HIS ELEGY ;

thy hand, my sweet dear, darkness shades me. on thy bosom, allow me to rest. more i would, but death invades me so. death tis now a welcome guest. when i am laid, oh my dear, when i am laid in soil, may my wrong create no trouble within thy breast. remember me, do remember me but ah! forget my fate. remember me.

... past the point of no return, no backward glances. our games of make-believe are at an end. past all thought of if or when, no use resisting. abandon thought and let the dream descend. what raging fire shall flood the soul? what rich desire unlocks its door? what sweet seduction lies before us. past the point of no return, the final threshold. what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn beyond the point of no return?



 WE COME FROM LONG LINES OF PEOPLE DESTINED NEVER TO MEET .


miranda july

01. PROFILE

 birthname    aurelius morte de bellerose. alias    comte morte, the raven, gilded shadow age    forty-eight. gender    male. pronouns    he / him. sexuality    pansexual. birthday    fourth sun of the fifth astral moon. species    duskwight elezen / nightkin. profession    renowned opera singer.

02. REGISTERED INFORMATION

perhaps it is better if i tell you myself.

there's only silence filling the space of a moonlit room before a single note plays; a voice rings out soft, sweet and gentle. the reaper lulling his beloved off to the next realm. tis what it seems like, though there's something so euphorically hedonistic about it. the pleasures of experiencing beauty in all its angles, in all of its senses. to experience the pain of others within a song. "sing for me," he speaks. "...with passion. more. how am i to know you love deeply without feeling that you do, mon cher?" a pale hand raises, it's a cue. sing. sing. sing. "again," he speaks. "...start from the beginning."

aurelius delights in the obscure and surreal. he is, firstly, a spacey and lackadaisical man without much regard for overt decorum. he plays the socialite game when he must, though the normalcy of it all bores him.he is obsessed with the concept of death and how he can weave it into stories of his own, it's better to say he flirts with the concept of it as his own body decays into crystalline matter. he's secretive but enjoys giving enough information for people to take a stab in the dark on what his particular affliction or deal is.


03. GETTING DEEPER

perhaps it is better if i tell you myself.

 fact    like everyone else in the ars goetia opera house, he uses 'thee, thou, thine, mine, thy'. fact    makes his own operettas and operas. tends not to star in those in particular. anything he does not make on his own, he ends up being the lead villain or love interest. fact    the quality of his aether is a sparkling silver; it smells of a sweet floral with a tinge of blood, while it tastes of something akin to candied rose petals with an aftertaste of iron. fact    he finds death to be a peaceful and religious experience. those that witness it are blessed in his eyes and he finds that the most intimate one can get is the preparation of a body to be buried. fact    house bellerose is a house full of musicians and instrument crafters, if one is not on a stage, they're making the very instruments that a musician uses. their logo is a rose with a dagger through it. they are usually engraved into the instrument itself. fact    he's widowed. his wife was sickly and died in the care of a chirurgeon. he was by her side the whole way. there was no cure for her disease. now, he goes out at night to talk to her gravestone and waltz around it. fact    in an attempt to rid himself of his own crystalline decay, he became nightkin. his only intent was to get rid of the excess aether.

 mbti    tba dnd    chaotic neutral likes    dramatics, gold jewelry, the feel of ivory, being touched, sweet red wines, being on stage, silence, pampering his troupe, analogies, having his hair played with. dislikes    avoidance, taking off his mask, loud sounds, yelling, being unable to physically feel, unempathetic folk, his joint pain, having a cane. fears    losing the ability to use his hands or voice. hobbies    playing string instruments + piano, singing, composition, taking walks. skills    thaumaturgy, calligraphy. virtues    kindness, patience. sins    greed, gluttony.



03. THE STORY YOU'VE HEARD

i have said no lies and only ever the truth to you.

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04. WHAT CATCHES YOUR GAZE

aurelius has been on many a stage, though usually to sing for other nobles. if one is of a higher status and goes to concerts often, there's a good chance they've seen him perform or they've met him. perhaps they've seen the man just around wherever music is. he's part of the ars goetia troupe that's based in ishgard, one known for its morbid recounting of stories and operas.

I.

welcome to the opera.

II.

crystalline decay.

the man normally wears gloves to hide his hands and arms but should one catch a glimpse, part of his body has been replaced with aether potent crystals. through manipulating magic, he can feel through them, though do not be surprised if you try to get his attention by tapping his arm. sometimes he will not even notice.

Sometimes a chime of a harp plays; sometimes a chord of a piano echoes in his halls. He plays for comfort. He plays and sings to relive and remember those who have come before him. He composes for those he cares most for, a song specifically written for them. He hums the melody to remember. He plays a plethora of instruments as well. When he speaks of music, he speaks of it fondly.

III.

music for the damned soul.

IV.

mortis.

aurelius likes to flirt with the concept of death in various ways. near death experiences grant him hedonistic excitement, though it's rare that he shows it to an alarming degree. something akin to sweet release. he doesn't beg for death, no, just the experience of being close to such.

he has a few rumors flitting around him:
01: "i heard he and his other troupe members are quite close. closer than friends."
02: "i heard that he's a bit of a loose man, do you think he slept his way to stardom?"
03. "oui, he's a bit odd, i thought i saw him talking to a gravestone and dancing around it."
04. "he was married, was he not? what happened to his spouse?"

V.

a web of deceit.

VI.

a customer of the bellerose family.

as his family makes a lot of instruments and tries to make them as accessible as possible, a lot of instruments around ishgard will have that rose with a dagger engraved into it. perhaps your character has one of them? they also make customs for those who are willing to spend a pretty penny.



05. ABOUT

 player    roxy character    aurelius morte data centre    dynamis pronouns    any themes    mature contacts    @omphaloskeeper / succurox @ discord

06. A WORD FROM THE OWNER

i would never presume to ask you for more.


ya'hello. i've got a lot of nicknames and what not people call me. roxy / lia. you're free to pick whatever works for you. i'm a 25 year old poc artist, writer and beginner choral composer. i've been writing for approximately 12+ years and would be considered a multi-para writer. i've got a huge crush on anything dealing with the macabre, monsters and horror media. i also do have a stark interest in the cyberpunk genre and transhumanism as well!


07. NEVER CROSS BOUNDARIES

but with any agreement, there must be rules.


 rules.    do not under any circumstances, be a dickhead. this includes transphobia, racism, misogyny, misandry and any form of bigotry. you either treat others with kindness or you don't. i don't deal with people that don't. i won't be giving any leeway with this. none. rules.    do not hound me about roleplaying or pursue me ooc. roleplaying is not my primary focus. i've a commission list to get through. don't try to guilt me into rping. i'll communicate if i can't. don't try to bring ic feelings into ooc as well. i don't care for it. rules.    i am okay with most kinds of rp. erp is encouraged. mature rp is very, very encouraged with him be 21+ though. i'm not interested in roleplaying with anyone below that.