Pollux

"For the moment, we are allies of convenience... Your strength suits our strength. Should that change... We shall return to the progenitor, and the future you shall face alone."

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Unnervingly calm, the twins who both answer to the name of Pollux approached with their similarly named mate, Lucifer, as wanderers from the Wyrmwound. Unsatisfied by the neighboring clans and their strength, or perhaps lack of it, a brutal challenge was issued and accepted to the leaders of the Frozen Stone clan. The battle was blinding and fierce, and though the two mates faced a resounding loss, it has not seemed to shake the two Abberation dragons a whit. Though now accepting the dominance of their superiors, Pollux has made it clear that their allegiance to the clan only lasts so long as Rockfang and Tanis remain strong enough to keep them, and the enemies of the future, in check.

Oddly in sync with his twin head, Pollux demonstrates almost none of the usual traits that are associated with his kind and the two heads that signify the distinct identities of two dragons. The two heads answer to a single name, and have never been seen to interrupt or counter one another. In fact, Pollux has never been seen whatsoever engaging in speech with his second head, leaving many to wonder in fear if perhaps there is no other identity to be said of whatsoever, despite the fact that both heads have showed their ability to speak and reason as all of their kind demonstrates.

It is unknown if Pollux takes pleasure in unnerving his clan-mates, but the truth of his strength speaks for itself. A dirty and disreputable fighter, Pollux has earned the ire of his fellow Ancient Obelisk brethren, who value an honourable fight over almost all. Due to this, Ares and Xena have made it clear Pollux is not welcome anywhere near their nests or patrols, which does not to seem to disturb the Abberation... Though many have wondered if he is simply waiting, biding his time, for a chance to test his mettle against the ferocious fighters that have quickly gained the trust of their leaders.

For the moment, Pollux is a silent and deliberate clan member, his ferocious eyes watching and deliberating, and claws always at the ready for combat. He is treated with great mistrust, a fact he seems to relish, and his odd knowledge of the former tragedies at the claws the Plague clans of old has only further deepened the divide that keeps him apart from where he currently nests.