A bit of browsing about revealed a source specifying 7 points, so we'd guess that to be accurate.

No idea what to stick in Humanity, though.

Revised sheet again, now that we've read up a bit more and learned more.
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Point assignments:
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[b][u]Some other details:[/u][/b]
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Age:[/b] 17(9)
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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Pretty much like this, only with some variation in clothing, depending on some abstract reason.
No, the image is not our own artwork. We liberally borrowed it from DeviantArt. We'd make our own image, but that takes too long, and we no longer have a renderer we're familiar with.

[b][u]Flaws & Merits : [/u][/b]
(2 pt. Merit) Dual Nature
(1 pt. Merit) Concentration
(1 pt. Merit) Acute Hearing 
(2 pt. Merit) Natural Linguist
(3 pt. Merit) Luck 
(2 pt. Merit) Judicial Ties
(1 pt. Merit) Inoffensive to Animals 
(1 pt. Merit) Prestigious Sire 

(1 pt. Flaw) Insane Sire 
(1 pt. Flaw) Short 
(1 pt. Flaw) Prey Exclusion 
(2 pt. Flaw) Amnesia 
(1 pt. Flaw) Soft-Hearted
(1 pt Flaw) - Repulsed by Garlic

[b]Brief history:[/b]
From the Journal of Alodia:
[i]We don't remember where we came from. Or do we? Cheese, said our father, our sire. That makes perfect sense, we think. It explains everything. In the end, everything comes down to fish. All logic leads there. You don't understand, you say? Pah. You are blind! You are all blind! Hold this torch into your left eye. Fire will open it. You will see better. We think.

No! Don't hit us with that branch! Fish we say! Fish! We will not stand for this. Father will teach you, should you open your eyes. We remember studying science. And it all led to fish. Except language. That led to moose. We did not fit in with the others. They mocked us. Lied to us. Claimed our theories were ridiculous. We taught them otherwise. All that remains of their blood is now in my papers. No! You won't read them. They are ours. OURS!

Northern Europe, we remember. Or is that from Father? It is hard to say. He is in here. He is everywhere. And nowhere. Moose. The theory of fish states all. Fear not. You will not die yet. Or will you? Chased walrus, we were. Fly, we did. Or was it swim? Matters not, it does. This place is home now. We like it here. Many fish. Ample blood. We like it.
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EDIT: just saw the freebeie point costs. Revising again.