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Wolff_814
Legacy Name: Wolff_814


The Nightmare Telenine
Owner: Pinto

Age: 16 years, 4 months, 2 weeks

Born: October 29th, 2009

Adopted: 16 years, 4 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: October 29th, 2009 (Legacy)


Pet Spotlight Winner
February 3rd, 2010

Statistics


  • Level: 11
     
  • Strength: 30
     
  • Defense: 11
     
  • Speed: 16
     
  • Health: 20
     
  • HP: 20/20
     
  • Intelligence: 7
     
  • Books Read: 7
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


Heinrich Wolff was born during a blizzard. It would seem as though the snow and ice seeped into his personality as a newborn; he never smiled, never laughed. Growing up he spent his summers indoors reading history books and dreaming about outer space. He studied hard in school and had nobody to keep him company besides the characters in his books. As an adult, his cool disposition was feared by many, even before the war. But that was many years ago.

When whispers of revolution began blowing around Berlin so to did whispers about Heinrich. Heinrich Wolff was the type of person your mother and father spoke about in hushed tones, long after you were in bed. You didn't speak his name in the presence of polite company, and perhaps you shouldn't mention it at all. You read about the atrocities he committed in the papers, his name was everywhere and everyone knew what he did. But you didn't speak of it.

Except for one child called Ania.
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Wolff is a tired man. His past life is a stain that he can't scrub out, and he lives with it every day. He has retained his cool, aloof personality and in some regards has sunk even deeper into silence. He speaks when spoken to, his quiet voice hollow. From the way he holds himself and the cold in his eyes it is evident he was once a great and terrible man, but that time has passed. It was long ago.

Now, he teaches. Although history was his first, he teaches mathematics. History hits too close to home. How ironic considering his past, but Heinrich has learned from it, and is doing a service to others, teaching to not repeat his mistakes. He has changed his first name, but people still know his face from history. God left him long ago, and people's harsh judgments won't let him forget his past. He prefers it that way.

Wolff spends his free away from the university. He lives quietly in his house full of books and dust. Wells and Verne are his favorite, well-read, companions. Space still fascinates him and when not reading he spends long hours in the evening working out complex math equations, will space travel ever be possible?

The university scoffs. The idea of space travel is absurd. But he is a good professor and they turn a blind eye when he starts using their money to fund an Aeronautic and Aerospace engineering club. At this club he meets the only people in his life he could call his friends: Yossi, Alfons, and Jakob. During one of the meetings, Jakobmentions his kid cousin who moved in with him recently. Her name is Ania. He warns of her loose reputation (at which moment Yossi blushes deep crimson and turns his head), but insists she would be a good addition to the group, her skills in mathematics are unrivaled.

Ania is amazing. The reputation that preceded her was hardly flattering and Wolff had not expected to become so close to her in such a short time. He is charmed by her smart wit and intelligence, and when she enrolls in his Mathematics class the fact that they will see each other daily barely enters his mind. Barely.

How she manages to crack through his icy exterior is still a mystery to him. They become inseparable, often taking walks together around the university campus. When whispers of rumor begin blowing about him again, he turns a cold shoulder. He might be nearly the same age as Ania's father, but they make each other happy. As trite as that sounds, it is true, and he knows it for Ania tells him so.

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Pet Treasure


Blood Officer Cap

Flashback Wild One Upper Arm Tie

Galactic Emperor Shiny Black Boots

Red Decorative Medal

Black Military Pea Coat

Colonial Spectacles

Boy Band Microphone

Serrated Seraph Sword

Unopened Letter from Jules

Wicked Stick Mask

Golden Curtain Tassel

Sheathed Skull-Hilted Sword

Damaged Book

Black And Gold Gas Mask

Snowfall

Gravedigger Shovel

Severed Goat Head

Garden Dirt

Grand Piano

Rocketship Ornament

Zombie Chess Set

Red Faux Vulpine Stole

Our Neighbor Atebus

Zombie Journal

8mm Film Screen

Jungle Damsel Projector

Vintage Typewriter

Glass Prism

Wildman Chalk

Chalkboard Eraser

Vintage Telephone

Simple Clockwork Design

History of Blackheart Hollow

Stained and Torn Family Album

Tattered Old Book

Build Your Own Spaceship

Master Schematic

Plump Yellow Apple

Red Wine

Sparkling Champagne and Berries

Ranch Crackers

Mini Fancy Cupcake

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