Makar's Clan

With the original elders of the clan long gone, and their few offspring scattered to the winds, young Seraphin has taken control of all that is left of Wendigos few followers. Reluctant, and not so tender of heart, She tries to keep the ties all that is left to her clan, but few remain tethered to the familial code that once bonded the original few. Seraphin has watched her own offspring and siblings leave her to try and hold down their stake in the vast boneyard they once called home alone. Though many have been exalted, swearing there lives in the name of the Plaugebringer, many have sold themselves off as mercenaries, passing between clan after clan, biding there time and pledging their allegiance to nothing besides glimmering seductive treasure. To this Seraiphien can say nothing, she can do nothing, but watch as her Clans name is smeared in the dust, and left to be dissolved into the ages.