Age: Well over 1,000. Appears in his late 30s or early 40s. It is hard to tell. Not young, but not old. Race/Species: eldritch alien, 'sky demon' (slang/negative). Gender: male. Eyes: red. Skin/Fur: light brownish red. Height: 6 foot. Hair: black, but often colored purple. Occupation: necromancer, scientist, human-slaying bad ass, environmentalist. Romantic attachment: Talathia. Poet, song-writer, necromancer, doctor, and ‘mad scientist’. An unparalleled genius with charisma and a uncanny sense of humor and wit. Known for also having a doctorate in romance, and learning new languages. Can master and smooth talk his way out of most situations- (ie: bullshit), articulate and well read. Highly educated and master of the dark arts. He can be annoying but in a 'lovable asshole' kind of way. Invented "fuck around and find out." Aubrey is an ancient highly emotionally intelligent eldritch being from another astral realm, disguised as a humanoid adult male (usually). Aubrey was born to a royal family of his species. He is the last remaining member of his family, and his kind. This weights on his shoulders, as he can not reproduce with out the blessing of his Deity. Who is now dead. A very, very long time ago, his home world crumbled and fell under a great cataclysm. He escaped with a small collection of the inhabitants of his planet. In search of a new home, they found strange blue sphere called 'Earth'. A planet with a very under developed and less technologically advanced than his kind. There they would make their new home. They landed in the far north, hoping to be undetected and thrive in the frozen tundra. Similar to their cold desert home-world Carcosa, near the Hyades star cluster. Before the evacuation, he was assigned a guardian, a protector, Talathia. Who would guard him with her life. Nick named a ‘Hound of Tindalos’ after the village she was from, and how she was very ‘dog like.’ They were admittedly romantically involved. But no one paid it any mind. Her job was to protect him from inside threats and outside threats. There were rumors the royal family were the ones who destroyed the planet. But it made no sense of him, he was never trying to end their world. He was trying to save it! The aliens were soon discovered, and who started the “war” was never recorded officially. These eldritch beings had few weaknesses on this strange new world, but they too lost many of their own, the humans weren't winning, either. Both sides lost many lives. The humans at some point managed to capture Aubrey, while he was still a bit naive- and wandered away from his guard dog. The humans experimented on him in order to figure out what the ‘sky demons’ were weak against. And while the war waged on for centuries; with the flesh they took from his body they figured out away to defeat the ‘sky demons’. Over time, three millennia after the first 'war'. Humans of Earth have made contact with other aliens, and the stories of the 'sky demons' are nothing more than stories like that of dragons, and other mytholoical creatures. Aubrey and his brother attempted to rise up against the humans again, reviving one of their old gods, and Aubrey managed to resurrect the slain warriors from the first war. Only to discover that the very goddess they summoned, was the one who ended their home world, Carcosa. He was heartbroken to learn she fully intended to destroy his new home too, and all who lived there. With strategically placed effort, Aubrey tricks the humans to kill his goddess. Even with her dead, and a promise the aliens will live in peace.. the humans continued to fight, they did not trust the 'sky demons'. And what remained left of the ‘sky demons’ were slaughtered. Aubrey managed to hide himself, and with great effort, transform himself into something more presentable, and went into hiding. For years he’d cause all kinds of problems for humans, trying to protect the planet itself rather than take it as his own. In his eyes anyone harming the planet was like his own goddess-mother that took his own world from him, and tried to take his life. Because of that he tries to clear his guilt by saving this world. By any means necessary. Later he finds his love, Talathia was reborn. As a eccentric artist who lives alone in the wildrness, named Erica. Who is now none other than the adult daughter of one of the humans who tried to destroy him, and distantly related to the human who killed Talathia three millennia ago. Through a strange turn of events, the two befriend one another. The mad man has a deep resentment towards gods and most ‘humans’. Almost to a unhealthy degree. But struggles with it due to his love being reborn as one. More ramblings about Aubrey, if you're bored enough. I'm still editing this to have it work with "Shimmer" so bare with me. Aubrey is a 1000+ year old sapient eldritch nightmare from the deep recesses of space and time. He takes great delight in creating monsters and practicing the dark arts. S tier wizard, doctor, scientist, and unparalleled genius. Charismatic, blessed with the silver tongue and extremely articulate. He will cut down his enemies with his words before things get... messy. Poet too - so it isn't all bad. Dispite all the unchomperheiscable horrors, sadism, and "fuck around and find out", he is a hopeless romantic, deeply enamoured and in love with his partner; Talathia. In appearance (when he wears his glamour) - he looks like a middle eastern man in his early 40s. Long black hair, with a nicely groomed goatee. His red eyes are the only thing he doesn't bother hiding. Or there's the feline side of it, he isn't really one kind of cat, he's just a hodge podge of cat with a big lion like nose. The fur is the same color as his skin, reddish brown, but with black stripes. The hair and goatee remains the same, the hair long and tendril-like - probably best not to stare at it too long. Roughly 6 foot, or 5'9 - it depends on who you ask, and how much he's paying attention to his glamour spell that day. Flannel clad wizard with torn jeans, and chain wallet. Black or white t-shirt/band shirt. Perpetually trapped in the 90s. He wears a red/green combo with white or black. Gold chains christened with blue and red jewels from his home world- wherever that may be. Sometimes he just wears loose white shorts with that red and green print on the bottom, with a tunic.. if you know, you know.. Khhk khhk khhk. There are other outfits, too. He's fond of wearing a long black leather trench coat, with black shirt and vest, black jeans with large black boots. There's no point in masking his aura anymore, everyone knows who he really is so he isn't going to hide it. Old enough to know better, and too tired, jaded, and wise to give a shit. In the grand scheme of things- little upsets him these days. He is Old but he will never ever let on to it. Aubrey is very self conscious about his true form, but he would never admit it willingly. Believing he is undeserving of love and the gentle touch of a lover- because of his disfigurement and eldritch horror that is his real body- He is ashamed of it and hides it under his glamour spells or robes. Although Tala has helped me work past it, he still hides it- with fears people will judge him for the way he looks and see him as a monstrous threat incapable of reason and intelligence. - I mean, he is a threat. But not because of how he looks. Aubrey takes great pride in his intellect, he knows how smart he is.. Faint reminders of the events that happened to him and things he was called during his childhood still echo in his mind. If he sees someone being judged or ruthlessly harassed and bullied based on their appearance, he will eviscerate the harasser and turn them into something so grotesque no one would stand their presence. He is extremely protective of those he deems worthy- or those who have walked a similar path as he has. Outside of creating monsters, he will occasionally strum on a guitar, serenading his lover Talathia with his gifted angelic singing voice. The man knows how to romance her, and takes pride in being the only one who can tame her fire. He lives alone on a rather large island with Talathia. There are many biomes that he terraformed on it long ago. There is where he calls home, and where his laboratory is. Where he can experiment, research, and live a peaceful life alone with Talathia. For years his love would talk in riddles about the 'island' and finally he was able to make such a place just for them. "I don’t like how endings in real like come on so suddenly, with out making sense, without much warning. One minute you’re in the middle of something and the next it’s all a very long time ago and you’re a different person and none of it is ever coming back. “ It all seems very mundane, but one day, you’ll miss it. When you see the photos.” “ How can you write a love letter to a place, a time? An intangible yet exquisite bittersweetness?” "It could be worse, be happy that it isn’t." “ Quit trying to be the person you were before! Quit trying to be the person you were before your parents split up, before you dog was stolen, before you were violated, and before you lost your best friend. And stop trying to be the person before you were before you were betrayed by the one person you trusted the most. Stop trying to be the person you were ‘before’. You’ll never be that person again. You gotta be the person after. Not the broken one, not the victim. Be the survivor. The proud warrior who’s battle is known only himself- who will dine with Odin in the halls of Valhalla in the here-after. Iron must be thrust into the flames before it is forged into a mighty sword.” “ Grab onto my arm now. Hold tight. We are going into a number of dark places, but I think I know the way. Just don't let go of my arm. And if I should kiss you in the dark, it's no big deal; it's only because you are my love.” ― Stephen King, Skeleton Crew. This likeness and take on Alhazred, also known as - "Aubrey" is copyright (c) C. Nichols & A. Nichols 1999-2024. Obligatory disclaimer: None of the opinions presented on this website should be even remotely construed as representative of my employer. My words are my own; I do not claim to speak for anyone not myself. Any persons mentioned resembling real persons living or dead should be considered at best fictional and at worst chimerical constructions based upon several different people. This is a work of fiction. Only the gods are real.

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