Alexander "Sheathes His Claws" North

Alex North is a Cliath Shadow Lords Ahroun. He's a native of Hamilton and was introduced into the local garou community relatively recently. He's a member of the pigeon pack and works for a security company

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Personal History

Alexander North is the only son of Lisa North and a lifelong Hamilton resident. His father was an unknown drifter that had a one night stand with his mother. Growing up he was a normal child by all accounts but he had trouble controlling his anger. At the age of 10 there was an incident that led to another child having their nose broken (the child in question saying a few colorful words about Alex‘s mother), which led to Alex being forced to take an extracurricular activity to "workout his excess energy". So he was enrolled into the local boy scout troop.He was taught patience, survival skills and how to get away with beating the shit out of someone without getting in trouble.

He was out of the scouts by the age of 13 and life from then on was relatively normal. He still had his anger issues but they were mostly under control. He graduated High School as a B student but wasn’t sure what he’d do with his life. He was planning on going to a local college next fall but his life took a turn for the worst. The day after his graduation he went to an informal graduation party in an abandoned factory. He was expecting to have a little fun and cut loose a little. About five beers and a shot of rum next someone pulled out a little bag of pills. Alex was too trashed to just say no so he gulped one down with another beer.

Immediately his entire nervous system was on fire. He was doubled over in pain! It felt like there was a fight happening in his body! He could feel his muscles and bones growing and he saw in the corner of his eye he wasn't alone. Almost everyone else was morphing into some kind of monster like him. What the fuck did they shallow?! He saw some of his former friends kill the few people who weren't changing and they soon turned their attention toward him. The world was a red haze of pain, fear, and rage! He found a strength greater than he knew he had and killed whatever dared to attack him.At some point everything went dark and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

He woke up the next morning  in the tattered remnants of his clothes on a couch in an unfamiliar apartment. The events of last night ran through his head but Trinity’s familiar voice snapped him out of it. She calmed him down and explained what happened last night. Even after hours of explanations Alex didn't feel any better. Those things he killed may have been monsters but they were his friends. In his hazy memories he sees a pill dropping into his beer and then going down his throat. He didn’t know what it was called or what it looked like but he knew it was responsible for what happened last night.

And justified or not he still carried the weight of everyone he killed on his soul. So he swore he would make things right. He’d find the source of that drug and kill everyone involved in making it. Rather than going to college the next Fall he’d get a full time job as a security guard. He’d spend the two years learning what he could about his true heritage and the way’s of the Shadow Lords. When the time came for him to take his rite of passage Alex along with a few other aspiring Lords were tasked with killing vampires.

A group of out of state leeches had been trying to plant their roots in Hamilton. They weren’t affiliated with any of the locals so the elders didn’t think any toes would be stepped on if they were gone.They ran a club in the seedier parts of town, had a habit of draining club goers and runaways. As the ragabash got them into the club getting in with guile and intimidation. The theurge started a fire and the galliard wiped most of the clubbers into enough of a frenzy that they all left. The Philodox managed to sniff out the leeches and their ghouls, Alex led the charge as they attacked.

They took out a good amount of leeches and their slaves that night along with burning down a shitty night club. But the place didn’t go up in flames before he got a few names from the ledger of the head leech. Jeremy Hill, an arms smuggler that was threatened into working for them. Then there was Collin Richards who didn't know he was. There were also ten people chained up in a hidden basement being used for food. The poor things were so drugged up they barely registered Alex rescuing them in his Crinos form. For his efforts in stopping another nest of leeches from taking root in Hamilton he was given the deed name “Tear’s out Fangs”

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