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Asim was born (Dec 1969) in a small mountain farming village in Afghanistan whose name was known only to the inhabitants before they were killed by Russians. He became a rebel and started fighting in 1985 and hasn't stopped since. He picked up English from the CIA along the way, as well as 13 basic warfighting classes on things like marksmanship, fire and maneuver, grenades, demolitions, ambushes, RPG's, entrenchment, etc. He underwent his changes alone and without a pack, and the first thirty or so Russians he met died horribly. 1985 was the bloodiest year of fighting in Afghanistan, and his travels around the world have been to all the losing sides of all the big conflicts in the intervening years. Afghanistan (85-89), Iraq the first time (90), Algeria (91-92), Bosnia (92-95), Chechyna (96), Yugoslavia (97-99), Chechyna again (99-00), Afghanistan again (01-06), Irag again (07-08), and finally Minneapolis for the Apocalypse at age 39. Which promises to be a big fight.

When he came to Minneapolis he was taken in by Garou of the Sept. Prior to that his only teachers were spirits and an old Silent Strider named Jesus OpenRoad he met on the way up from Ecquador (who taught him the litany).

In Homid form he is tall (about 6') and dark skinned, clean shaven, long haired, and dressed in a red worn biker jacket, jeans, boots, and a t-shirt. He's not especially attractive, and bears the scars of many fights, and the scars from extremely sub-par medical treatment. The scars are predominantly burns from tracer fire or white phosphorus. Under his jacket he carry's his Fetish Sig P220 pistol and a few other sundry mundane items. In Lupus form he is a typical Silent Strider; tall, lanky, regal, expressionless, egyptian black desert wolf, like Anubis.

In the few weeks he's been around the Sept, he's quiet and tends to his personal effects or walks the streets of Minneapolis. This by far is the largest and most modern city he has ever been in, and it still amazes him sometimes. He sleeps poorly some nights, actually most nights, and when asked what they're about his answer is "The dead." He then changes the subject. What grates him the most is corporations and commies, neither of which he is fond of. His Journal. Recently bought an old Honda CB750 (1982 pic) with Bosca's money and is paying him back as a courier (about $1700 to go).  He is now a member of the new Camping the Apocalypse Sept in Elkhorn Nebraska.