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Ouroboros

(#168057)

Level 25 Wildclaw

Familiar

Greattusk

Energy: 46/50

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Measurements

Length

4.18 m

Wingspan

9.18 m

Weight

688.51 kg

Genetics

Forest
Savannah

Purple
Safari

Forest
Thylacine

Hatchday

Jul 14, 2013
(10 years)

Breed

Adult
Wildclaw

Eye Type

Shadow
Unusual

Level 25 Wildclaw

Max Level

STR

117

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

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Biography

Ouroboros

#2110392

Ouroboros

Abbadon's Right Hand

B I O G R A P H Y

When Ouroboros first joined the Morbus Factio, it was like many others who had come and gone over the years. He was a markingless Guardian searching for a home, something to protect; but more than that, he was looking for somewhere that felt right. Though he would not have called himself spiritual; he had what some would call a sixth sense, an idea within him that was looking for something more than just a home, a name or a charge. He was looking for purpose, a reason for his existence beyond merely living or instincts.

Though he could not remember exactly after all this time, he did know that when he had met Abbadon, then a Guardian like himself, that this clan was more than just any other he had seen in the short time since his birth. Back then, the clan had no name and only a few members. Abbadon worked hard to build everything they had in the Scarred Wasteland. And so Ouroboros did the same, following his Alpha's lead. Perhaps as a Guardian, he had found a charge in the somewhat brash Plague dragon. It was not much later that he assumed the form he now wears.

Wanting to better provide for the well-being of not just Abbadon, but his clan; Ouroboros went on a pilgrimage in secret. He left the clan one night and journeyed further into the Scarred Wastelands. It was as long and hard of a journey as he could have imagined. He fought with life and limb to make it to his destination:

The Wyrmwound.

Around the grotesque cauldron were clans who dared not go any further. To go closer was to invite death and calamity on a clan; or worse, some horrible mutation from the diseases that dwelled within. But Ouroboros had not ventured so far to give up. He had come to ask favor of the Plaguebringer herself. He was not Plague-born, but he understood the values and felt them more deeply than his connection to the Shadows.

Unfortunately, his body had not agreed with his spirit. Once reaching his destination, at the foot of the Plaguebringer herself, he collapsed. Ouroboros had used every leaf of medicinal herbs and every bandage he had on his journey and had nothing to ease his pain. Everything he had brought was gone but one item. He had brought it hoping to please the Mother of Disease, though he felt just as shameful about his small offering as his collapse in front of her.

With what he thought was the last of his strength, he pulled the offering from his bag. It was a small black mushroom he had found growing on the edge of the Scarred Wasteland near the Tangled Wood. Like himself, he thought it a merging of the two lands. He had noticed it growing on some local beasts and dragons alike, though he did not know what happened to the host of the small parasitic fungi.

After weakly offering it to the Plaguebringer, Ouroboros blacked out. Though he remembers vague flashes of memories, he cannot be certain of what happened during that time. Only that he survived. He had awoken near the edge of the Wyrmwound several days later as a Wildclaw with the very mushroom he had brought growing from his left shoulder.

Taking it as a sign of the Plaguebringer's blessing, he returned home quickly on his new legs and was greeted somewhat tentatively at first. As the others grew accustomed to his new form, so did Ouroboros learn how to care for the mushrooms on his shoulder. He has always been careful not to let them spread too far and vice versa has been careful not to trim them back so far as to extinguish the gift left to him by the only Deity he has ever prayed to.

July 14
Ruby
Cancer

L: 4.18 M
WS: 9.18 M
W: 688.51 KG

Friend: Abbadon
Likes: Mushrooms
Hates: Asmodeus

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Art by RXQ

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