Eógan Ó Ceallaċáin

Calm, level headed blacksmith (yes, he's really Fianna). A mountain of a man. (...and it's pronounced "Owen O'Callaghan")


A large man, but not quite big enough to be called “giant”. Thickly muscled and barrel-chested from years at the forge. Fair complected with earthy red hair and light brown eyes, there’s no mistaking his Irish heritage (nor would he tolerate you mistaking it). In his hairier forms his fur is the same shade of red as his normal hair.

Character Quick Reference

Breed: Homid Pack Name: Pack Totem: Mammoth
Auspice: Philodox Tribe: Fianna Rank: Fostern


Physical Social Mental
Strength (Striking) 4 Charisma 3 Perception 3
Dexterity 3 Manipulation 1 Intelligence 2
Stamina (Repitition) 4 Appearance 2 Wits 3


Talents Skills Knowledges
Alertness 2 Animal Ken 1 Culture 2
Athletics 0 Crafts (Metal, Wood) 5 Enigmas (Totem +2) 2
Brawl (Non-lethal) 4 Etiquette 3 Investigation 0
Dodge 2 Firearms 1 Law 0
Empathy 2 Leadership 2 Liguistics 1
Expression 0 Melee (Hafted Weapons) 4 Medicine 0
Intimidation 2 Performance 0 Occult 0
Larceny 0 Ride 1 Politics 3
Primal-Urge 3 Stealth 0 Rituals 2
Subterfuge 0 Survival 1 Science 0


Backgrounds Gifts
Allies 2 Persuasion Rank 1
Resources 2 Scent of the True Form Rank 1
Rites 2 Resist Toxin Rank 1
Totem 2 Commanding Voice Rank 2
Renown Expendables
Permanent Temporary
Glory 3 (6) Rage 5
Honor 7 (11) Gnosis 3
Wisdom 4 (4) Willpower 6

Merits & Flaws

Merit Type Cost Flaw Type Cost
Mixed Morph Physical +1 Dark Secret Psychological -1
Fair Glabro Physical +2 Compulsion Mental -1
Mechanical Aptitude Aptitude +1 Hard of Hearing Physical -1
Calm Heart Mental +3 Slide Sideways Supernatural -1

Born on Sept. 21st, 1845 (the celtic holiday of Mabon) two days before the median of the waning half moon, to Irish immigrant parents in Boston, MA. He grew up as a typical kinfolk, and didn’t actually present as Garou until his late teens, which came as a bit of a surprise to everyone.

Generally calm and level-headed, Eógan is the sort to try to curtail violence with reason, but if it comes to it, he’s really good at violence. He’ll explain to the stranger caught cheating at cards, or the kid with the fast gun that maybe packin’ it in and gettin’ out of Dodge (or heading for Dodge instead, as the case may be) would really be in their best interest. And if the individual in questions makes the wrong choice, well he’ll happily explain the error of their ways, in true Irish fashion. The former can make a body say “Are you sure he’s Fianna?”, but the latter brings an “Oh, there it is. I see it now.”

As a smith and woodworker he’s second to none. If he can’t make it, you don’t need it. However, he is a bit of a compulsive perfectionist in his work, and if the piece isn’t coming along to his satisfaction, he’s like to slag it down and start over from scratch. Fortunately, due to his skill, this rarely becomes an issue with meeting deadlines on commissions.

Some interesting tidbits (pardon the change in perspective, it just sounds better in first person):

H.G. Wells was born on my 21st birthday.
The Hobbit will be published on my 92nd birthday.

Some other cool folks who will be born on my birthday:
Gustav Holst
Max Immelmann
Chuck Jones
Steven King ( Silver Bullet can póg mo thóin )
Bill Fuckin’ Murray
Dave Coulier
Alfonso Goddamned Ribeiro
and lots of other folks

Eógan Ó Ceallaċáin

Wyld Wild West DanCreighton