Smoke, Sorcery, and Steel

A long time ago, the Outsider formed. Contrary to many's beliefs, he could not change his face. When aliens saw him in their dreams, they knew humanity long before humanity knew them. And they feared. Now their space whaling routes cross paths, and the aliens stare upon humanity's face proper. And they fear. Perhaps rightly so. The Outsider only shrugs, and then offers his mark.