Albert

Name: Albert Grimoire

Nicknames: Al, Grimm, The Butcher, Doc

Occupation: Previously a Surgeon, Now a well admired therapist

Alt-Occupation: Murderer, Cannibal, Black Market Organ Seller

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Albert was once a well known and skilled surgeon who has a hand for detail, he'd been known for his careful practices and fine stitchwork when it comes to major and dangerous operations and his lustrous charms. From what people know, from what he's told, he came from a homely family with no siblings and went to school overseas to study medicine. He was a charmer, a people's person, and got along with pretty much everyone he met. Of course, they didn't know what he really was, what he was capable of. Albert was a viscous creature, a master of manipulation, and a being of an insatiable hunger only temporarily satisfied by flesh and even moreso, souls.

During his years lurking upon the mortal realm, he drew fancy for a mortal woman. She was pure and kind, a beacon of hope in this miserable realm and he was instantly drawn to her. She was beautiful, caring, gentle, and tamed his heart in a way he'd never thought possible. He wooed her with some effort, or perhaps it was her who wooed him, and after some years of dating they married. During this time his lust for flesh and tainted souls drew to a near halt and overall things looked well, pleasant even, until she began coming home with a faint taint upon her soul. He could sense it, he could smell it, but couldn't quite put his finger on why or what it was. Maybe she'd just been having trouble at work, was she unhappy? She seemed just as radiant as ever but something was off.

Then she came home one evening and the scent was overwhelming. Sin, and musk, he knew what was happening now. She was seeing someone, someone else, and that evening when she'd come home they had finally done the unthinkable. An affair? How could she do this? He thought they were happy, he thought they were doing well, so why this? She was impure, her soul tarnished by her misdeed and his bestial hunger returned. 

He snapped.

He cooked and devoured her that very same evening, burning their home and their memories to the ground. The news that morning reported the tragic end of the good doctor and his wife who perished in an unpredictable accident, their bodies were never fully recovered, incinerated by the blaze.

He went into hiding after that, biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to reemerge into society. Since then his hunger has been festering like an itch he just can't scratch, he was always a cruel being but now, now he was a monster. Nothing appeased him more than fear, and pain, his hunts began once again.

Years had passed and there was tales of a new therapist in town, a kind and patient man with a heart of gold. Well liked by his peers, well spoken of by his patients, though sadly even he can't help everyone.

Wont you tell him of your sins?

He knows what you've done.

He knows what you are.

and you

smell

Delicious

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Likes: Meat, Fear, Dry Humor, Mystery Radio Stories, Showtunes, Hiking, Forests, Thunderstorms, Cooking and Baking.

Dislikes: Missing out on a meal, Romantic Comedies, Overy sunny days, Bad cooking/Burnt food, Apprentices and Interns who are overly confident.