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Attribute Specialties:
Wits: Quick-Witted

Ability Specialties:
Stealth: Urban

Backgrounds:

Pure Breed 5
Fetish 1 (Nyx's Bangle, Spriit: Night Shifter) (Usually looks like a piece of rope around his wrist)
Nyx’s Bangle
Level One, Gnosis 6
A favorite of Ragabash, this fetish resembles a silver bracelet with glyphs honoring Luna carved into it. When activated, it allows the wearer to blend with shadows and move around unseen at night. Only the eyes betray the werewolf, shining like twin full moons in the darkness. Unlike the talen: Nightshade (see p. 229), the wearer of Nyx’s bangle doesn’t turn into shadow, but merely has her presence masked. She gains four extra dice to Stealth pools at night when the fetish is activated.
To create Nyx’s bangle, one must bind a spirit of night or darkness into the bangle.
Rites 2

Merits:

Immune to Wyrm emanations 6
Lack of Scent 2

Flaws:

Distinguishing Characteristic (Dyed hair, dedicated) 2
Lifesaver 3

Willpower: 5 / 5
Rage: 3 / 3
Gnosis: 3 / 3
Harano: 0 / 3

Mercy
Climb like an Ape
Disguise Fetish

Rite of Cleansing, Rite of Binding

Physical Description:
Mycah is a young man with a ruddy leather Jacket he has a simple locket around his neck showing his father and mother. He wears a T-shirt with holes in it. And has Jeans with a few holes and an old blood stain.

In glabro he grows a black beard.

Crinos he is a Dark grey wolf almost black with piercing blue eyes that almost glow.

In Lupus he is a Dark Grey almost black wolf with similar eyes.

Personality:
He hides his contrary nature learning early he could not be himself in a war machine. But he could take care of those around him. Earning him the mask of a caring kind person.

The fires of war is in his form and he understands prudent duty. But in honesty he seeks peace.

Backstory:
Mycah Jade Draven, “Sticky Fingers”
Cliath Ragabash, Child of Gaia
Born February 1st, 2003 — under the light of a full moon

Prologue — Born of War and Fire
Mycah Jade Draven never had a choice in the matter of greatness.

Born under the full moon, the first son of Syntyche Draven, the Phoenix’s Rise — elder of the Garou Nation, warleader, and forgemaster — his destiny was written before his first breath. His birth was heralded by stories of ancestors who’d faced the Apocalypse since time immemorial: Judgement Walks Softly, Sleeps With Secrets, Wyrm Breaker, Chase’s Unicorn’s Tail, Thunders Gavel — warriors and seers whose blood still burned in him like molten silver.

His father, Michael Draven, was kinfolk, taken by war before Mycah could remember his face. His mother’s mate, Lance Draven, a stern and structured man, stepped into the void, raising Mycah alongside his siblings — Ember, Michelle, and Axel — with a soldier’s zeal and a father’s impossible expectations. Lance believed discipline forged heroes; Mycah came to believe it only forged cages.

To be born a Draven was to live in preparation — training, rites, drills, rehearsed emergencies, nightmares of fire and corruption whispered into bedtime stories. The Garou Nation was at war, and Syntyche’s son would grow up knowing nothing but duty, honor, and the weight of apocalypse.

The First Change
It happened when Mycah was sixteen.

He and his mother were sparring — fists echoing through the stone courtyard, her movements sharp and relentless. She had seen it building in him: that twitch beneath his skin, the way rage shimmered behind his calm façade. She pressed him harder, pushing him to the edge on purpose.

“You think the world will wait for you to be ready?” she taunted, voice heavy with fire and pride.

Something broke. The world narrowed to blood, scent, and motion, and the First Change took him — bones shattering, muscles swelling, a howl ripping through his throat. The frenzy overtook him, wild and boundless. But his mother was stronger. She took him down with mercy, holding him against the earth until he could hear his own heart again.

When he awoke, she simply said, “Now you are truly my son. Now the Nation will know you’re one of us.”
He didn’t answer her. He was too terrified by how right it had felt — and how good it felt to lose control.

The Rite of Passage — The Birth of “Sticky Fingers”
Two years later, at eighteen, his Rite of Passage came.

His assignment: steal something from his mother, something sacred, something she believed untouchable. For months, he studied her movements, the patterns of her rituals, the wards surrounding her forge. The lesson she wanted him to learn was humility — but what he sought was freedom.

He found his chance when Syntyche was occupied with a clan moot. With silence born of mischief and precision, he slipped past guardians and glyphs to reclaim the Harmony Flute, one of her prized fetishes. Rather than gloat, he left it on her bed with a simple note:

“Not to shame you, but to prove I am you.
— Sticky Fingers”

She didn’t punish him. She smiled instead, radiant and proud.
That night the sept howled his new name: “Sticky Fingers,” Ragabash of the Children of Gaia.

She understood what few others in the Nation would — that in trickery, there was truth.

Impressed she actually passed the challenge. She also gifted him a nix's bangle with the very spirit that wanted to be with him to help fight the world and enjoyed his trickery of the Elder She told him simply: “Night shifter has been around centuries, has walked with shadowlords and bsds alike forced and not. He prefers not to be forced. He will aid you when he likes the trick. He is in this band.” She offered him a silver bracelet intricately made and inlaid with the children of Gaia symbol for the black unicorn. But also a night spirit glyph. It had obsidian in the Bracelet and sometimes when light hits it just right you see the spirit shifting in the stone.
Running From Fire
But pride cut both ways.

Despite their shared cunning, Syntyche could never stop treating her son like the weapon she was forging. Lance only made it worse. A drillmaster’s commands filled their home. “Precision, focus, loyalty,” he’d bark. “The Wyrm doesn’t forgive weakness.”

One night, during another argument that grew too sharp, Mycah snapped.
His mother and him argued over duty that ended in this last statement with him“I love you” and “I can’t take it anymore.”
He started out His father Lance said: “You get back here right now or don’t come back!”
Mycah in rage spoke: “You’re not my father, Lance! You were never my father!”
The words hit like claws, tearing something irreparable.

Then he was gone — out into the mortal world, into the noise and rot and pulse of Los Angeles, searching for something the Garou Nation had never offered him: himself.

On the Wind — The Trickster’s Road
Now, Mycah drifts. He keeps to the fringes of both worlds, a trickster, thief, and reluctant warrior. He laughs too loud, steals from men who already steal from the world, and never stays in one place long. He’ll lift food from corporate stores and call it balance, pick pockets to teach lessons, sneak into Weaver-webs to sabotage and amuse. The Ragabash in him thrives on twists.

But the warrior blood remains. He can’t abide cruelty. When he sees innocents caged or violated, something ancient wakes in him — the fire of Phoenix’s Rise, the courage of all his foremothers.
Yet he fears that fire too — fears losing control again, becoming what he fights.

Connections and Shadows
He still dreams of home sometimes — of his siblings and cousins Axel, Ember, Michelle, Violet, and the rest of the sprawling Draven line. Of his mother’s forge, and the flicker of heat and love that hid behind her fury. Of Lance’s hard eyes softening when he thought no one saw.

He hasn’t written to them. Not yet.
Maybe someday — when he’s found out who Mycah Jade Draven actually is, apart from their war banners and their ghosts.

Until then, he walks the thin line between humility and pride, mischief and redemption — a son of the Garou Nation, of laughter and loss.
A Child of Gaia.
A Ragabash.
“Sticky Fingers.”

Q: When and where was your character born? (Feel free to make use of moon phase sites).
Mycah was born Februrary 1st 2003 (67,67!)
Q: Did your character know about Garou growing up, and that he or she was one?
He was the first born of Syntyche Draven born of Unicorn, and of man, under the full moon, deeded Pheonix's Rise, Daughter of Midnight Oak, Granddaughter of Thunders Gavel, Great Granddaughter of Chase's Unicorn's Tail, Great Great Granddaughter of Wyrm Breaker, Great Great Great Granddaughter of Sleeps With Secrets, and Great Great Great Great Granddaughter of Judgement Walks Softly, Mated to Lance Draven, Guardian to Mycah, Ember, Michelle and Axel Draven, I am an Elder to the nation, Beta of Embers in the Dark and Guardian of Wolverine's Rage Sept in L.A. His nurturing ground was Garou stories magic rites and combat training under Lance. His father was Michael Draven and he unfortunately passed not too long after he was born.
Q: When and how did your character first change?
He first changed during a combat fight with His mother fist to fist. She could sense he was about to change and she kept beating on him until he frenzied. She took him down with Mercy and then welcomed him to the Nation and new training. Then the training intensified for combat while his training for sneaking out of it started. He got very good at ditching.
His first change was at 16 His rite of passage was passed at 18.
Q: What is your character's education, both in the human world and Garou nation?
He went to school until he was 16. Then he dropped out in favor of Garou training and home schooling. He does not have a highschool or college degree.
Q: What was your character's Rite of Passage?
His rite of passage was to steal a fetish from his mother. It took him a while to figure out how but he was already smart. Eventually when she was busy with another he managed to steal the harmony flute and presented it on her bed with a note.
She Named him “Sticky Fingers” of the nation.

Q: What are your character's major goals?
Find himself without the constant pressure of war. Subconsciously He was so pressured with the greatness of Syn he couldn't become his own person own identity and he didn't identify with the military mindset of his father. Syn pushed him super hard because her father pushed her super hard.
He wants to find his ninch in the nation after he finds himself.

Q: What are your characters major loves and fears?
He loves to joke around, play games and sneak around and get things. With the deviation in education he figures money is just a weaver tool and if it doesn't hurt someone too much he will steal to eat. Sometimes he hunts. Other times he steals from major corporations.
He fears being locked too much in a war game to him killing innocents is a measure of pride. He knows it's neccessary for wyrm that was ingrained since birth. Anything that traps or Violates innocents he will defend against. However he doesn't like senseless killing at all.
Q: Who is your character connected with (loved ones, enemies, family, etc.).
Cousin Violet and Axel Draven (younger brother). There is a long long list in his family.
Syntyche Draven - Trueborn - Ahroun
Michael Draven- Kin (Diseased)
Lance Draven - Kin - Mate (Surrogate father)
Children:
Mycah Jade Draven-Trueborn Ragabash
Ember Marie - trueborn - Ragabash
Michelle Dawn - trueborn - Ragabash
Axel Roman - trueborn - Ahroun
Rhysand Jasper - True - Galliard
Niko Alexander - Kin
Lance River - Kin

Twin Brother to Syn Asher Draven Ahroun COG
Mate Aurora Draven
Aurora and Asher's children:

Identical twins:
Noah Jacob Draven - Trueborn philodox
Eli Garrett Draven - kin

Violet is linked to Lance's Family line. There is probably more but this is the short version.

Plus the ancestral lineage of Syn.

Freebies:
Freebies
15+5 flaws 20
3 backgrounds
4 Gnosis
2 Rage
8 Merits

Notes:
Pure breed 5 lineage:

I am Mycah Jade Draven, Son to Phoenix's Rise, Grandson to Midnight Oak, Great Grandson to Thunder's Gavel, Great Great Great Grandson of Sleeps with Secrets, Great Great Great Great Grandson of Judgement Walks Softly. Father Michael Draven Cliath Born to woman accepted by Unicorn under the Hidden Moon.

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Player: Quaotik

Mycah is a young man with a ruddy leather Jacket he has a simple locket around his neck showing his father and mother. He wears a T-shirt with holes in it. And has Jeans with a few holes and an old blood stain.

In glabro he grows a black beard.

Crinos he is a Dark grey wolf almost black with piercing blue eyes that almost glow.

In Lupus he is a Dark Grey almost black wolf with similar eyes.

He hides his contrary nature learning early he could not be himself in a war machine. But he could take care of those around him. Earning him the mask of a caring kind person.

The fires of war is in his form and he understands prudent duty. But in honesty he seeks peace.

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