Name: Aziraphale

Aliases: A. Ziraphale, A. Fell. He's not very good at aliases. Sometimes Ezra Fell, if a first name is desperately needed.

Fandom: Good Omens, by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman

Species: Angel. Formerly Cherubim, currently Principality; you get demoted if you lose the flaming sword God gave you[1].

Brief History: In the beginning, there was God. And God created Heaven and all the hosts therein, and those angels created the world for their maker.

And then, not so long after the beginning, there was the war in Heaven, and one-third of the angelic host was cast down into Hell, to lose their angelic names and natures and become demons in the service of Lucifer.

Not so terribly long after the beginning, God created man and woman, and all that horrible business with the apple and the clothing made of fig-leaves[2] happened, and the humans were cast out of the Gardenn.

And God set cherubim to guard Eden, and at the Eastern gate there was an angel with a flaming sword. When Adam and Eve were expelled from Eden, the angel gave his flaming sword to them, because let's face it, Prometheus was going to be a long time coming. He was, of course, terribly worried that he'd done the wrong thing, because he was a creature of God and he was supposed to do God's will, but they looked so cold and there were wild animals and he couldn't bear to see them suffer so.

And that, really, says a lot about Aziraphale's basic personality.

In the intervening years, he came to an Arrangement with Crowley, who was more-or-less his opposite number[3]. Aziraphale had remained on Earth as a field agent since the Beginning, and around the time the Lord's son was getting himself into trouble with the Romans, they came up with their Arrangement. They got on well enough, after all, and it only made sense that if one of them was going to be doing a bit of work, they'd tip off the other so that they could go about said work unimpeded. And, of course, if anything major was going to come up, they'd manage to slip a little note to the other - long-term field assignments are made bearable by familiar company, after all, and Aziraphale, though he'll never admit it, has grown rather fond of Crowley over the years.

Aziraphale is not good with technology; he is very good with books, and tends to be better with people than Crowley, although that does depend entirely on the type of person. People who don't take well to gentlemen who appear to be intelligent, English and as gay as a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide do not take very well to Aziraphale.

A few years ago, there was supposed to be the Apocalypse. Aziraphale helped avert it, because he was under the (apparently mistaken) impression that that's what Heaven would want. He's since found out that, in fact, most of Heaven had been rather looking forward to the whole thing. This has put him not exactly in Heaven's bad books, but out of favour enough that he's keeping under the radar until they've cooled off a little.

Powers and Abilities: to be added when the player does not have a headache of doom.

Limitations: as with Crowley, the Rift is interfering with Aziraphale's link to Above, and his abilities are reduced as a result. Were he to leave Cardiff, they would undoubtedly be restored to their maximum potential.

Game History:

Game Canon: (Things which may or may not be true according to the source material, but are canon for the purposes of the game)

Associations:

- Crowley:

Aziraphale, Good Omens and all the material contained therein is the property of Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. This is simply for a game.

[1] Although not as badly as you'd get demoted if God found out you'd given the flaming sword to the humans he'd cast out of the garden.

[2] Aziraphale has never understood the business with fig-leaf clothing. Regular clothing took him ages to get used to, and he can't imagine fig-leaves to have been particularly comfortable.

[3] Crowley was also much easier to deal with when not a snake, although Aziraphale maintains he made a rather handsome snake all the same. Lovely markings.