Marlowe Ripley Bennett

… Somebody come get this man ''I think he got lost in my DMs, what? My DMs, what?'' You better come get your man I think he wanna be way more than friends, what? More than friends What you want me to say? … It ain't my fault that I'm out here getting loose Gotta blame it on the Goose Gotta blame it on my juice, baby It ain't my fault that I'm out here making news I'm the pudding in the proof Gotta blame it on my juice Juice - Lizzo _____________________________

Marlowe Ripley Bennett Screams Into the Void, Let ‘Er Rip, Havoc Spinner, Mayhem’s Own, Ravage the Blight to the Rhythm of the Drums, Dirge Singer, Weaves the Snare, Lights Up the Night, Exiled Synergy Along the Mobil Ave, Sunders the Legacy Code, Born to War under Luna's Mournful Song, Daughter of Cockroach, Called of Clashing Boom-Boom, Sworn Warrior of Volcano, Chosen of Phoenix, Omega of the Silver Pack, and Shrewd Legend of the Garou Nation

Marlowe was an unwanted child born to parents that broke Litany, a father that escaped consequence and a mother that paid for that sin with her life. Reviled and despised by the Garou society she was raised in, Marlowe's only certainty was that she was a monster and that her life must be spent in service to make up for a crime of her conception, an act she had no choice in. A toddler prone to rage, a small version of the war form that the 'true' warriors of Gaia took with such pride was a body she was trapped in. With claws that would rend if she played too hard, teeth that could rip if she followed her instincts to bite when dealing with emotions far too large for her toddler frame, and her neurodivergent mind proof of her metis heritage made existing in the world almost impossible. Hers was a childhood denied the luxury of such; she was expected to behave as a logical and calm adult before her brain was even fully formed, let alone being put to work in the Chicago caern to teach her discipline and control instead of being allowed to play and explore.

If she had a different disposition, Marlowe could have easily fallen to the Wyrm or worse. Instead, she itched to prove them all wrong and far too young dedicated herself to being better. Being more clever, more helpful, more capable; her existence boiled down to proving her entire caern wrong. The only saving grace was that she was a Glass Walker through her mother, her father's tribe ran the caern and long into her adulthood the Get of Fenris treated her as if she was worse than a Spiral and twice as damned. But to Marlowe, she didn't need them and if anything she would be more than they could ever hope to be and one day they would beg to cling to her coattails for a glimmer of her Glory's shadow to be attributed to their influence. Instead she dove into the wonders of the Weaver and the parts of the Umbra that came in Blue and Red, written in Green and Gold and so many ones and zeros. It was the code that allowed her a chance to prove them all wrong and it was her machinations against and within the machine that earned her Renown.

She was only an Athro when she tracked down the Silver Pack and requested to join them as their Galliard, and it was the first time other Garou didn't treat her like a mistake but instead a person. Being allowed to be a part of the most honorable and beloved pack of the Garou Nation was a giant middle finger to her childhood of abuse and disdain, proof that her worth was always there but the cruel were too self-aggrandizing to see it. Marlowe found a family with the other women of the pack and her loyalty and dedication to her chosen family knows no bounds. Gaia Herself couldn't get her to even say an ill-word about them and having the chance to grow and flourish with support and care has earned the least experienced Legend of the pack a chance to shine as she was meant to. Proof positive that she had always been more than they ever bargained for.

It is unknown whether or not Marlowe recalls the events of the Apocalypse.

Marlowe's current whereabouts are in flux as the Silver Pack have left New Orleans to aid Aya and Chiyo-shisai with the corruption spreading in the forest and threatening all of Japan. However Ollie has reached out to her to look into something called The Institute and it's possible connections to the current mystery they are chasing.