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A cold winter's night. An important time for many, and this one is of particular importance to a 5'4" silver-haired, headstrong village girl out hunting deer for her elder's feast.
Unfortunately, the village is (relatively) close to the Wyld. Whilst it itself is safe, it's hunters are much less so as they travel towards the edge. And so it was that Erin Marias found herself fleeing from a mutant creature from the Wyld, uninjured but terrified to say the least. During the chase, she stumbled into a small clearing, illuminated by the moon as is the way of Fate and Destiny.
As she knelt to drink from a stream passing through the clearing, she was approached by Luna, and Exalted. Told of a greater purpose and armed with only her wits and will to survive, Erin took some time to piece things together. This delicate mental process would be rudely interrupted, however, as the mutant crashed into the clearing. For Erin, the fight lasted as long as a blink. When she came to, she found herself in her Warform, with the mutant torn to pieces at her feet, and an odd sensation growing.
It manifested as a smirk, then a chuckle, then grew to a deep laughter that startled birds and animal alike. In a mad rush of power, she practically rampaged through the forest, and several tribal villages observed this, believing her to be some kind of god - no mutant would be so imposing, yet so unblemished. The Wyld left it's traces on those it deformed, and there were none of those here. To the superstitious villagers, this was clearly a sign. Some worshipped her as a being of war, others of hunting. Some feared her, others respected her. After finding out about this cult, Erin went some way to cultivate it, appearing to the villages from time to time, particularly when they made great offerings. A small cult is a beneficial thing for any Exalted to have, after all, and the relative isolation of the tribes and nature made it relatively safe from the Wyld Hunt.
Some time later, she was picked up by the Pact, and willingly went with them. Having spent much of her life threatened by the all too occasional Wyld-spawned mutants, she understood the dangers all too well, and was more than willing to accept the moonsilver tattoos. As fitting her heritage and role before, she joined the Full Moon caste. It was there that she would become a truly fearsome warrior, though her elders believed her short temper, hot-headedness and refusal to back down in many situations to be detrimental.
In any case, she spent many months, perhaps even years perhaps training with her peers, never backing down from a challenge, and excelling in her chosen areas of expertise - taking and dishing out pain, and mastering the use of her warform. . Wanderlust, however, soon grew too great for her to contain. Gathering some equipment, resources and artifacts given to her by generous members higher in the caste, she set forth. Or more precisely, south. On her way she hunted and took the Heart's Blood of other animals, specifically other felines. She was too familiar with them to easily adjust to other species, she reasoned, and staying with what she knew was many times safer than the unknown.
But now, it was time to see what Luna meant by that greater purpose...
Erin usually wears a heavy brown cloak that hides her lamellar armour and helps physically hide her Tell from sight, though only the sharpest-minded of mortals could hope to have a chance of seeing through it, even in her true form. Skilled diplomats who can see through the veils of deception, and battle-hardened warriors who can resist mental attack, however, have a very good chance of spotting it, and are practically guaranteed if they are physically searching for Lunars or shapeshifters, especially if they have seen it before, unless they are observing a false form, where the Tell becomes considerably more effective. Exalts observing a true form are also especially likely to notice it, unless particularly weak-willed and with little essence to draw upon. To spot her Tell in her True Forms requires a Dodge Mental Defense Value of 6, and 12 in her 'false' forms. Observing a true form (barring the warform) doubles the observer's DMDV before adding the following modifiers;
- Looking for shapeshifters adds 1.
- Specifically looking for Lunars adds 2, but does not stack with the above.
- Having seen the Tell before adds another 2 to the observer's MDV.
The cloak has a hood that can be drawn up or down, though it is usually worn down. Her Goremaul and greatsword are worn across her back, the former's head wrapped in cloth to hide it's nature, looking to the casual observer as nothing more than a cloth-wrapped hammer or sledge. The latter is sometimes hidden under the cloak (if possible) and her straight sword is always hidden at her side.
Her armour itself shimmers faintly under moonlight, an effect of the moonsilver it is alloyed with, but otherwise looks like fairly mundane steel lamellar armour, consisting of several pieces to protect her chest, arms and legs. It's unusual properties stem from the moonsilver it is alloyed with, however, and it offers superb protection whilst weighing practically nothing, and it can actually expand in size to protect Erin's warform - and any of her other forms for that matter - when she shifts into it, apparently drawing extra segments from Elsewhere and increasing the size of the segments to ensure that the overall protection is not compromised. The entire suit offers considerable protection, capable of significantly reducing damage all by itself, and that's even before one takes into account Erin's own Essence-augmented resilience, her charms and the incredibly thick fur possessed by her Warform, which further increases her resistance to harm.
Additionally, each segment is inscribed with various Lunar-related symbols, imagery and runes. The entire collection recalls a series of short stories from the later First Age and Usurpation, readable to any versed in Claw-Speak, though the nature of the segment storage and sizing can make the recollections somewhat broken, occasionally lacking in important details, or often jumbled up with one another. The maker and age of the armour remains unknown, but it is suggested by some to have been an artifact from the armoury of her First Age incarnation.
Moving on, Erin's warform is a massive predatory hybrid of a human and her spirit form, a snow leopard. Standing between eight and nine feet tall, with sharp claws, a thick and long tail that aids in balance and a heavy fur coat that dulls incoming blows, it is imposing and durable enough before one takes into account that it is armed with a Moonsilver Goremaul and is well-armoured with the Moonsilver Lamellar, as well as other resilience-enhancing charms. It is not something one tangles with lightly to say the least.
Recently, she has also used her own shapeshifting abilities and command thereof to permanently enhance the power and resilience of her spirit form*. Previously of little use due to blatant moonsilver tattoos and inferiority in most regards to her other true forms, it has since been 'upgraded' into a veritable powerhouse the size of a horse, easily stronger than either of her other true forms, slightly tougher, and armed with deadly natural weapons. This form sacrifices the ability to use tools and weapons - lacking thumbs and the manual dexterity to use them - for sheer animalistic brute force and durability. Other perks include use as heavy-lifting and transportation, though the ride is far from pleasant without a saddle, even for an experienced rider.
With an experienced rider and a suitable harness, it could easily be ridden into battle, though it would take quite the Exalt to persuade her to allow this to happen, and control is not something one can expect from an already hot-headed Lunar suddenly subject to powerful animal instincts. On the plus side, at least there's no worry of her turning to run, unless the situation truly calls for it.
* "Refining the Spirit's Form", custom knack, grants (Essence + 4) points of positive mutations to the spirit form on a permanent basis. May be bought multiple times.