Name: Nessa Sinead
Age: 20
Weight: 140 pounds
Height: 6'2
Hair Color: Naturally red dyed partly black
Eye Color: yellow (often shifted they are otherwise green)
Race: Iveria descent turned Lutetian
Additional Characteristics: Nose piercing, left eyebrow piercing, multiple ear piercings, belly button piercing, and approximately 23 tattoos to long to list.
Werewolf Morphology: hybrid bi-pedal form. She's already rather bulky resulting in a all the more bulky transformation. Her nails are almost always elongated and eyes often shifted. Her usually angered personality has helped make these a bit more consistently in use. Because of this she's gotten used to the benefits of changed eye sight, slightly wider field of view dark vision etcetera. There's no real side effect to claws out, her "step father" Marcus Elbain has mentioned if she keeps up like this her eye sight might be injured eventually from shifting back. Her regeneration isn't the best and so Marcus theorizes she might eventually need glasses for near sightedness. She hasn't been exposed to silver yet, but would be vulnerable to such.
Regenerative Ability: She heals faster then a human but its nothing substantial. Where some get centuries she's theorized as likely only a century or two at most. If she doesn't fall to Lunentia first. It'd be classified as tier 2.
skillset: Breaking and entering, MMA, assorted blades, small firearms, grand theft auto, some bomb making, and tattooing.
Personality: Nessa is what she calls a "problematic problem solver", she hasn't found herself being of much use to others outside of questionable helping of predicaments. Almost always angry at something she had a history of gang violence and criminal charges sense at least thirteen. Her first solution was usually mouthing off, second was almost always violence. For all her anger though she is also loyal. She'd get her ass kicked any day of the week to defend someone else and doesn't need much provocation to stand up for those she does care about. This is aided some by also getting enjoyment out of pain, she doesn't like the labels it makes her feel a degenerate. That said she almost enjoys inflicting harm as taking it, this perhaps is why Marcus things her susceptible to Lunentia. Well that and her first transformation.
History:
Nessa had abusive father and a mother who was a drunk to try and deal with him. At ten during one of his bad nights she tried to pick a fight. She lost but when down fighting and biting. From then on she made a habit of just picking fights. She didn't always do well in them, sometimes I was classmates her age, sometimes older sometimes her dad. Bruiser or bruised she found she really enjoyed it. School was boring, reading didn't capture her attention. She tried video games and they were still fun to her but it never replaced that rush she got from the real thing. Thirteen was her first time thrown in juvy. Teachers had tried to avoid it knowing how tough she had it. Turns out though stabbing your dad in the collar bone burned grace periods.
Her dad was gone though and with that her and her mom were free. By now though Nessa was hooked. She started falling in with gangs, and no family could pull her from that fixation. By fifteen she'd been in and out of juvy for a long list of crimes, and by sixteen she had concluded she just wasn't going to pass highschool. So she dropped out, her mom didn't approve pushed for at least a GED. They would go onto have a almost running gag of asking if Nessa was any closer. Which was always lied about.
Around eighteen some of the members of the gang pushed for Nessa to focus on doing tattoos and picking up MMA. Half them wanted to help her do something legit, the other half just wanted her out of their hair. Sure for a lot of gangs a member was family, they saw Nessa as a sister. Just the sister who's rage might get someone shot if not careful. She picked the five biggest members and said only if they could beat her would she agree. The next week she was in the tattoo shop doing her first customer with her arm in a cast. To their credit though they were right, it helped some to do art and sanctioned fights. This did well into nineteen, where she started looking to underground cage fights to mix into things. The joy she got out of tattoo work helped avoid to much criminal activity but the scattered fights of MMA wasn't enough for her.
One night she was put in the ring with Marcus. Two rounds went to her, she had been bloodied by time they got to the third round but she was winning. Something changed in Marcus though in the third round, he got serious and it was like fighting a bear she had to imagine. He had three inches of height on her and probably a hundred pounds. Nessa didn't think the change came from that though. At any rate soon enough he won but in a cage both bruised and blood spattered the two laughed.
A friendship was made in the ring, and soon enough she was the goto tattoo artist for Marcus. He was invited over for dinner one night after the latest session under the needle. Wasn't planned or anything but he hit off well with Nessa's mom and Nessa found she really didn't mind such a pairing. For awhile things were almost normal fixation on the octagon and cage fights aside things were nice. Turning twenty Marcus took Nessa out for drinks, he could help get her into a bat despite being under age. Sharing a bottle of whiskey he showed Nessa a ring, he wanted to propose to her mother. They celebrated with an empty bottle and a bar fight.
Her mmother had to pay bail and yelled at them for hours. The other two mostly just snickering.
A week later they were going camping together. Under a full moon a ring was presented. The cries of joy were soon met with a howl. Then gunfire. A tire iron bashed into her head before she had much time to react.
When she woke up her head was ringing, she felt a sting in her shoulder and looking down it looked like a large animal had bitten a chunk from her stomach. Her mother lay in the soil ring clutched in hands and neck barely clinging on. There were other bodies around her in pieces but perhaps most startling was a large wolf of brown fur biting and clawing at something a mix of human and wolf. A hybrid form being butchered by essentially a direwolf. The oversized animal eventually changing back, revealing Marcus.
Two months were spent helping Nessa through the change and giving her a rundown of the way of the pack to a degree. Marcus helped her heal, readied her for the change. They burried her mother out there in the forest, Marcus asked Nessa to hold onto thr ring rather then burry it. She wears it now around her neck, he offered to leave once she transformed if she wanted. Nessa didn't though, she was down a mother, her dad was a waste, her previous gang might be at risk if she went back. She wanted Marcus to stay around, and he decided then he should take her to join the clan proper. That night Nessa turned, she didn't remember the night to well. What she did remember though was how good the change felt. She would witness the aftermath of numerous animals shredded by her and was delighted by the thoughts.
Nessa wanted to transform more, the pain, the hunger, the rush it pulled at her. Marcus tried to focus on helping her get better at sword play and fighting to avoid a transformation. He knew she was always a spitfire, but the grief only made his kid more violent. He knew the werewolf that turned her was lost to disease. So his training involved trying to keep the animal caged. With any luck being made a prospect and given a home would help his daughter stay in control. While he worried during the road trip Nessa spent most of it headbanging to metal music or sharpening various bladed instruments.
