Turnstile
Overview
Turnstile was - and in a way, still is - an old, homeless crank addict who used to sleep near the turnstiles at various el stations on the West Side. He'd beg for change, sometimes food. When he'd get run out of one station, he'd go to another. Whenever he got food, he wasn't usually hungry (as were the effects of the methamphetamines he was usually tweaked on), and he shared the food with whatever creatures happened to be around - including rats. One night, Turnstile fell asleep, and a Rat Host began nibbling away at his innards, cleaning him out so it could take over.
Unfortunately, taking over also meant subsuming his addiction. Now, Turnstile is a meth-addicted human-looking Rat Host. His teeth are mostly broken off, and he smells of ammonia, and will do just about anything to get a fix. He's skinny as hell, and if one were to spot him without his normal blanketed covering of rags, they might see rat heads poking out from between his ribs, from his belly button or other skin tears and orifices. He's no kind of physical threat for a single werewolf, much less a pack, and he knows it. And that's why he might be willing to cut a deal....
Stats
Mental Attributes: Intelligence 2, Wits 1, Resolve 2
Physical Attributes: Strength 2, Dexterity 5, Stamina 1
Social Attributes: Presence 2, Manipulation 1, Composure 2
Skills: Athletics 2, Brawl 2, Stealth 4, Streetwise 3, Subterfuge 3
Merits: Iron Stomach, Fleet of Foot 2
Willpower: 4
Essence: 6
Virtue: Prudence
Vice: Gluttony
Health: 6
Initiative: 6
Defense: 1
Speed: 14
Aspects: Discorporation, Gnaw Gauntlet, Sense Weakness
Gallery
References
- CofD: World of Darkness: Chicago, p. 265
