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Name: Gabriel ‘War-Wing’ Aingeru |
| Gabriel Aingeru was born somewhere near the black forests of Germany, far from the cities that would become his home. His father was a high ranking CEO for some company and his mother was a Skein Runner. Neither of them have ever made an effort to have any influence on his life. His father through a myriad of successful attempts at disassociation and anonymity and his mother because of the fact that she technically doesn’t exist. He was directly sent to America, namely Maine, to live with ‘family’ far away from the harsh treatment that most of the stricter European Garou tended to show their Metis. | |
