Stains-Glass

Stains-Glass was a Red Talon Ragabash during the Dark Ages.

Overview

Some time ago, the humans found a source of great power and faith in the persona of a dead carpenter. This faith grew over time from a small and persecuted cult into the most powerful tribe of humans in the world. The other tribes of Garou each dealt with this faith in their own way. Some Garou followed it. Some abhorred it, some worked to destroy it. But the Red Talons howl of Stains-Glass, the only Talon clever enough to use it.

Stains-Glass was a Ragabash, of course, and a member of the Night-Fear (the forerunners of the Warders of the Land). She belonged to a very small sept centered around a caern of Calm. The lands fell under the domain of a nobleman that had forbidden his subjects ever to venture into the deep woods. Stains-Glass heard rumors that the noble's family had once included Kinfolk among the Children of Gaia of the Warders, but neither she nor the other Garou at the sept cared much. The humans stayed well clear of the bawn, and all was well.

And then one winter, the nobleman died and, as he had no son, left all of his goods and lands to the Church. The land's new "owners" quickly built a small chapel and established a trade route with other villages, but soon decided that cutting a road through the deep woods was the best way to expand their influence. The elder of the sept advised killing all humans in the immediate area, but Stains-Glass (then known by another name, long since forgotten) did not relish the idea of slaying the humans that had heretofore done them no harm. Instead, she assumed human form that night and ventured to the village, stole a length of cloth hanging near a home, and then pierced her palms with a sharp piece of wood. She staggered throughout the village, wailing like a ghost, and pointed to the chapel, exclaiming that the Church had stolen land from the beloved noble and that evil lay therein. As the townsfolk followed, she walked to the church and staggered against the windows, staining the glass with her own blood. She then vanished into the Umbra, leaving only the bloodied sheet.

The townsfolk, believing they had witnessed a miracle, forced the Church's people from their lands. They continued trading with other villages, but never ventured into the deep woods. They tore down the chapel, but erected a small shrine, wherein they kept the bloodied sheet of the Angel from the Forest.

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