Crosses-the-River

Crosses-the-River was a Wendigo Ahroun who sacrificed himself against the Storm Eater.

Overview

In the 1800s while the Wyrmcomers overtook many Wendigo and Uktena caerns, the net of power that bound a terrible evil weakened as its tenders were slain or driven away. As each caern of the Pure Ones fell to the invading European Garou, the great binding waned until the creature it contained awakened and escaped. For many years it bided its time and grew. In time, it consumed a powerful Weaver-spirit that happened upon it. Suddenly infused with such power, the once-bound Wyrm spirit became the Storm Eater and spread suffering across the land.

There was also in those days a Wendigo man of the Tlingit called Spear of Winter. He was a great warrior and ad counted more coup against Wyrm and Wyrmcomer alike than any Wendigo of his time. His hated of the whites was known across the plains from the lakes to the mountains and his Rage burned bright as the sun and cold as the ice that caps the world.

So that the Pure Ones could decide what they must do about the Storm Eater, there was a great powwpw calling together all the Wendigo and all the people of Elder Brother. For seven days and seven nights they argued and spoke and sang songs pleading with the spirits for guidance but they could not agree. On the eighth day Spear of Winter, who was late - he had come upon a great nest of the Wyrm and fought for many days to cleanse it - came upon the moot and was angered.

"Who are these people that look like Wendigo and Uktena but can only argue while a great evil runs loose upon their lands?" he thought. And so he dropped his hatchet on the north bank of the river, where he stood, and swam across to his brothers to the south. Still wet and dripping Spear-of-Winter cried out to his people. "Look there! I, Spear-of-Winter, who has painted his hatchet red many times over with the blood of the whites, have laid my hatchet on the other side of the river and I shall not take it up again, for my Grandmother lies bleeding in the claws of a great evil!"

At his word the Garou gathered were sorely ashamed and gave to Spear-of-Winter, whom they now called Crosses-the-River, much honor and respect. He, of all the peoples, was chosen to fight the Storm Eater. And he, who had tasted the blood of countless Wyrmcomers joined with their warriors in death as a brother to destroy the wretched spirit and bring peace to his people for a time.

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