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fearful_symmetryName: Linette St. Paul
PB: Charlotte Martin
Age: Born 1888
Fandom: Werewolf: The Apocalypse
Race, Tribe, Breed: Bastet, Kahn, Hominid
Alignment: Neutral
Pryio: Daylight
Appearance:
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 132lbs
Build and Coloring:
Though a bit above average height, Linette is considered small for her race, with streamlined muscles and compact strength. She gives the impression of catlike grace and balance even in her human form, with the bonelessness that typifies her race. Don't be fooled by her languid posture: the Kahn are warriors, and she is particularly vicious in spite (or perhaps because) of her smaller size. Her hands and the bottoms of her feet are heavily calloused, and her knuckles are thickly scarred. Someone broke her nose once, before her change came upon her, and it's visible in the slightly flattened bridge.
Lynn has strong features, strikingly handsome rather than pretty, with a generous mouth and sharp jawline. Her eyes are gray-blue in a tanned face, her hair a dishwater-blonde streaked even paler by the sun. She wears it in meticulously kept waves, but usually binds it up for practicality's sake. Though she's often mussed, scratched or bloody from her pursuits, she's quite fastidious, and religiously bathes twice a day.
Feline Form:
The Kahn are weretigers, originally hailing from India, Asia and Siberia. Lynn's small hominid size is echoed in her other forms; as a tigress, she barely tops 300 pounds, a bit runty for a Siberian. What she lacks in mass, she makes up for with speed, bloody tenacity and a wicked streak a mile wide.
Distinguishing Marks:
Linette happens to possess the wide band gene, leading to a coloration known as Golden Tabby. She's awfully vain about it. Among tigers, this strain has only been found in captivity, and only through select inbreeding. Mention that, and kiss your face goodbye.
Like any warrior, Lynn has come out the worse in a number of fights and has a list of impressive battle scars in addition to the various small nicks and bumps:
-A set of claw-slashes on her right outer-thigh, won during a Hanshii with a member of the Balam clan.
-A burn on the inside of her left elbow, where lamp-oil spilled on her as a child.
-A thin cut that curves from her left temple under the corner of her jaw, courtesy of a silver knife and a too-smart USARMY Lieutenant.
-Her crowning glories, souvenirs of her fight with an Abomination (Bastet-turned-Vampire): a jagged slash on the inside of her right hip, an ugly bitemark on the left side of her ribcage, and a knot of scar tissue on the bones of her right wrist.
History:
Born in New York City during the Great Blizzard of 1888, Linette St. Paul got off to a rocky start in life. Her parents numbered among the thousands of Russo-Slavic poor who immigrated to the New World after the assassination of Alexander II. She had two older brothers and a sister, all crammed into the second floor of a tenement home with three other families. Her father worked at the local textile mill and her mother did mending to bring in a little extra income.
Her oldest brother died that same winter, and she lost her sister to a runaway cart when she was three. The two surviving children attended public schools infrequently, around begging and selling the pins their mother collected from her mending. She was a serious, intense child who spoke little, but got into anything left within reach. Bilingual, she made friends in several immigrant communities and was popular with other children for her ability to invent new games. When her father died in a workhouse fire, a seven-year old Linette and her nine-year old brother Luca had to work to support the family. They left school completely, so that Luca could sell newspapers and Linette could peddle matches.
The match-girl market turned out to be pretty brutal, with older kids beating on smaller ones for good corners on busy streets. Linette discovered a talent for brawling, often kicking the snot out of children years older and twice her size. She broke more noses (and knuckles) than anyone else in her tenement row, and soon went looking to take over even better locations. Eventually, she thought to skip a step and just mug other children for their money, but Luca stepped in, beat her black and blue and put a stop to that behavior. They might have been penniless immigrants, but he had some very strong opinions about right and wrong.
But big brother was too late to kill her love of a good fight. By the time she was 10, most of Linette's income came from winning semi-organized fights with other kids. She could turn a nice profit in half an hour by playing the long odds against herself. On the few occasions that the other children (almost always boys) protested, Luca would intervene. He didn't approve of her methods, but they needed the money more than anyone needed to worry about her reputation.
Their mother died of a cough in 1900. For two years, brother and sister carried on in the same manner, with Luca bouncing for Lynn's unofficial bouts. Eventually they had to move to different neighborhoods, as the local teens were too afraid to take them up on a fight and the adults lost patience with their behavior. She lost a fair number of fights and broke a few bones, but always seemed to come through okay somehow. On the whole, they did fairly well for themselves, especially once Luca was strong enough to take a day job at the textile mill that killed their father. Then, in the summer of 1902, a sore loser knifed him in the back, and the shock and rage of losing her brother triggered Lynn's First Year.
She slaughtered the killer and the spectators, and would have torn the tenement row down if not for the arrival of her kuasha, a teacher of her own clan alerted by the sudden change. The older Kahn's name was Caroline, and she promptly pinned Linette and groomed her within an inch of her life. Embarrassing, humbling, and a good indicator of how their relationship would work. Kuasha teach a kit how to be Bastet for a year, and only a year. At the end of this period, they teach them the Yava (see Weaknesses) and leave them to fend for themselves. Some pupils never see or hear from their kuasha again, but Caroline was more maternal than most, and often kept in touch through various informal clan gatherings.
At the end of her First Year, Lynn was fifteen and something of a prodigy at hand-to-hand combat. She traveled during her first few decades, endlessly searching for new teachers and new martial schools. Bastet acquire skills by spying upon one another, but the Kahn clan was nearly wiped out during the European colonization of India, so she had to leave the Americas to find more like herself. This put her in Europe during WWI, where she learned organized warfare and found that life could be even more brutal than the slums of New York. The advances in war-technology taught her the importance of evolving tactics and the dangers of being behind the times. For the first time in her life, she fought to protect those who were weaker, guarding refugee transports and campsites.
Burned out by the horrors of the first World War, Linette spent the second in the Asian Islands, attempting to learn something of zen...only to give it up as a useless philosophy when the bombs dropped. She'd struggled too much with the principles to ever really be comfortable with them, and found no sense in nonaction when entire cities could be blown off the map.
In 1950, Linette became infamous by accident. She and her then-lover, a human wizard named Yeijiro, were traveling through Tibet, observing the Chinese occupation and doing what they could to defend civilians from the army. One night they came across the smoking ruins of a small village, its people freshly slaughtered. An Abomination, a Bastet turned by a vampire, burst out of one of the buildings and attacked the human in a maddened frenzy. It cut Yeijiro down, but not before the wizard managed to wound it. All this happened almost too quickly for Linette to react; no sooner had she lunged for the Abomination than it ran into the mountains. Grieving and enraged, she tracked its bloody footprints through the Himalayas for ten days before finally overtaking and killing it. Both fighters were half-starved and desperate, but she came out victorious and survived her nearly fatal wounds. Abominations are rare, powerful and universally despised by the Bastet, so her accomplishment gained her a hefty reputation. She cares little for that, and rarely speaks of the kill, feeling that to brag about it would dishonor her dead lover's memory.
Following that incident, she retreated to the Middle East for a few years, licking her wounds and working out new scar tissue. But the Kahn cannot be solitary for long, and her lust for battle drew her back to Asia, where she hunted the Viet Cong in South Vietnam. Though a caucasian woman, all it took was one shift of her feline features to convince superstitious leaders that she was god-sent. She often hired herself out to needy platoons, mapping and clearing out the VC's network of underground tunnels. When the U.S. withdrew from the war, she moved on to Cambodia, where the Khmer Rouge were on the rise. The atrocities they inflicted on their people so enraged her that she displayed her abilities too often and in front of a few too many people, to the point that patrols began to carry silver weapons. Caroline took that as her cue to step in and haul Lynn out by her scruff. Literally.
Her old kuasha decided that the kit, now a Tilau-ranked adult, needed a reining influence. Caroline was acquainted with a Jamak (a sort of totem spirit that will often assist a Bastet in exchange for favors) and encouraged a bond between the two. Lynn found herself saddled with Phil, a cranky spirit who takes the form of a scruffy, middle aged man. His abilities tend towards sneakery and guile, which nicely balanced Lynn's charge-on-in philosophy. The two of them got on quite well together, and Phil has become something of a ghostly uncle figure. They snipe at one another constantly, but there is genuine fondness and respect beneath the taunts. His presence helped soothe the last of her jangled nerves from the Abomination incident.
These days Linette wanders from conflict to conflict, usually siding with the bewildered civilians, but sometimes taking a more active, mercenary role. She makes her way by participating in underground prize fights, usually organized by Mages or the more violent vampiric clans. Rumors of stirrings among the Garou and a mass exodus of vampires have brought her to Los Angeles, a city she had somehow managed not to visit in her lifetime.
Personality:
Lynn is blunt, headstrong and reckless. She lives for the fight, constantly on the lookout for the next warrior to test herself against. Though her love of a brawl sometimes borders on the dishonorable, she is Khan to the bone, with all the pride and conviction that implies. She has no tolerance for anyone who physically targets the weak, but even less for those who play the victim. Not everyone can be as capable as the Kahn, of course, but she believes that each person must develop their individual strengths to the best of their abilities. She values independence and honesty, but enjoys the riddle-games of her kind. Like all cats, she is solidly convinced of her superiority to others, though she will bow to the experience and wisdom of her elders. Though she often acts superior, she detests the aristocratic pretensions of some other clans and immortals.
She speaks her mind, does as she pleases, and gets away with it because few people are stupid enough to cross a tiger. Her overconfidence has gotten her into no-win situations in the past, and she's not very good about learning from her mistakes. Above all else she is a DO-ER, not a thinker. She's incredibly comfortable in her own skin, and glories in physical activity, whether running, swimming, climbing, going out for a night on the town or simply basking in the sun.
At rest, Linette is amiable and easy-going. She smiles often (though perhaps a bit too widely), has a well developed sense of humor (unless she's the target) and loves to have company. Her thirst for physical sensation includes good food, drink and sex. Like any cat, she may sometimes attack (physically or verbally) without provocation, and tires of things easily. In other words, she's fantastic company for the short-term, but wears on the nerves after a while.
Weaknesses:
The glowing description of her personality may trick a reader into believing, as Lynn does, that she has no faults. This is not the case.
Every Bastet clan suffers from three "Yava," unescapable shortcomings. Some may only be afflicted by one of the three, but Linette is susceptible to all. However, the Yava are the most tightly kept secrets. No one but another clan member should ever know them:
1) Though children of the mood goddess, the Khan are driven by the sun. They are sluggish and sleepy after sundown and, during an eclipse, become completely comatose for 24 hours. Please note that VAMPIRES, GAROU AND OTHER SHAPESHIFTERS MAY BE AWARE OF THIS YAVA, as it was betrayed during a clan war. If they are, then any Kahn they meet will be more susceptible to their powers. There's a reason there are so few Kahn around anymore.
2)Kahn cannot resist devouring the meat of an innocent child, though doing so violates their code of conduct.
3) Any Kahn who turns away from a direct challenge becomes unable to use their goddess-granted abilities for two weeks.
And, of course, there are the traditional weakness to silver and fire. In addition to racial traits, Linette is often tempted into fights that are too much for her, and has a Garou-like tendency to stick out a suicidal course of action. Her emotions are easily played against her, and run so strong that she's especially prone to accidental shape shifting. A tense or enraging situation can push her into Feline form, and sometimes through to the bipedal Crinos form. This is a HUGE embarrassment for someone her age. She gets a lot of flack for it at gatherings, and it's actually held her back from climbing the Bastet social ladder, such as it is. Assuming that a mentalist could fathom the working of a cat's mind, she'd be easy prey for telepathic manipulation or illusions.
Prejudices:
Vampires: Some of the Bastet are enthralled by this secretive race, but Linette generally loathes and disdains them. As if her encounter with the Abomination weren't enough, vampires were involved in the betrayal of Yava that nearly brought on the extinction of her tribe. With the exceptions of the Brujah and the Gangrel, she finds them to be effete, aristocratic poufs, lazing about in accumulated wealth and vices. Every Kahn knows the vampires are servants of the Asura, and she would cheerfully rip the head off one with very little excuse.
...however, there seem to be a bunch of new-breed vampires running around, and she's juuuust curious enough to sheath her claws for a bit.
Garou: Unlike some of her people, Linette does not hate her canine cousins. While they acted dishonorably during the Rage Wars, she respects the might of force they showed there. She can't understand how anyone would want to be in charge of a group, but she gets exerting power over another. She's had a couple of good bouts with Garou in her time (one or two of which ended in the death of her opponent, but it's hardly HER fault that they were xenophobic enough to take it that far) and hopes to enjoy more. Of course, they ARE dogs...dirty, prone to chasing their tails, and not always very bright. She delights in messing with them, though her friends among the Bastet have pointed out that she sometimes shares those traits.
Humans: Kahn legends proclaim the clan as chosen warriors against the dark, and they take protecting humanity very seriously. Unlike some, Linette hasn't chosen a particular territory or family to defend, but she takes it upon herself to protect those poor, squishy bipedals from harm at the hands of the supernatural...and each other. She has nothing but respect (and a wee bit of awe) for human mages and wizards, and is fond of taking lovers from their ranks. The Bastet traditionally collect secrets, and she finds those of magekind the most intruiging.
As for everyone else, Linette has an open mind. Promise her a challenge, and she'll gladly hang around to learn more. Respond to her physical advances and claim a tigress as a lover for a time. Prove you have a useful skill, and expect her to dog your steps until she's figured it out for herself. Try to learn anything from her, and run the risk of frustration by riddle or hospitalization by mauling.
PB: Charlotte Martin
Age: Born 1888
Fandom: Werewolf: The Apocalypse
Race, Tribe, Breed: Bastet, Kahn, Hominid
Alignment: Neutral
Pryio: Daylight
Appearance:
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 132lbs
Build and Coloring:
Though a bit above average height, Linette is considered small for her race, with streamlined muscles and compact strength. She gives the impression of catlike grace and balance even in her human form, with the bonelessness that typifies her race. Don't be fooled by her languid posture: the Kahn are warriors, and she is particularly vicious in spite (or perhaps because) of her smaller size. Her hands and the bottoms of her feet are heavily calloused, and her knuckles are thickly scarred. Someone broke her nose once, before her change came upon her, and it's visible in the slightly flattened bridge.
Lynn has strong features, strikingly handsome rather than pretty, with a generous mouth and sharp jawline. Her eyes are gray-blue in a tanned face, her hair a dishwater-blonde streaked even paler by the sun. She wears it in meticulously kept waves, but usually binds it up for practicality's sake. Though she's often mussed, scratched or bloody from her pursuits, she's quite fastidious, and religiously bathes twice a day.
Feline Form:
The Kahn are weretigers, originally hailing from India, Asia and Siberia. Lynn's small hominid size is echoed in her other forms; as a tigress, she barely tops 300 pounds, a bit runty for a Siberian. What she lacks in mass, she makes up for with speed, bloody tenacity and a wicked streak a mile wide.
Distinguishing Marks:
Linette happens to possess the wide band gene, leading to a coloration known as Golden Tabby. She's awfully vain about it. Among tigers, this strain has only been found in captivity, and only through select inbreeding. Mention that, and kiss your face goodbye.
Like any warrior, Lynn has come out the worse in a number of fights and has a list of impressive battle scars in addition to the various small nicks and bumps:
-A set of claw-slashes on her right outer-thigh, won during a Hanshii with a member of the Balam clan.
-A burn on the inside of her left elbow, where lamp-oil spilled on her as a child.
-A thin cut that curves from her left temple under the corner of her jaw, courtesy of a silver knife and a too-smart USARMY Lieutenant.
-Her crowning glories, souvenirs of her fight with an Abomination (Bastet-turned-Vampire): a jagged slash on the inside of her right hip, an ugly bitemark on the left side of her ribcage, and a knot of scar tissue on the bones of her right wrist.
History:
Born in New York City during the Great Blizzard of 1888, Linette St. Paul got off to a rocky start in life. Her parents numbered among the thousands of Russo-Slavic poor who immigrated to the New World after the assassination of Alexander II. She had two older brothers and a sister, all crammed into the second floor of a tenement home with three other families. Her father worked at the local textile mill and her mother did mending to bring in a little extra income.
Her oldest brother died that same winter, and she lost her sister to a runaway cart when she was three. The two surviving children attended public schools infrequently, around begging and selling the pins their mother collected from her mending. She was a serious, intense child who spoke little, but got into anything left within reach. Bilingual, she made friends in several immigrant communities and was popular with other children for her ability to invent new games. When her father died in a workhouse fire, a seven-year old Linette and her nine-year old brother Luca had to work to support the family. They left school completely, so that Luca could sell newspapers and Linette could peddle matches.
The match-girl market turned out to be pretty brutal, with older kids beating on smaller ones for good corners on busy streets. Linette discovered a talent for brawling, often kicking the snot out of children years older and twice her size. She broke more noses (and knuckles) than anyone else in her tenement row, and soon went looking to take over even better locations. Eventually, she thought to skip a step and just mug other children for their money, but Luca stepped in, beat her black and blue and put a stop to that behavior. They might have been penniless immigrants, but he had some very strong opinions about right and wrong.
But big brother was too late to kill her love of a good fight. By the time she was 10, most of Linette's income came from winning semi-organized fights with other kids. She could turn a nice profit in half an hour by playing the long odds against herself. On the few occasions that the other children (almost always boys) protested, Luca would intervene. He didn't approve of her methods, but they needed the money more than anyone needed to worry about her reputation.
Their mother died of a cough in 1900. For two years, brother and sister carried on in the same manner, with Luca bouncing for Lynn's unofficial bouts. Eventually they had to move to different neighborhoods, as the local teens were too afraid to take them up on a fight and the adults lost patience with their behavior. She lost a fair number of fights and broke a few bones, but always seemed to come through okay somehow. On the whole, they did fairly well for themselves, especially once Luca was strong enough to take a day job at the textile mill that killed their father. Then, in the summer of 1902, a sore loser knifed him in the back, and the shock and rage of losing her brother triggered Lynn's First Year.
She slaughtered the killer and the spectators, and would have torn the tenement row down if not for the arrival of her kuasha, a teacher of her own clan alerted by the sudden change. The older Kahn's name was Caroline, and she promptly pinned Linette and groomed her within an inch of her life. Embarrassing, humbling, and a good indicator of how their relationship would work. Kuasha teach a kit how to be Bastet for a year, and only a year. At the end of this period, they teach them the Yava (see Weaknesses) and leave them to fend for themselves. Some pupils never see or hear from their kuasha again, but Caroline was more maternal than most, and often kept in touch through various informal clan gatherings.
At the end of her First Year, Lynn was fifteen and something of a prodigy at hand-to-hand combat. She traveled during her first few decades, endlessly searching for new teachers and new martial schools. Bastet acquire skills by spying upon one another, but the Kahn clan was nearly wiped out during the European colonization of India, so she had to leave the Americas to find more like herself. This put her in Europe during WWI, where she learned organized warfare and found that life could be even more brutal than the slums of New York. The advances in war-technology taught her the importance of evolving tactics and the dangers of being behind the times. For the first time in her life, she fought to protect those who were weaker, guarding refugee transports and campsites.
Burned out by the horrors of the first World War, Linette spent the second in the Asian Islands, attempting to learn something of zen...only to give it up as a useless philosophy when the bombs dropped. She'd struggled too much with the principles to ever really be comfortable with them, and found no sense in nonaction when entire cities could be blown off the map.
In 1950, Linette became infamous by accident. She and her then-lover, a human wizard named Yeijiro, were traveling through Tibet, observing the Chinese occupation and doing what they could to defend civilians from the army. One night they came across the smoking ruins of a small village, its people freshly slaughtered. An Abomination, a Bastet turned by a vampire, burst out of one of the buildings and attacked the human in a maddened frenzy. It cut Yeijiro down, but not before the wizard managed to wound it. All this happened almost too quickly for Linette to react; no sooner had she lunged for the Abomination than it ran into the mountains. Grieving and enraged, she tracked its bloody footprints through the Himalayas for ten days before finally overtaking and killing it. Both fighters were half-starved and desperate, but she came out victorious and survived her nearly fatal wounds. Abominations are rare, powerful and universally despised by the Bastet, so her accomplishment gained her a hefty reputation. She cares little for that, and rarely speaks of the kill, feeling that to brag about it would dishonor her dead lover's memory.
Following that incident, she retreated to the Middle East for a few years, licking her wounds and working out new scar tissue. But the Kahn cannot be solitary for long, and her lust for battle drew her back to Asia, where she hunted the Viet Cong in South Vietnam. Though a caucasian woman, all it took was one shift of her feline features to convince superstitious leaders that she was god-sent. She often hired herself out to needy platoons, mapping and clearing out the VC's network of underground tunnels. When the U.S. withdrew from the war, she moved on to Cambodia, where the Khmer Rouge were on the rise. The atrocities they inflicted on their people so enraged her that she displayed her abilities too often and in front of a few too many people, to the point that patrols began to carry silver weapons. Caroline took that as her cue to step in and haul Lynn out by her scruff. Literally.
Her old kuasha decided that the kit, now a Tilau-ranked adult, needed a reining influence. Caroline was acquainted with a Jamak (a sort of totem spirit that will often assist a Bastet in exchange for favors) and encouraged a bond between the two. Lynn found herself saddled with Phil, a cranky spirit who takes the form of a scruffy, middle aged man. His abilities tend towards sneakery and guile, which nicely balanced Lynn's charge-on-in philosophy. The two of them got on quite well together, and Phil has become something of a ghostly uncle figure. They snipe at one another constantly, but there is genuine fondness and respect beneath the taunts. His presence helped soothe the last of her jangled nerves from the Abomination incident.
These days Linette wanders from conflict to conflict, usually siding with the bewildered civilians, but sometimes taking a more active, mercenary role. She makes her way by participating in underground prize fights, usually organized by Mages or the more violent vampiric clans. Rumors of stirrings among the Garou and a mass exodus of vampires have brought her to Los Angeles, a city she had somehow managed not to visit in her lifetime.
Personality:
Lynn is blunt, headstrong and reckless. She lives for the fight, constantly on the lookout for the next warrior to test herself against. Though her love of a brawl sometimes borders on the dishonorable, she is Khan to the bone, with all the pride and conviction that implies. She has no tolerance for anyone who physically targets the weak, but even less for those who play the victim. Not everyone can be as capable as the Kahn, of course, but she believes that each person must develop their individual strengths to the best of their abilities. She values independence and honesty, but enjoys the riddle-games of her kind. Like all cats, she is solidly convinced of her superiority to others, though she will bow to the experience and wisdom of her elders. Though she often acts superior, she detests the aristocratic pretensions of some other clans and immortals.
She speaks her mind, does as she pleases, and gets away with it because few people are stupid enough to cross a tiger. Her overconfidence has gotten her into no-win situations in the past, and she's not very good about learning from her mistakes. Above all else she is a DO-ER, not a thinker. She's incredibly comfortable in her own skin, and glories in physical activity, whether running, swimming, climbing, going out for a night on the town or simply basking in the sun.
At rest, Linette is amiable and easy-going. She smiles often (though perhaps a bit too widely), has a well developed sense of humor (unless she's the target) and loves to have company. Her thirst for physical sensation includes good food, drink and sex. Like any cat, she may sometimes attack (physically or verbally) without provocation, and tires of things easily. In other words, she's fantastic company for the short-term, but wears on the nerves after a while.
Weaknesses:
The glowing description of her personality may trick a reader into believing, as Lynn does, that she has no faults. This is not the case.
Every Bastet clan suffers from three "Yava," unescapable shortcomings. Some may only be afflicted by one of the three, but Linette is susceptible to all. However, the Yava are the most tightly kept secrets. No one but another clan member should ever know them:
1) Though children of the mood goddess, the Khan are driven by the sun. They are sluggish and sleepy after sundown and, during an eclipse, become completely comatose for 24 hours. Please note that VAMPIRES, GAROU AND OTHER SHAPESHIFTERS MAY BE AWARE OF THIS YAVA, as it was betrayed during a clan war. If they are, then any Kahn they meet will be more susceptible to their powers. There's a reason there are so few Kahn around anymore.
2)Kahn cannot resist devouring the meat of an innocent child, though doing so violates their code of conduct.
3) Any Kahn who turns away from a direct challenge becomes unable to use their goddess-granted abilities for two weeks.
And, of course, there are the traditional weakness to silver and fire. In addition to racial traits, Linette is often tempted into fights that are too much for her, and has a Garou-like tendency to stick out a suicidal course of action. Her emotions are easily played against her, and run so strong that she's especially prone to accidental shape shifting. A tense or enraging situation can push her into Feline form, and sometimes through to the bipedal Crinos form. This is a HUGE embarrassment for someone her age. She gets a lot of flack for it at gatherings, and it's actually held her back from climbing the Bastet social ladder, such as it is. Assuming that a mentalist could fathom the working of a cat's mind, she'd be easy prey for telepathic manipulation or illusions.
Prejudices:
Vampires: Some of the Bastet are enthralled by this secretive race, but Linette generally loathes and disdains them. As if her encounter with the Abomination weren't enough, vampires were involved in the betrayal of Yava that nearly brought on the extinction of her tribe. With the exceptions of the Brujah and the Gangrel, she finds them to be effete, aristocratic poufs, lazing about in accumulated wealth and vices. Every Kahn knows the vampires are servants of the Asura, and she would cheerfully rip the head off one with very little excuse.
...however, there seem to be a bunch of new-breed vampires running around, and she's juuuust curious enough to sheath her claws for a bit.
Garou: Unlike some of her people, Linette does not hate her canine cousins. While they acted dishonorably during the Rage Wars, she respects the might of force they showed there. She can't understand how anyone would want to be in charge of a group, but she gets exerting power over another. She's had a couple of good bouts with Garou in her time (one or two of which ended in the death of her opponent, but it's hardly HER fault that they were xenophobic enough to take it that far) and hopes to enjoy more. Of course, they ARE dogs...dirty, prone to chasing their tails, and not always very bright. She delights in messing with them, though her friends among the Bastet have pointed out that she sometimes shares those traits.
Humans: Kahn legends proclaim the clan as chosen warriors against the dark, and they take protecting humanity very seriously. Unlike some, Linette hasn't chosen a particular territory or family to defend, but she takes it upon herself to protect those poor, squishy bipedals from harm at the hands of the supernatural...and each other. She has nothing but respect (and a wee bit of awe) for human mages and wizards, and is fond of taking lovers from their ranks. The Bastet traditionally collect secrets, and she finds those of magekind the most intruiging.
As for everyone else, Linette has an open mind. Promise her a challenge, and she'll gladly hang around to learn more. Respond to her physical advances and claim a tigress as a lover for a time. Prove you have a useful skill, and expect her to dog your steps until she's figured it out for herself. Try to learn anything from her, and run the risk of frustration by riddle or hospitalization by mauling.
