Description

Now in his late 80s (only he knows for sure how old), Obadiah still possesses an imposing presence. As a young Uratha he traveled the world with a younger pack where he lost his eye to a Bale Hound. When amongst normal people he wears a patch, but he leaves the darkened socket open to the air among family or other werewolves.

He is a tempermental old shit hating everyone in the universe equally. If he hasn’t met you before, then you can bet he is searching for a reason to despise you.