By The Goddess (goddess@lk.ceap.wcu.edu)
Unlike the other children of Seline, we make no pretense to a 'human' origin, or 'human' ties. We rose from the stone of our mountain homes, and the show-filled winds breathed life into us. Seline smiled on our forms, and blessed us with her gifts of shifting and moon-magic. We always were, and we shall remain.
Should you ever get wanderlust -- and I both recommend and speak against it -- do your best to conceal your identity. The Garou and Asuras must not know of our existance, and even some of our cousins are best kept in the dark.
For you see, the Garou believed us a dead people, and we were not included in their curse against our kind. Even now we still have access to our spirit-home, and we cultivate our relationships with the chaya. We work our snow-magic against dogs and Asuras alike, and laugh quietly in our mountains as they Rage in helpless frustration.
Wait a moment, kit. Be not so hasty -- you must learn patience. Remember we are few, and each one of our kind lost is a bit of the future lost. We endure like stone, but we can melt like snow. Bide your time, and think through your actions before you make them.
Ah, I see. You wish to see the rest of the world. Go see what there is to see, kit, but be sure to watch your back. Keep company with the chaya, and remember your calm. Patience is all..
The Bastet's finest spirit-walkers before the War of Rage, the Uncia were quickly and savagely attacked by the Garou. Gathering the remnants of their shattered tribe, they fled into the Umbra and quickly covered their tracks. Both the garou and the other Bastet tribes believed the snow leopards dead and gone, and they were subsequently excluded from the Garou's Umbral ban on the other Bastet.
Unfortunately, the Uncia are few indeed. Perhaps no more than a few dozen snow leopards survive in modern times, and many of these are metis. The Uncia are besieged, but they are too patient -- and too stubborn -- to give themselves up now.
Lodged in their mountain fortresses, the Uncia rarely leave except to make forays into the Umbra -- or, more rarely, to other locales in order to gather knowledge or even just to see "what's there" (this is more common in the younger Uncia).
The Uncia value patience and quiet above all else, save the collecting of knowledge. And in these fields they are almost without equal, even among the Bastet.
Sokto | Crinos | Chatro | Feline |
Str+1 | Str+3 | Str+3 | Str+2 |
Dex+3 | Dex+4 | Dex+4 | Dex+4 |
Sta+2 | Sta+4 | Sta+3 | Sta+3 |
Man-1 | Man-2 | Man-3 | Man+0 |
App+0 | App-3 | App-3 | -- |
Initial Willpower: 4
Beginning Gifts: Ibex's Footing, Spirit Speech
Balam: They move too fast and too furiously, and they will rue it in the end.
Bubasti: Dark, dangerous and desperate. Beware, lest you become like them.
Ceilican: They've learned tricks we would love to share...
Khan: Savage things, the tigers have lost their honor long ago.
Ocelotl: Foolish and flighty, yet there is wisdom is some of their words.
Pumonca: Do they learn anything in their wanderings? I would think not...
Qualmi: Little brothers of our hearts, though they may lose themselves in their own games.
Simba: These brutes make the Khan look civilized. They might as well be dogs in cat-skins.
Swara: They have no knack for waiting, but they are wise in their own ways. We understand each other well.
Ibex's Footing (1)
Spirit Speech (1): As the Level 1 Theurge (Garou) Gift.
Chill Of Frost (2)
Fur Of Granite (2)
Centre Self (3)
Heart Of Stone (3)
Spirit Vessel (5): As the Level 5 Theurge (Garou) Gift.
The Malleable Spirit (5): As the Level 5 Theurge (Garou) Gift.