I learned rituals from my mother when I was young outside of Cluj Napoca. But when I turn teenager my mather she don’t want me growing up in the country. She made some arrangements and soon I trained with military class special forces at age 13 to become bodyguard for crazy president: Pachenko. We all know what happened there. Our association means that Romania could not stay our home no longer. So we go find my father in San Carlos Arizona and there I find out many truths. For one thing the rituals I learned as a child are no Gypsy tricks: they have real power and meaning!
Growing up in Transylvania means I know a few things about the Vampire agents of the Wyrm so when my father went north to be part of a major push against their territory I was rightfully anxious…when I received word of his disappearance I experienced my first change it was full moon that night…it left an imprint because now I change every full moon…but in my war form I could feel the essence of my brothers and sisters calling me and they all called from the north where my father’s last battleground lies…I go now to find my pack.