable in a flannel, his wolf fur, or ceremonial animal skins, he sings songs, tell tales, and encourages a good time to anyone who will listen. He lost his first pack, his extended family, a couple years back, and now he's looking for a new place to call home and protect. He's as subtle as a brick wall and as soft as a ray of sunshine, but don't let his friendliness fool you, this Cahalith is a Blood Talon, and his Deed Name isn't about killer hugs. He'll push those who run alongside him to do their best, supporting them every step of the way, and he'll make sure the bad guys know they done fucked up.
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- Jolene Logan - Absolutely adorable, probably needs all the hugs she can accept, and someone to watch her back
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- A Hard Day's Night: Need to blow off some steam? Killy's always down to throw a little party, especially to help people unwind.
- It's a Long Story: Killy hates the Pure for personal reasons, and while he's willing to tell the tale of why, it tends to be over a few drinks, or a few too many.
- Livin' On the Edge: Killy is new in town, after a period of living a nomadic life, and while he's ready to settle down, he has plenty of stories from his time on the road.
- Drums, Drums In the Deep Killy knows a staggering number of songs, poems, and tales of the Uratha from days of old,many focusing on the Blood Talons of northern Europe, but many from other Tribes and places as well. He enjoys sharing them, and takes his role as a keeper of lore very seriously.
- Howls On a Keen Wind: Killy is willing to fight for a worthy cause, though his upbringing and past lead him to be savage and decisive in battle in a way that some may find at odds with his usual cheery and friendly demeanor.
- I Have to Warn You, I'm a Hugger: Naturally affectionate and raised near Uratha and Wolf-Blooded, Killy likes being up close and personal with anyone he considers a friend, which can literally be a bit smothering since he's a big hunk of meat in any of his forms. He's very respectful and listens when told no, but expect a hug unless you tell him you don't want one.
- Just a Small Town Boy: Killy is new to Philly and still adjusting, he could certainly use the help of locals to help him fit in in the big city, after his rural upbringing.
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Glory 4: Recited the history of his family line from the Norse Bronze age to a great spirit of the Northern Wood without break, singing for three days and nights.
Glory 5: Faced with the destruction of his Pack, rather than surrender Killy enacted the Sacred Hunt against the leader of the Pure who killed them, at the risk of his own life.
Honor 1: After losing a Fetish, Killy's brother attempted to take the blame, but Killy insisted on telling the truth and accepting his proper punishment.
Purity 4: After the death of the last member of his Pack, Killy lived in the wild for a month, eating only by hunt, suffering many wounds in raids to learn the weaknesses of the Pure he fought.
Wisdom 1: In his time travelling, Killy mediated a dispute between two groups of spirits, quieting a park that had become dangerous at night.
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