I am the consequences!
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| Species | |
| Age |
Around 10,600 |
| Gender |
Male |
| Status |
Deceased
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| Family |
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| Residence | |
| First Appearance |
Calthusveri was a Wyrm, and Rhisveri's brother.
Appearance[edit | edit source]
His body is larger than Xarkouth,[1] who was already a large figure.[2]
Personality[edit | edit source]
Cahtulsveri is very prideful, showing resentment towards his brother after hundreds of years. He has a disdain for Dragons, and for Chandrar and its people.
Background[edit | edit source]
800 years ago, he managed to discover a Scroll of Resurrection in an unknown place. Once Rhisveri found out about it, the two of them fought each other to the death. Calthusveri lost the fight and died.[1] While he was being killed, he laughed at himself as despite having the Scroll there was no one who he could ever trust to use it to revive him. After his death Rhisveri ate his body, and took the Scroll and all of his treasures.[3]
Chronology[edit | edit source]
Volume 8:[edit | edit source]
Calthusveri came to the Land of the Dead's equivalent of Chandrar along with Xarkouth and other figures of note to tell the gathered Chandrarian powers about Rhisveri's great treasure that he jeoulously guarded. This treasure was a Scroll of Resurrection and could theoretically be used to bring back one person to life no matter how long ago they had died.[1]
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TBA From Chapter 8.61
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Powers and Abilities[edit | edit source]
Trivia[edit | edit source]
- He always claimed that it was he who had spoken to stop his newly-born siblings from killing each other to focus on the enemies outside. Rhisveri does not quite believe him though as he thinks that it was another, or the message was repeated.[3]
Quotes[edit | edit source]
- (To the Ghosts) “I am Calthusveri. Brother of the damned Rhisveri of Ailendamus, who masquerades as a man. I died eight hundred years ago when we fought. The last two of us, over my great treasure he now hoards. An artifact of such power that even you sneering ghosts of old would wet yourself at its name.”