Scent-of-Red-Snow is a Red Talon Galliard.
Overview[]
A Galliard born under the waning Gibbous moon, Scent-of-Red-Snow has always been a wanderer. Seized at a young age with a lust for journey and discovery, Scent-of-Red-Snow has made her paw prints in many parts of America and beyond. Originally from northern Montana, she appears as a huge, shaggy timber wolf, with a gray-stained muzzle and bright eyes. Scent-of-Red-Snow is a member of no particular camp, and is careful to avoid conflicts between them. She has been known to disarm such conflicts by breaking into an aching, mournful howl that others cannot help but join. One of her great missions is to end factional conflict among the Red Talons, believing that it is a characteristic of humans groups that has tainted her tribe and that it can only weaken Talons against humans and against the Wyrm.
Scent-of-Red-Snow is a doomsayer. Her songs are invariably dark and infused with visions of the Apocalypse and the final death of the Red Talons. She preaches to Red Talons in great moots, begging them to end the madness of Red Talon fighting Red Talon and giving them glimpses of her dark vision. She is a great performer, and her audience is always swayed by her pleas, though this may fade after they have left the moot.
Scent-of-Red-Snow is always prepared to support her claims with action. She has frequently insulted some strong Ahroun only to have him challenge her in front of the moot. She never backs away from such challenges, but the Ahrouns usually do. Hardly ever having to rely on her considerable fighting talents, Scent-of-Red-Snow is well preserved by her reputation and by the fact that deep down all the Red Talons feel her criticisms and know that she is right.
References[]
- WTA: Red Talons Tribebook, p. 65-66
- WTA: Litany of the Tribes Volume 3, p. 65-66