The detective pushed through the crowd of onlookers and the gaggle of beat cops standing around on the street. He looked at the feral claw marks left on the woman’s body, and gave his handiwork a small smile of satisfaction. Then he made an excuse and left, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, a Farsil Luhal, an Iron Master.
- Renown: Cunning
- Gifts: Blending, Knowledge, Shaping, Technology
- Totem: Sagrim-Ur, Red Wolf
- Ban: Honor Your Territory in All Things
There are werewolves of all tribes in the cities, but the Iron Masters would argue that the others are never truly in the cities. In the same geographical location, certainly, but never a part of the city itself. The city isn’t somewhere you live, it’s something you plug into. It’s spiritual, mental, physical, sexual and visceral, all at once. And it’s their territory.
The Iron Masters (Farsil Luhal) are an Uratha tribe who seek to integrate themselves with human society in order to better watch over it.