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Character: Illyria
Series: Angel http://buffy.wikia.com/wiki/Angel_(series)
Character Age: Ancient
Job: Tentacle Wrangler
Canon: Angel is a television and comic book series about the world's angstiest vampire detective slash champion of good as he seeks redemption for the evil deeds of his past, as well as the lives of those around him as they help him help the helpless.
Illyria was an ancient demon god-king - that looked like a cross between an armored tank and an evil giant squid - from the time of the Old Ones when nightmares walked the earth. Resting in a sarcophagus for thousands of years, Illyria first appeared as the infectious dust that slowly killed Angel's friend and co-worker Fred. Now Illyria walks among humanity, wearing the hardened shell of the woman she killed and reminiscing about the good old days of giant armies and monster war. Illyria might not the scary pure demon she once was but she can still put her fist through your head when she's in a bad mood.
Sample Entry:
I see you waving your tentacles at me. I once had appendages like yours, long and sharp and deadly, and power to make mortals tremble. I was worshiped far and wide. Lower lifeforms trembled at the sound of my name across the world. Now I am locked in this shell, limited and weak, unable to bend time to my will or move through worlds.
I have come to deal with you, Marcy, to protect you from the small, insignificant creatures of this camp and them from you. I will do great violence on those who wish to harm you. Perhaps also on this who wish to have great violence done to them and those that displease me. I will protect your barn from the pathetic inhabitants of this earth and destroy them as they wish to destroy you. I will rend them from limb to limb as cleanly as an axe through bark if they so much as look at you with insolence!
I gladly await all challengers. They shall not best me! I will rule this piece of this farm like it were my ancient kingdom. I will be your champion and I will defend you the way humans defend their squalling, fattened, ugly spawn. I will make this barn my fortress and I will not rest as long as it stands undefeated!
I will fetch the finest craftsmen in all the land and they will make you as pure and beautiful a suit of armor as can be wrought with human hands! Let them marvel at how intimidating we are. The weakest of men will soil themselves as they gaze upon us in fear. They will speak of us in terrified whispers! Let them turn their fear from zombies, the most pitiful of all creatures, and fear only us.
This place reeks of rotting flesh and human misery. Its putrid inhabitants do war with each other merely from boredom and I can feel so much power coiled amongst them. They grow restless with the need to fight. They quarrel over meaningless subjects and their squabbles progress into senseless violence. Such fools! They will come to me, with their disputes devoid of any significance or reason, and I will dominate them! I think I'm going to like it here.
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