Cheliax, Empire of Devils

The Dunwich Horror

The Legacy of Wilbur Whateley Dunwich

Yog-Sothoth


Wilbur Whateley Dunwich


Born of Lavinia Whateley and Yog-Sothoth. Described as a “dark, goatish-looking infant”—neighbors refer to him as “Lavinny’s black brat”—he shows extreme precocity: “Within three months of his birth, he had attained a size and muscular power not usually found in infants under a full year of age…. At seven months, he began to walk unassisted,” and he “commenced to talk…at the age of only eleven months.” At three years of age, “he looked like a boy of ten,” while at four and a half, he “looked like a lad of fifteen. His lips and cheeks were fuzzy with a coarse dark down, and his voice had begun to break.”

“Though he shared his mother’s and grandfather’s chinlessness, his firm and precociously shaped nose united with the expression of his large, dark, almost Latin eyes to give him an air of..well-nigh preternatural intelligence,” Lovecraft writes, though at the same time he is “exceedingly ugly…there being something almost goatish or animalistic about his thick lips, large-pored, yellowish skin, coarse crinkly hair, and oddly elongated ears.”

He dies at the age of fifteen after being attacked by several hundred devils, while breaking in to the Miskatonic library. Wilbur was raised by his grandparents, and took their last name as his own. A description of Wilbur’s partly nonhuman anatomy:

The thing that lay half-bent on its side in a foetid pool of greenish-yellow ichor and tarry stickiness was almost nine feet tall, and the devils had torn off all the clothing and some of the skin…. It was partly human, beyond a doubt, with very manlike hands and head, and the goatish, chinless face had the stamp of the Whateley’s upon it. But the torso and lower parts of the body were tautologically fabulous, so that only generous clothing could ever have enabled it to walk on earth unchallenged or un-eradicated. Above the waist it was semi-anthropomorphic; though its chest…had the leathery, reticulated hide of a crocodile or alligator. The back was piebald with yellow and black, and dimly suggested the squamous covering of certain snakes. Below the waist, though, it was the worst; for here all human resemblance left off and sheer phantasy began. The skin was thickly covered with coarse black fur, and from the abdomen a score of long greenish-grey tentacles with red sucking mouths protruded limply. Their arrangement was odd, and seemed to follow the symmetries of some cosmic geometry unknown. On each of the hips, deep set in a kind of pinkish, ciliated orbit, was what seemed to be a rudimentary eye; whilst in lieu of a tail there depended a kind of trunk or feeler with purple annular markings, and with many evidences of being an undeveloped mouth or throat. The limbs, save for their black fur, roughly resembled the hind legs of prehistoric giant saurians, and terminated in ridge-veined pads that were neither hooves nor claws.

While Wilbur died in Egorian, he lived in an unknown coastal cave system, known to the Old Cults as Dunwich’s Cave, in Westcrown. May it’s location be lost to the outside world, forever.


Dunwich’s Cave

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