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OBellum

(#23617588)

Level 4 Wildclaw

Familiar

Budwing Morpho

Energy: 0/50

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Length

4.78 m

Wingspan

7.83 m

Weight

683.68 kg

Genetics

Ice
Iridescent

White
Shimmer

White
Gembond

Hatchday

May 13, 2016
(8 years)

Breed

Adult
Wildclaw

Eye Type

Ice
Common

Level 4 Wildclaw

EXP: 38 / 4027

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QCK

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Obellum

General • Strategist

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A wise old owl sat on an oak
The more he saw the less he spoke
The less he spoke the more he heard
Why aren't we like that wise old bird?
-Charles M. Schulz

I do not know what weapons world war 3 will be fought, but world war 4 will be fought with sticks and stones.
-Albert Einstein

B I O G R A P H Y

Main Theme: World So Cold

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Obellum has traveled far and wide. Searching for the one thing she desired to have ever since she was a child. She looked for the warmth and love of others stumbling upon the ghost clan. They were distant of her, and she stayed distant of them. During her childhood she had been left alone by her parents. Abandoned in the cold and snow left to fend for herself before she was picked up by a dragon who looked like she held lava in her scales. Sure she had been an adult at the time and could easily fend for herself but she couldn't help but follow her back to her clan. In awe she watched massive gates form out of nothing, a pale dragon stood there, who radiated the light of their deity the light weaver. "Welcome to the clan of Ghosts, we take all the lost and lonely. The wounded and bruised, here they are safe, and here you will be to." Her head bowed to Obellum.

"What is your name child of ice?" Her soft eyes gleamed faintly.

"I do not have one. Although I am unsure of what you mean by child of Ice." Facial expression cold and harsh.

"You bear the markings of your diety, unnamed one. For now, let us get you settled in a den." Wandering through the maze like lair. Caves dotted the floors and walls, one even was in the ceiling, a small pink fae peered out of it before scrambling back up into the darkness. She noticed small candles flickering and hanging perches and boards.

Obellum sighed quietly, "This clan is strange it's almost as if no one here even exists."

"Isn't that the point? You come here to disappear. Hide from all your past woes. It's why you came here too didn't you?" Raising a brow as she continued to walk onwards.

"No. I came because I already was a ghost, I was already forgotten." Obellum's eyes narrowed.

"We take those too, but your heart. It's like a ice field blasted to pieces. Your heart has been destroyed by the war withing. Your coldness bites and it tears at others. You've slashed at the paws of the deities who reached out to you. You should let them help you. It will make all the difference in the world." She snorted but faced a empty den, it's space ready for use but there was no one there, no scent but the faint, stale scent of the one who carved it out.

"this is yours unnamed. Think about what you would be desire to be called

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It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell.

Anyone who has ever looked into glazed eyes of a soldier dying on a battle field will think hard before starting a war.
-Otto Von Bismark

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