Billy - Character Concepts
Name: Claude Reverdin
Blood: Fox
Bone: Lone Wolf
Concept: Mischievous Thrill Seeker
Auspice: Irraka
Tribe: Blood Talons
Physical Touchstone: The Abuser – His Father (Formerly)
Spiritual Touchstone: The Future Self
Background
I was born in one of the working suburbs of Paris, my family of you could call it That was not a conventional one to say the least. My mother, well she was a women that worked the night if you understand what I mean. She was young when I was born only in her teens, apparently my father was some government worker at least he was at the time.
My upbringing was anything but conventional, sure I went to school and got my lessons and at night if my mother was not around one of her friends in the business would watch me. It might be strange to you but I would not change it they taught me all sorts of things you would never learn in a school and I saw my mother plenty it was not like I was neglected I just lived a different life.
When I was young I did not really understand, a guy would see my mother once a month and give her money so we could live. My father was a ranking man in the government someone who was a slave to ambition, he sent my mother periodically just to keep me a secret. Back then I did not understand what I do now.
Time went by and I got a little older but my mother grew ill and life got hard, I wanted to help but no one would give me a job so I did what I had to, I became a thief, I took from people who did not know want to try and help but it was not enough. Some people hired me to do jobs for them and that helped us for a time but my mother only grew worse with time. Sensing a chance, my father stopped sending the money and without that we could not afford the medication.
My mother begged but he did not care so I decided to do what I had to do, I broke in to the pharmacy to get my mothers medicine. I was distracted though I felt more pressure then you could imagine and worse of all I got caught by the police. The process was so quick your head would spin, I spent a few months in prison as a result.
By the time I got out, I learned that my mother had passed away from her sickness and my heart could have fallen out of my chest. The women that were my mothers friends tried to give me solace but it just was not possible. I took a couple bottles of wine, I guess you could say bad habits are hard to shake and just started drinking.
My memory of what comes next is a little fuzzy to be honest with you, I was drunk wandering the streets and I saw the man my father would send to give us the money. I followed him for a while each step making me more angry. I saw him drop off money to someone else and I felt a fire I could not describe to you, as soon as he left I went red with rage.
I came to the next morning outside of the city, a car had pulled off the road and I saw the mangled remains of my fathers man. I got sick, I do not know if it was from the sight or the alcohol all I could do was run.
I was not scared of the police or of prison but of what my father would do, I thought quick and there was one place I thought he could not get me. I joined the Legion, they did not car for backgrounds and they were their own organization. Training was fairly straight forward, I even found others like me there and they explained what I was.
Months of training went by and things were going smoothly but on the cusp of finishing my training Hunters working as mercenaries for my father attacked me. I fought them, I tried to escape but they were prepared. How my father knew what I was I do not know and it seemed it would not matter. If I was going down though I was going down fighting.
The other Uratha in the Legion came to help me and with their help we defeated the Hunters. For my determination they dubbed me a Blood Talon. I knew though that I could not stay, my father was a minister and held power and influence to keep making trouble. I had to disappear.
I ran from the Legion and bought a ticket at the airport, whatever was cheap at the time, where ever I ended up I would make a new beginning. I ended up in New York City and even though my English was not great I found people who could put my skills to use, it has been an interesting couple years now since I have come to the city.
Physical Description
Age: 24
Date of Birth: February, 13, 1994
First Change:
Hair: Blond, Short
Eyes: Blue
Race: White
Nationality: French
Sex: Male
Height/Weight
Hishu: 5’11”/148 lbs
Dalu: 6’5”/183 lbs
Gauru: 7’5”/283 lbs
Urshul: 5’7”/164 lbs
Urhan: 4’1”/68 lbs
His build is fairly lean although he certainly has an athletic flare to him, his skin has a warm shade to it while he has the look of someone who always has a question. His hair is short but longer then a solider would keep his, those days are behind him after all and he keeps it slightly messy but obviously styled that way. He dresses fairly casually although he never wears shorts as his right leg leading to his lower back has several scars which also act as his marks of renown.