Villager: Lovecraft
Villager Info
ID: #355836
Name: Lovecraft
Gender: Male
Location: Oceandome
Born 5 years, 5 months ago
Career: Explorer
Owner: Polymathema
Species: Gembound
Color: Lilac Rose
Buffs:House: Dragonsmaw Manor House (250/250)
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About
and with strange eons even death may die
In his youth Lovey (as he’s known by his friends) was a precocious young magi who tripped the light fantastic and ended up going down some really bad routes and getting in over his head. So over his head he was almost entirely subsumed by Eldritch Monstrosities and had a hand in completely collapsing a timeline (or several.) This experience and surviving it had led him to being Haunted by the memories of the deep ones, who so desperately want the betrayer of their secrets back, he clings to what light he can, but knows he'll always be made up of the shadows, embedded as they are into his very genetics. On the upside he is now greatly respected by the most notable scholars in the domain on all things Eldritch and Abominable and is widely consulted by experts and students alike.
He now runs a Curios shop with his assistant ( adopted son) and artist boyfriend in Aether City where he is curmudgeonly and spends most of his time trying to dodge requests for his assistance while making sure nothing brought into the shop will accidentally open up a hell-dimension or something.
Skills: Card playing, writing, ballroom dancing, summoning demons and exorcising them, fluently multi-lingual, classical piano, sounding right-well insane.
Tools: Claude glass, piano wire, black gloves, 19oo's type writer, quill pens, A Pirie & Son's stationary, the Necronomicon, the Book of Eibon, an Absinthe spoon, Jack's love.
Alliances: Mannix, Lunesta, Jack, Arcturus, Trust, Cor, Doyle, and the Shambler.
"Drink up baby stay up all night.
The things you could do you wont but you might.
The potential you'll be that you'll never see, the promises you'll only make.
Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressures of days.
Do what I say, and I'll make you okay, and drive them away, the imagesstuckin your head.
The people you've been before, that you don't want around anymore.
Or they push and shove and wont bend to your will, I'll keep them still.”
In his youth Lovey (as he’s known by his friends) was a precocious young magi who tripped the light fantastic and ended up going down some really bad routes and getting in over his head. So over his head he was almost entirely subsumed by Eldritch Monstrosities and had a hand in completely collapsing a timeline (or several.) This experience and surviving it had led him to being Haunted by the memories of the deep ones, who so desperately want the betrayer of their secrets back, he clings to what light he can, but knows he'll always be made up of the shadows, embedded as they are into his very genetics. On the upside he is now greatly respected by the most notable scholars in the domain on all things Eldritch and Abominable and is widely consulted by experts and students alike.
He now runs a Curios shop with his assistant ( adopted son) and artist boyfriend in Aether City where he is curmudgeonly and spends most of his time trying to dodge requests for his assistance while making sure nothing brought into the shop will accidentally open up a hell-dimension or something.
Skills: Card playing, writing, ballroom dancing, summoning demons and exorcising them, fluently multi-lingual, classical piano, sounding right-well insane.
Tools: Claude glass, piano wire, black gloves, 19oo's type writer, quill pens, A Pirie & Son's stationary, the Necronomicon, the Book of Eibon, an Absinthe spoon, Jack's love.
Alliances: Mannix, Lunesta, Jack, Arcturus, Trust, Cor, Doyle, and the Shambler.
"Drink up baby stay up all night.
The things you could do you wont but you might.
The potential you'll be that you'll never see, the promises you'll only make.
Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressures of days.
Do what I say, and I'll make you okay, and drive them away, the imagesstuckin your head.
The people you've been before, that you don't want around anymore.
Or they push and shove and wont bend to your will, I'll keep them still.”
Folding easily into the embrace of Lovey’s body, Jack smiled in his mysterious and knowing way. “For the star there is but one moon. I was just thinking of you.”