Birth Name: Thomas Brightsky

Nova Name: Totem
Eruption: Deliberate

Nature: Martyr

Allegiance: Native American Nations

Strength: 5, Brawl 4, Might 1

Dexterity: 5, Athletics 4, Firearms 1, Legerdemain 1, Melee 2, Stealth 4

Stamina: 5, Endurance 3, Resistance 3

Perception: 5, Awareness 4

Intelligence: 2, Bureaucracy 1, Intrusion 1, Linguistics 1 (Cherokee),

Medicine 1, Survival 2

Wits: 5, Rapport 4

Appearance: 2, Intimidation 4

Manipulation: 2, Subterfuge 2

Charisma: 2, Command 1

Backgrounds: Backing 2, Contacts 2, Eufiber 2, Influence 1, Resources 1

Initiative: 10

Willpower: 6

Taint:

Aberrations:

Quantum: 1

Quantum Pool: 22

Mega-Attributes: Mega-Strength 1 (Crush), Mega-Dexterity 1 (Enhanced

Move), Mega-Stamina 1 (Resiliency), Mega-Perception 1 (Bloodhound)

Quantum Powers: Armor 1, Body Modification (Chromatophores, Extra

HT levels x 3, Gills, Webbed Hands/Feet), Claws 1, Flight 1

Thomas was born in a car accident that claimed the life of his single mother outside of Port Angeles, Washington. He was a sickly child that few expected to survive, but his grandfather, the tribal shaman of the nearby Makah reservation claimed that the spirits had great things in store for him and called upon each of the animal spirits for their blessings. It was during the childs sickness that the shaman saw something behind his eyes and realized that something was very different about this boy. He consulted with a ‘real’ doctor, suspecting some sort of growth in the boys brain and was told that no signs of cancer had been detected. But he remained sure of what he had seen and as the years grew on, he trained his grandson in the ways of each of the animal spirits sacred to the North American tribes. Grandfather made him run to keep up with deer, wrestle with horses and bulls, swim in the icy seawater or try to snatch food from the beak of the quasi-tame raven that followed the old man around. Thomas was only a teenager when the old man, in the throes of lung cancer from a lifetime of smoking led his young charge too close during an expedition to observe a brown bear foraging (the old man kept track of the native wildlife in an unofficial ‘game warden’ role). The bear felt threatened by the boy’s presence and the old man barely got himself in the way and died at the claws of the bear as Thomas was borne to the ground by a searing pain. When he was able to stand and the red haze was gone, his uncle was long dead, the body of the mauled bear beside him. His hands were covered with the bears blood as he dug his grandfathers grave with his own hands, tossing aside boulders the size of his head like they were pebbles.

He then returned to the reservation and announced that grandfather was dead and that he would be taking on his role as shaman, and that he would be henceforth working alongside the tribal police as needed, demonstrating his strength by the simple expediment of dropping the 400 lb bear carcass he had carried home on the ground and walking to his uncles home.

He studied grandfathers journals and determined that he had gained the strength of Bison-Woman, the fleetness of foot of Brother Caribou, the low cunning and ferocity of the Wolverine and Coyote-Trickster. From lowly Rat he gained the ability to resist disease and toxins, and from the mighty Orca-Killer he gained a superhuman endurance and resistance to harm. The senses of the Giant Owl and the wings of Sea Eagle are now his, along with other gifts besides, and he knows that there are more tricks he has yet to master… He knows that the strength of the bison is but a taste, and that the Whale-Singer has greater strength still, so he steels himself body and soul to assume that strength.