Brendan Dooley

Brendan Dooley is a Homid Ahroun Fianna. He was born in the late 1940s.[1]

Biography

Few people, even among the Seanachie Sept, know much about Dooley's background. This is typical of Brendan's approach to others. He's a glib speaker, when he's in the mood, and can captivate listeners for hours with his tales, but he never reveals much about himself. All that's widely known is that Dooley came to Vancouver from the East Coast of the U.S. maybe Boston, maybe somewhere else about 10 years ago. General consensus is that he followed one of more Kinfolk to the West Coast, but nobody knows who his Kin are. It is known for sure is that despite his strong Irish accent, Brendan Dooley has never set foot on the Emerald Isle. This leads his detractors to suggest that he fakes his accent, claiming that he learned it from bad movies to give himself an air of distinction. There are those in the tribe who would pay handsomely for any information about Dooley's past. Some of the Shadow Lords are actively seeking in embarrassing and possibly incriminating information on Dooley to present to the council. Of course they haven't found anything yet, but that might not stop them from making something up...

Dooley is a strong leader with a fierce and explosive temper. In Homid form, he usually has a drink of some kind in his hand, preferably a pint of Guinness or a glass of Jameson's. This seems to be more for show than anything else, since nobody has ever seen him drunk. Considering his temper when he's sober, this is probably a very good thing. He's very intelligent, a fact he sometimes seems to enjoy concealing, but perhaps both very observant. He tends to "filter" his perceptions through his preconceptions.

In Homid and Lupus form, Dooley is something of a ladies' man, racking up many conquests of both species. Although he had many offspring, none of them has yet been identified as Garou.

Appearance

In his Homid form, Brendan Dooley is a tall, very thin man with long arms and legs. His fingers are very slender, but he has a vise-like grip. He has short, thinning hair in a very light ginger, almost blond. His skin is pale, and he has bright, piercing green eyes. He's in his mid-40s. There's something about his gaze that communicates a strong hint of the explosive temper bottled up within him. He speaks with a thick Irish brogue. In Lupus form, he's a lean, hungry-looking beast with a ruddy pelt more reminiscent of a fox than a wolf, and his intense green eyes are still notable.

Stats

Breed: Homid
Auspice: Ahroun
Tribe: Fianna
Attributes: Strength 4, Dexterity 4, Stamina 3, Charisma 4, Manipulation 3, Appearance 2, Perception 2, Intelligence 5, Wits 5
Abilities: Brawl 4, Dodge 4, Empathy 1, Expression 3, Intimidation 3, Primal-Urge 4, Streetwise 1, Subterfuge 3, Drive 2, Etiquette 2, Firearms 1, Melee 3, Performance 3, Leadership 5, Stealth 2, Survival 2, Linguistics 3, Politics 3
Backgrounds: Kinfolk 3, Pure Breed 2
Gifts: Smell of Man, Resist Toxin, Razor Claws, Persuasion, Inspiration, Brew, Staredown, True Fear, Disquiet, Heart of Fury, Clenched Jaw, Balor's Gaze, Kiss of Helios
Rank: 5
Rites: None
Fetishes: Fianna Mead, Large Klaive
Rage 6, Gnosis 2, Willpower 4

References

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