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- Name - Oberon Dreyfus
- Race - Dull
- Gender - Male
- Age - 38
- Small Description - 
Oberon was born in the sanctuary city of One to a poor family, as the city was strained with refugees from the conflict that loomed outside its great walls. He was born with no magic and called dull, like so many others who did not know why they were like this and the question would always haunt him. After continuously scrounging for scraps of food by the age of 17, he grew tired of not getting enough to eat so he said goodbye to what remained of his family and left One, his return uncertain.

He did return to One at the age of 30, having lived a life that was dangerous and unpredictable in the wastelands of Ba'luure. The cold changed him, turned his heart cold and taught him how to survive. He built himself up, so that he would never have to scrounge for a living again and when he did return to One, he immediately joined the military police called the Ones Guard. The first couple years were rough, as most of the police were magic born who never left the city for everyone knew when it really came down to it, they would help their own.

After Serving for 7 years, he started to grow tired of endless politics in his government who got nothing done, except for bicker. Three had cast out or murdered all Dull, yet here One still protected them as citizens. Something needed to change. A new note needed to be played on the great tapestry of time and he would be the instrument to change it. For the next year he gathered like minded Dull who felt that their oppression needed to end, and many of them were in the Guard. Soon the time to strike would be at hand and a new note would be played. The Sons of Ba'luure were almost ready.

- Weight - 182lbs without armor. 282lbs with armor
- Height - 6ft
- Affiliation - Sons of Ba'luure