OC October: Day 10 - Glaucon

[kittydesade]

Day 10: Glaucon
We can thank viridian for Glaucon, for the initial impetus to write him down, and now he's grown into something ridiculous and kind of reassuring in his permanence. Rather like Nameless. He started as a character for fanRP for an Angel character, but there's really nothing about him that's specific to Angel except the name of the demon he was attached to, so it's entirely possible I'll end up writing an original novel for him and just changing his name around. There may be plans in the works for this already. I can say no more.

Glaucon was born in poverty, a street kid who was protected by kind people just enough to survive to where he could fend for himself. At one point he was taken in by a blind young woman who also had a bunch of street kids helping her and all of them taking care of each other, he was younger than her but one of the older kids. This did not, however, last. I forget why, but by the time he was an adult he was on his own, most likely a mercenary who built his way up to warlord and had acquired a number of magical powers and attributes. Through learning and studying he had at one point or another changed his nature to where he was sort of acquired demon, certainly no longer pure human. He had once been imprisoned by another warlord when he was a young man, and with a vulture-like demon, and not only did he managed to escape he also managed to kill and eat the vulture demon in likely both a physical and certainly a metaphysical/magical sense. This gave him a somewhat bird-like appearance with feathers in his hair and sharp, angular features. Once he became a warlord in his own right he took a beautiful young human woman for a bride. Unfortunately while she tolerated him and perhaps even kind of liked him she died? killed herself? while he was on campaign elsewhere.

Shortly after this his alliance or simply his land came up in line for Illyria's people's conquest. He lost, of course. He was barely held together by a few strings of muscle when she found him on the battlefield, but was still able to glare at Illyria when she took note of the battlefield with enough vicious energy that she was intrigued. She healed or just about resurrected him, brought him to work in her service. He rose quickly through the ranks there, too, and for her healing of him and her treatment of him after, she won his undying devotion.

So much so that when she was killed/defeated, he was broken. He wandered, picked a direction and went walking, until he ended up at the far reaches of the dimensional realm in a monastary on a mountain, tended by monks who expected only to care for him in his last days. He was found by Illyria there, now in her Fred-ish form, and taken to the human-Earth world with her as her only remaining true servant. They learned a new way of loving each other then, and what happened after that is most of the fanfic/RP and a matter of messy speculation. There may or may not have been a daughter, though. That was fun.

Glaucon is fairly laconic and reserved, at least now he is. Back then he would have had more of a sense of humor, been more relaxed in her service althogh he was always quiet and serious a great deal of the time. He is fiercely devoted to Illyria and/or whoever he places his trust and devotion in; although he doesn't express his passions much or often, they run very, very deep. He's a superb fighter, both because for many years it was his main method of survival and because he is very aware of his body, having made many modifications to it. He enjoys reading, he enjoys devouring knowledge of any kind. He also enjoys arts like the theatre, or music, or occasionally dancing, although he's getting used to modern forms of the same.

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[longmagpieroads]

Oh hey, I remember this one.