Simon
| Full Name: | Simon Gabriel West |
| Demeanor: | Fatalist |
| Sphere: | Shifter |
| Tribe: | Glass Walkers |
| Camp: | Wise Guy |
| Pack: | The Revenants |
| Breed: | Homid, born and bred |
| Auspice: | Ahroun |
| Rank: | Fostern |
| Height: | 6'1" |
| Weight: | 180 lbs |
| Hair: | Dark brown to black |
| Eyes: | Dark Brown |
| Birthday: | Nov 5 |
| Apparent Age: | Late twenties |
Biography
Not every Glass Walker knows what they are before their First Change. Unlike the other tribes, there isn't a lot of pedigree control over who they are and what might become of them.
Simon has always been a bit of a misfit. As a child, he was the one who fought bullies or sometimes he was, himself, the bully. As a teen, he was a delinquent, committing crimes, doing drugs and being the awkward topic of conversation for his middle-class parents.
His First Change came after a particularly violent exchange with a rival gang. This was also the first time he actually killed a person. Or people, as the case was. But this episode did not escape the notice of older werewolves. Werewolves that were related to his very notable ancestor.
His grand uncle, Ronald "Dutch" Holland helped to raise the wayward Ahroun into something more. His crew shaped Simon into a soldier for the cause of Gaia. That propensity for violence was tempered in the fires of gun rapport. Under their tutelage, he thrived and prospered, in the way only a natural could.
He has been to Los Angeles in two different episodes: once, to help a Ragabash who requested the assistance of Dutch. And now, to honor his legacy. To bring about a new age for the Wise Guys, just as the Glass Walkers reinvent themselves, time and again.
Roleplay Hooks
| Criminal | Simon has lived a life of crime. And crime is almost all that he knows. |
| The Boys from Buffalo | Simon may or may not be acquainted with the Wise Guy outfit from upstate New York. |
| Gift of the Gab | Perhaps atypically for an Ahroun, he has proven to be quite eloquent in certain circumstances. |
| Alpha of the Revenants | While it wasn't his first choice of a job, Simon has taken the mantle of leadership of his pack of Italian-American werewolves. |
Contacts
| Enzo | Knows how to live life. |
| Francesca | She hits 'em right between the eyes. |
| Karl | Our interface to the spirit world. Talented fellow. |
| Sydney | Soldier with the right mind. Fellow gun lover. |
| Paige | Partner in Beverly Hills adventures. |
| Elyse | Another adventure buddy. Punk-rock. |
| Wren | Giving her all to fight a horrible war. |
| Felicity | Partner in crime. Kidnapping, to be more precise. |
| Cecilia | Underestimate her at your own peril. Dedicated. Determined. |
| Lola Darling | This one has the right qualities. Not to be crossed if you know what is good for you. |
Soundtrack
| Silversun Pickups – Nightlight | If we enter through the front door / With the keys we stole the night before / Now we have the right to be the masters / of the tangles of disaster |
| Dawid Podsiadlo, P.T. Adamczyk – Phantom Liberty | Be careful with your moves tonight / I think the time is right / I think the blood has dried / It cries for more / So, what are we waiting for? |
| Alexisonfire – the Kennedy Curse | Take this blood from my veins / And paint me a masterpiece / of a parade, a parade of a dead sun / Bang, bang |
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