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Th🎪 Circus AU - timeline ✨️
While initially I wanted the one shots to be an AU to the AU they ended up making more sense and following their own logic so I decided to have a masterlist of my Circus work (which I will be updating regularly) and in the timeline order.
Certain characters borrowed belong to: @kc-and-co @the-al-chemist @that-scouse-wizard @lifeofkaze @slytherindisaster @flareshogwarts @cursebreakerfarrier
The Tragedy - Gareth Farr x Cledwyn Ironwood
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The decision - Angela King x Laurent Yaxley
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The darkness - Jin Watanabe x Clarice Hellebore
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Carnage Circus - Akira Crane x Talia Crane
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Chapter 1 - Main attraction
Chapter 2 - The director
Chapter 3 - The witching hour
Chapter 4 - A different way
Chapter 5 - The flame
Chapter 6 - The bond
Chapter 7 - Not a word
Chapter 8 - Let the games begin
Chapter 9 - To whatever end
Chapter 10 - Against fate
Chapter 11 - The past
Chapter 12 - The seeds of doubt
Chapter 13 - The betrayal
Chapter 14 - The edge
Chapter 15 - Keeping you
Chapter 16 - Late night show
Chapter 17 - The lovers
Chapter 18 - Old VS new
Chapter 19 - The wish
Chapter 20 - The conclusion
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The enemies - Lachlan Murray x Jonathan King
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The revenge - Scarlett Tempest x Phil Baker
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#carnage circus#Circus AU#horror mystery#fanfiction#Gareth Farr#cledwyn ironwood#angela king#laurent yaxley#jin watanabe#clarice hellebore#akira crane#Talia Crane#orion amari#talbott winger#oliver gerard#victoria summer#Leila Hellebore#reuben willows#selene fraser#Siobhan Llewelyn#ethel hexley#Jonathan King#Lachlan Murray#phil baker#scarlett tempest
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DOG︰WOLF ID PACK
NAMES ⌇ ace. affen. affie. aidi. airendale. akita. aksaray. alano. alex. alfie. amarok. amaruq. annie. apollo. archie. arianell. aries. armant. artemis. artois. ash. asher. aurora. badulf. bailey. bandit. barbet. bardou. barkley. basenji. bear. beau. bella. beowulf. biewer. blue. bluey. bolt. boris. boxer. brad. brenard. brittany. brutus. bud. buddie. buddy. buster. buttercup. buzz. cailean. cain. cairn. caleb. canaan. cane. canid. canis. carlo. carol. catellus. celeste. charles. charlie. chase. chewie. chip. cliff. clifford. coco. collie. conall. conan. conell. cooper. daciana. daisy. dale. darwin. dash. daxie. dexter. diana. dire. dixie. duke. dylan. echo. emory. eros. eskie. ester. fang. fenrir. fido. finn. ford. fox. frankie. ghan. glen. gold. gordon. gray. grey. griffon. grim. grimmwolf. hamilton. harley. havana. hero. hound. howl. hunter. indie. indy. jack. joey. kai. kaleb. kalev. kelpie. ken. kerry. kibble. kibs. kit. lady. leo. leon. llewelyn. lola. lowell. lucine. lucy. luna. lupin. lyall. lyca. lycro. lycus. mace. maisie. mal. malinois. marley. max. mia. miles. milo. mingan. mob. molly. mudd. mutt. nala. night. noire. noiresse. noirette. nova. nugget. nyx. oliver. ollie. orion. oscar. paxton. peach. pebble. phoebe. picard. pila. pluto. poppy. puff. pup. ralph. randelle. randy. red. redd. reika. remus. rex. rhys. riley. rocky. rolfo. roman. romulus. rosie. rover. rowdy. roxie. roxy. ruby. rudy. ruff. rufus. ruppell. russel. russell. sadie. scottie. scout. scruff. scruffy. selena. shep. shepard. shepherd. silver. sophie. spike. spitz. spot. stafford. star. stella. stick. storm. stormy. suki. teddy. terry. tiger. tosa. venerie. walker. will. wolf. wolfgang. zev. zip. zoey.
PRONOUNS ⌇ arf/arf. awoo/awoo. ba/ball. ba/bark. bark/bark. bite/bite. ble/blep. bo/bone. bo/bork. bork/bork. cae/canine. can/cani. cani/cani. canid/canidae. canin/canine. canine/canine. cha/chase. chew/chew. claw/claw. co/collar. coll/collar. cute/cute. dig/dig. dog/dog. drool/drool. en/energy. fang/fang. fe/fetch. floof/floof. fluff/fluff. fluff/fluffy. fur/fur. fur/furry. ga/game. grey/grey. grim/grim. gro/growl. growl/growl. grr/grr. guard/guard. ho/howl. houn/hound. hound/hound. howl/howl. hunt/hunt. jump/jump. lea/leash. leash/leash. lo/loyal. loyal/loyal. lu/lupi. lup/lup. moon/moon. mutt/mutt. muz/muzzle. night/night. pa/paw. paw/paw. pawprint/pawprit. pet/pet. pla/play. pla/playful. play/play. pooch/pooch. predator/predator. pro/protect. pup/pup. puppy/puppy. ri/rir. ri/ruff. roll/roll. rough/rough. ru/run. ruff/ruff. run/run. silv/silver. slob/slober. snap/snap. snarl/snarl. sni/sniff. snout/snout. soft/soft. squi/squirrel. star/star. star/starry. sti/stick. tai/tail. tail/tail. teeth/teeth. teeth/teething. tre/treat. tre/tree. wa/wag. wa/walk. wag/wag. walk/walk. wolf/wolf. wolf/wolve. wolv/wolve. woof/woof. yap/yap. yip/yip. 🌳. 🎾. 🐕. 🐕🦺. 🐩. 🐶. 🐺. 🐾. 🐿. 🔆. 🥎. 🦮. 🦴. 🧸.
#⭐️lists#id pack#npt#name suggestions#name ideas#name list#pronoun suggestions#pronoun ideas#pronoun list#neopronouns#nounself#emojiself#dogkin#dog therian#puppykin#puppy therian#wolfkin#wolf therian
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so like headcount is weird bc i literally do not know. there’s. a handful of active alters at once who kind of switch out every so often (not like from front, just the front rotation.)
usually it’s been from between 4-9 active alters/subsystems. (most of our subsystems are alters with alters basically. it’s more complicated than that but functionally the term fits.) right now it’s cherry, willow/willows (nate, peroxide, orion, oleander(sometimes)), llewelyn, vixen💜/vixen♥️, and kit (sometimes). others pop in on occasion, like yesterday serafina ventured from the nexus’s home on the mountain to ask for support for hyr subsystem since they’re struggling with finals stress. cherry went to help, and he’s been back and forth a bit, along with vixen (usually one at a time). we should make a post about the vixens at some point. their dynamics are interesting.
but back to headcount, we have so many probably-fragments that have popped up and almost immediately fused or disappeared, sometimes they end up becoming more elaborated, like cherry herself used to be a host fragment but now has become more independent and separate from the willows with his own identity. some of them end up just taking up residence somewhere deep in the innerworld (usually into the city, but some travel far from the dome.)
i should make a map with all the locations i’m* aware of (*currently im some blend of willow, and i think peroxide.) we have been able to access some areas and get a lay of the land of others, i think we have a fair understanding of at least some of it. i don’t know how big it is.
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Meeting Lerone
#Berrod Armstrong#Orion Llewelyn#jancis milburga#Natja Bafsk#Reks Blanc#louma'li jinjahl#Sejad Moon#Iex Amov#Edari Garani#andronikos thorne#Kotoe Kawanami#astral advent#The Prism
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WHAT ARE YOU?!?!
Seven Hells’ Kitchen feat. @the-stoked-flame
Tips: ko-fi.com/rashkah ⁽ᴴᶦᵍʰˡᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒᵖʸ⁾
#rashkahart#ffxiv#final fantasy xiv#ff14#orion llewelyn#oseloth izetasch#miqote#hrothgar#miqo'te#crocodile river queue
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Double or Nothing Casino - Triple Triad (2/2)
Thank you to the Astral Advent and our hosts, Clover Greenwoode and Gigimai Zuzumai! Gregos had fun helping out the Triple Triad Tournament. (2/2). Here are all of the participants (sorry if I missed anyone!).
#astral advent#clover greenwoode#gigimai zuzumai#martin alder#orion llewelyn#autgar bloode#loumali jinjahl#renat atkasch#brady bradshaw#aulen mistbreaker#jancis milburga#berrod armstrong#Sarij Rahzersyn#Tiergan Vashir#beexu spiritbreaker#edari garani#l'stea tia#Gregos Horner#seneu luxe
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Berrod and @the-stoked-flame had a chance meeting in the Peaks! They discussed a few things, and have an upcoming spar in Aenadem Ei!
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A Chance Meeting in Dravania feat. @whys-and-wayfarers
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"You've known me for how long now? I always come out alive, some way or another." "Yes, you do. Thanks to me."
@the-stoked-flame
#black-clove#Jeva Wielder#Orion Llewelyn#FFXIV#ff14#FFXIV Screenshots#hyur midlander#miqo'te seeker#ffxiv rp#Balmung
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If this ain’t the trio. @khronicle-ffxiv @the-stoked-flame THANK YOU FOR SHOWING ME THIS ORION. Mer crimus.
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#OOC#I'tehmi Jidah#Orion Llewelyn#I'khron Tia#Tehmi tries so hard not to get involved#BUT SHE ALWAYS DOES#Khron can hide behind his fancy words all day but he's still a lil BINCH#and Orion is just#It's Orion
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Carnage Circus 🔥
Part 20/20 - The conclusion
The end is here.
Thank you all for making this possible, for trusting me with your characters: @kc-and-co @lifeofkaze @the-al-chemist @cursebreakerfarrier @that-scouse-wizard
I can’t believe it's been more than a year since Circus was announced, but like all things, this too must end.
Shaking the cold from his bones, detective Winger walked with his head bowed, cursing under his breath as the sharp wind lashed against his face. As far as he knew the weather should have been sunny, however that morning proved to be the opposite as a dark, heavy, grey sky loamed over the city.
Stopping to get a coffee in order to warm up, his hand hovered above the door handle, eyes reading the poster in front of him. He felt as if his heart stopped for a second before it suddenly picked back up, Talbott feeling sick to his stomach.
Making his way to the station, the captain just set on the desk of his colleague a heavy dusty box “Looks like you’re in luck rookie, the Carnage Circus is back in town. Been a while since we had them in our jurisdiction.” Turning around, the captain pointed at Talbott “Winger, you go with him, help, show him the ropes. Maybe this time two heads will manage to get something out of that scum.”
Scoffing, Talbott just nodded as he marched over to his own desk, hands fumbling to light up a cigarette, lighter not producing even a flicker “Fuck.” Searching in his drawers for another, he finally managed to light it up, smoke filling the office from his desk.
Pulling out some notes his eyes landed on several names and information dotted down. Ethel and Selene left the moment they were set free, last he heard was that they were travelling, jumping from city to city and country to country as they were used to doing. They told Siobhan that way Akira could never find them, if they don’t settle, he cannot hurt them.
Siobhan on the other hand was still in the city. She found the love of her life and was working together with him, having opened up a veterinarian clinic. She was happy from what Talbott could gather, however if she ever caught a glimpse of him or anyone she knew, her face would pale and she would always look away. But who could blame her?
Reuben and Leila were also close to the city, living on the outskirts in a small home, content with their life together. She was even speaking or started to at least, that much he knew since she actually told him to “fuck off” in a not very friendly tone.
As for Talia, well most nights they spent together in the confines of his own home. She made a full recovery as far as her body was concerned, but her heart was healing still. When she did not know what to do with herself she would go and speak to Victoria and Oliver, them managing to put her back on the right path.
But Talbott knew that the moment she saw the posters plastered all across the city, it would be chaos and fear would bloom inside of her heart like a disease that decided to rear its ugly head after such a long time.
Just like years prior, Talbott made his way to the circus grounds at night, his colleague shuddering as the winds blew past them, the ticket booth screeching at them, the voice even more distorted than Talbott remembered.
The grounds were filled to the brim, despite the weather, main tent illuminated, peering through the thick fog, music playing from within it as Akira’s voice boomed, announcing the beginning of the show. Closing his eyes, Talbott took a deep breath as he walked inside, dust rising as a new act started under the cheerful applause of the crowd. The acts have changed, new faces smiling back at the crowd of people, but the detective knew the price that came with joining the circus.
It was all an act, hiding behind it a gruesome curse.
They patiently waited for the show to end and people to start leaving the tent before Talbott and his partner for the night approached the heavy curtains leading back stage “Listen to me” he stopped him from advancing, Talbott facing him “he’s very guarded, odd. You need to be careful alright?”
“Please, he’s just a man. They all crack eventually and if he’s responsible for those murders and people disappearing, then we will get him.” Puffing his chest, he walked past Talbott, hands moving aside the curtains. A gush of hot air rushed over their bodies, whispers being heard despite no one being in sight “Akira Crane, this is the police. We need a word.”
Shyly, a member from the team showed herself from behind some boxes “The director is busy. He must never be disturbed. You need to leave.”
“Not going to happen mam. Where can we find him?”
The girl shook her head, blonde locks falling in her face and Talbott recognized her from the poster as being the other half of the brand new trapeze act “Come on, I know where his changing room is. There’s no need to bother her.”
Walking ahead, Talbott felt as if it he could barely breathe, the air thin and far too hot. The corridor leading to Akira appeared to narrow down, shadows as if dancing around them, a low growl reaching their ears before they knocked on the door.
“You brought a friend.” They heard from inside the room, Talbott turning the handle. The setting was as he knew, him going to sit down on the couch, letting his partner take the lead “And somehow with two, the questions are just as boring.” Akira looked around, eyes dramatically rolling “I would have expected, all things considering, that this time you would…” he suddenly stopped, springing to his feet, eyes searching around, chest heaving.
“Akira?” Talbott leaned in closer, his partner basically having jumped back out of fright.
Letting out a shaky exhale, Akira shook his head, trying to gather himself “It would appear the last days spent preparing have been far too tiresome, haven’t slept you see. I don’t have time for the same line of questioning detectives. You know the drill, I’m here for an entire week and I know you’ll be returning.”
Watching him walk outside, Talbott’s brows rose. Something was off, way off, he could feel it. The sudden shift he could never deny his gut feelings. Something was about to happen. Or was already happening inside the circus and that’s why Akira suddenly reacted.
His eyes widened, Talbott also getting up “No, no.”
Running outside, his partner hot on his heels asking a million questions, the detective could not deny what was happening. The air was warmer, lights brighter, atmosphere a tad less creepy, even the fog lifting slightly. She wouldn’t. No. But it was the only scenario that made sense. The key was still out there and Akira was still in tune with her. Even if she was free from his clutches.
“We need to go, if you see Talia Crane let me know.”
“What? Why would she be here? Isn’t Akira the one that put her in the hospital? By the way isn’t it odd that she didn’t press charges?”
Sighing, he had hoped for once in his life that the new recruit wasn’t actually trying to make a name for himself “Look, I’ll explain later. If we find her, we find him. She’s like a magnet for Akira.”
And how right detective Winger was. Akira knew exactly where to go, Talia waiting for him at the camping area, the current squad not knowing how to deal with the stranger before their eyes. She asked questions, if they were treated right, if he was being mean or cruel to them.
Walking slowly towards her, she turned to look at him, a smile directed his way, his name leaving her lips “Leave us.” He ordered the crew, who shared confused looks between themselves, however still obeyed his command.
Walking in front of her, he removed his gloves, extending a hand out to her, Talia’s palm grazing his, a kiss being placed to the back of her hand, eyes never leaving hers “I wouldn’t have expected to see you again in this lifetime.”
“Truth be told, I did consider it. You have kept me under the veil of your darkness for so long.”
“You know why.”
Nodding her head, her eyes closed for a moment “I do now. But I hated you so much.”
Upon hearing her name being uttered, she opened her eyes to witness Talbott and a stranger running towards them. Stepping between them, Talbott stared Akira down “Never again.”
“What is going on Winger?” his partner demanded answers, Akira chuckling.
“I can’t force her to rejoin me. It needs to happen out of her own accord if she wishes to.” He tried to glance at her, however Talbott didn’t let him, instead pushing Akira a step back for good measure.
“She will never come back to you. You’ve done enough.”
Darkness swarmed them, Akira’s glare vicious “I’ve never hurt her.” The temperature appeared to suddenly drop a few degrees, the circus reacting to the director’s rage “I still won’t.”
Directing Talia towards his partner, Talbott refused to let Akira take even a single step “You forge destinies on blood and when you’re done with them, you dispose of them too. Don’t you?”
Akira scoffed, shaking his head “You still don’t understand, how can you?”
“He can’t.” Talbott and Akira turned towards Talia “Not yet at least.” Finding she managed to take the gun off Talbott’s colleague and was directing it at him “Don’t move, none of you.”
“Talia? What are you doing?” Talbott asked, trying to approach, stopping when she shook her head.
Her forehead creased, hand slightly shaking “As long as I am alive, I am linked to him. So that means I am never truly free, am I?” her eyes travelled to the gun, directing it at her own head, her taking a step back to create some distance “I can end it, tonight, pull the trigger and get it over with.”
“Please don’t do anything stupid.”
“Shut up detective. I can’t think with you talking constantly.” Her eyes travelled from Talbott towards Akira, who just shook his head “You know right? You feel it. What does it feel like?”
“Like you’re splitting me in two.” Akira replied his voice shaking.
“Mam, put the gun down and let’s talk about this.”
“Shut up!” Looking back at Talbott, Talia exhaled “You wanted to understand why some days are bad? It’s because I still feel the connection and it’s like it never went away despite being free. It tears you apart and you can’t replace the emptiness with anything. And I kept asking myself why? What’s the reason. But deep down I knew. Oh how I knew and refused to believe it.” The fog started covering the terrain more and more, winds stopping for a second, a sudden uninvited calm, Talia gripping the handle of the gun, trembling in her limbs subsiding “A life for a life detective. I hereby free Akira Crane and nominate Talbott Winger as the director of Carnage Circus.”
Turning the gun on Talbott’s colleague, she pulled the trigger, the sound of it drowned out by the fireworks illuminating the sky. Akira’s caravan crumbled to dust before them, blood painting the earth as Talia dropped the gun from her hand.
The darkness travelled towards Talbott, leaving Akira entirely, the detective feeling as if the weight of the world landed on his shoulder, crushing him under its weight “You don’t love him.” Knowledge that was not there previously suddenly latching onto every part of his mind, history not his own becoming a part of him.
“Don’t I?” taking a small bow, Talia looked him dead in the eye “It’s your turn. You will need to find your key, set them all free and end it. End it all. The last time, the last curse. Free yourself, free them all.”
Turning towards Akira, she extended her hand out to him, him taking it as they both walked away. Taking the gun, Talbott aimed it at Talia, her turning around to look at him, a smile on her lips “You can’t hurt me or him. We’re free director Winger.”
“What if you are my key?”
Glaring at him, Akira spoke “Even if you think it, want it, she was never yours to begin with.”
Inside the fortune teller’s tent, Orion welcomed his latest customers, a smile shaping his lips as he stared inside the crystal ball.
“I see you are happy with the outcome.” Victoria smiled, taking out a random card from the desk, Oliver sitting beside her.
Lifting his eyes, Orion nodded “As are you, only you knew how she could free Akira. Tell me how did you convince her?”
Putting the card back, she shrug her shoulders “I didn’t, she asked, she wanted this. It was there, despite what we did.”
Flipping the card around, Orion hummed in response “I have all but forgotten she drew another card.” The lovers being set between them.
Glancing at them, Oliver shook his head with a chuckle “What now?”
Peering inside the crystal ball, Orion smiled “Now we do it all over again, but this time is the last one.” His brows drew together as he looked over at Oliver “Please don’t intervene again, once is enough too many. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go help the new director.”
#carnage circus#circus au#fanfiction#fanfic#fiction#talbott winger#talia crane#akira crane#victoria summer#oliver gerard#orion amari#selene fraser#ethel hexley#siobhan llewelyn#leila hellebore#reuben willows#horror mystery
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Does your OC enjoy swimming?
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Summer Solstice
And finding another prism problem...
#Renat Atkasch#martin alder#Berrod Armstrong#Clover Greenwoode#Natja Bafsk#jancis milburga#Sejad Moon#Iex Amov#X'ani Tia#louma'li jinjahl#n'hara tia#Bayan Dataq#Orion Llewelyn#zachary evans#mholi'to valrei#The Prism#astral advent
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Double or Nothing Casino - Triple Triad (1/2)
Thank you to the Astral Advent and our hosts, Clover Greenwoode and Gigimai Zuzumai! Gregos had fun helping out the Triple Triad Tournament. (1/2). Here are all of the participants (sorry if I missed anyone!).
#astral advent#clover greenwoode#gigimai zuzumai#martin alder#orion llewelyn#autgar bloode#loumali jinjahl#renat atkasch#brady bradshaw#aulen mistbreaker#jancis milburga#berrod armstrong#Sarij Rahzersyn#Tiergan Vashir#beexu spiritbreaker#edari garani#l'stea tia#Gregos Horner#seneu luxe
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Prism: So far...
((A lengthly excerpt from the Prism Arc catch-up event!))
Berrod Armstrong looked around the room. "Ah, this is a good turnout. Thanks for comin'. There's -- a lot to go through, so I'll begin at the beginnin' and we'll work through it from there. Feel free to add any details you noticed or ask relevant questions as I go on. Won't spend too long answerin' questions before I'm done though."
Berrod Armstrong: "Some time ago, durin' a social gatherin' in Costa Del Sol, it so happened that we came into contact with a queer manner o'crystal. There was a fireworks show on, an' it seemed that the crystal fell outta the sky, skipped on the water an' hit a cliff wall near us. The spot on the cliff wall that it hit got streaked white an' chalky. The crystal itself was...strange. Colourful, bright an' packed with aether. Goin' near it or touchin' it was enough to wash a man in the stuff."
Berrod Armstrong: "Didn't take long for us to realise how much it enhanced not only our reserves of aether, but the things we could do with it. The white stuff on the cliff wall on the other hand, killed everything it touched. Stilled the aether in it until it ended up just as white an' dead as the rocks. Fortunately, it was contained to those streaks."
Louma'li Jinjahl looked sheepish. "Also brought out a few...undesirable qualities in a few."
Milo North: "Ick."
Berrod Armstrong eyed Lou for a moment and inclined his head slightly.
Louma'li Jinjahl: "You're really lucky ya didn't end up lickin' it."
Berrod Armstrong: "At -first-, we decided to let the La Noscean an' Lominsan authorities handle it. We arranged for the crystal -- the Prism, we called it, to be collected by the Yellowjackets an' taken back to the city proper for the Arcanist's guild to keep in their custody." He rubbed his face then, "Really wished it all stayed there, but the Gods had different plans it seemed. They cordoned off the streaked area, but a couple of our people got samples of the dead white rocks. They were harmless if you didn't let it touch flesh."
N'hara Tia: "Also got samples of some of the sea creatures it killed. Not the prettiest sight."
Orion Llewelyn stroked the lizard in his lap, attempting to lull the creature to sleep. It was having none of it with all the people around and hissed.
Soyer Perera entered and remained silent. No greeting and not motions beyond walking and picking a spot.
Berrod Armstrong made a face at the mention of the dead sea creatures, but nodded to acknowledge it. "Least chalky fish don't stink..."
Berrod Armstrong: "Anyroad, a couple weeks later the Arcanist's guild called us up for our help with a matter involvin' the crystal. Apparently since we were the once who had 'experience'--" He made quotation marks with his fingers then, "--with it, we were the ones they wanted. Turned out they tried to cast some standard protective stuff around it for safe keepin', but the crystals amplified the magic to the point that it got a bit -too- well shielded. We were hired to work with a fella named Hartsald to break that shield. From the reports it seemed like one hell of a job, but nothin' catastrophic, an' nothin' the team that went couldn't handle."
Berrod Armstrong turned to offer a tip of his chin to Soyer by way of greeting.
Soyer Perera nodded but made no sound.
Berrod Armstrong: "We used the success of that job to curry some favour with the Arcanist's guild, to the point where we managed to get a sample of the crystal for the company for our own to study. Unfortunately, a couple weeks after -that-, we got another missive from the guild. Hartsald had gone missin', an' from the investigation we launched into it, he'd gone barkin' mad before he vanished. He'd been drawin' nonsense on maps, rippin' up books, writin' over an' over again about somethin' called -blàths bloigh-. No language I'd ever heard of. With the help of those of us gifted in understandin' such things, we learned that it means 'blooming essence'. An' so the hunt for Hartsald began."
Natja Bafsk breezes on in like she was here all along, peering around and filing her nails into even pointier points.
N'hara Tia brought a hand to the bridge of his nose. Not a fun assignment…
Milo North: "Baths Bentlow, yeah."
Milo North: "... Blowfly."
Milo North: "... Blarfs."
Orion Llewelyn: "Spoilers: He was found."
Natja Bafsk nods her head agreeably at Milo's valiant effort, knowing damn well she can't do anything better.
Berrod Armstrong: "The hunt led us to the Blac--" He quickly and apologetically eyed Jancis in the distance, "Uh, the Twelveswood, where the search team encountered all sorts of mischievous magics. Weird plants, floaty-stuff. The reports were...wild. Even though that was dealt with, apparently the team came into contact with an anomaly that caused the same whitenin' effect from the cliffs in Costa. I still...don't really understand what I read about what the team there saw, but everyone came outta it okay."
Berrod Armstrong: "Mostly, anyroad."
Louma'li Jinjahl: "And one overly animated annoyin' blue...person."
Berrod Armstrong: "Ah, aye. Jock whatsisballs."
Louma'li Jinjahl couldn't remmeber how many Jock-Jocks it was.
Zachary Evans mouthed the phrase 'blue person' in absolute confusion.
Louma'li Jinjahl: "Jock-Jock somethin' Jock, covered in woad an' crazy, aye."
Milo North: "Somethin' made outta Light."
Bayan Dataq cracked a small smile. This was getting good. Now there were blue people. He wondered what strange Eorzean people that was.
Milo North shivers at the memory.
Berrod Armstrong: "He'd been hired to find Hartsald too -- an' now we know by who. But I'll get to that in time."
Louma'li Jinjahl had a sneaking suspicion of the 'who' but he'd be happy if fate decided to surprise him. Lou just nodded along with Berrod's assertion that they'd get to it, in time.
Berrod Armstrong: "Arcanist's guild hadn't made any headway either, an' so as more time went on, the more everyone feared Hartsald was dead. You know how it goes with missin' persons. Anyroad, -another- issue popped up in Mor Dhona that we went to investigate. After what happened in the Shr...er -- -Twelveswood-, we were expectin' to find Hartsald. Instead, we found a Hyuran fella with an axe an' way, -way- too much power. The team went in, accompanied by one Grave Shadow as an observer, the reports said. The Hyur -- Breaker, or Baby or whatever -- was subdued an' separated from a prismatic crystal that he'd been given with the promise of power. It was there that the monk twin ladies some of y'all came to know were sighted for the first time."
Orion Llewelyn leaned over to Bayan with a hushed voice, "That's where I came in." A thumb was jerked in Berrod's general direction.
Bayan Dataq nodded. The cast of characters was getting a bit much for him to keep track of, but he was doing his best.
Jancis Milburga looks thoughtful, "And that odd sludge that came off of him."
Soyer Perera || It occured to Soyer that it was around this time he had joined the Company too...He had a faint smile at the thought.
Berrod Armstrong: "Breaker was pretty badly affected by what had happened to him. He wasn't an enemy, not really. Just someone who'd gotten a raw deal. We took care of his recovery an' such,an' in doing so, found out he had a connection to those twins...like -- a thread. Oh--" He consulted his book then, "I shouldn't forget the group out in the ruins of Nym either. After the Hartsald incident, we went to investigate some aetherial spikes there an' did battle with an entire group enhanced with shards of prismatic crystal. It wasn't enough to make 'em -crazy- powerful, so they got taken down smoothly enough. One of 'em was above the rest though...Astrologian gal with a -weapon- made with one of the crystals in it. Our first encounter with a prismatic weapon."
Milo North: "Someone had fun lickin' crystals."
Zachary Evans shifted from foot to foot before finally deciding on doing squats. The whole chain of events had given the young man a surge of nervous energy.
Louma'li Jinjahl: "An' she up an' ran before we could finish kickin' her arse. Seems Shadow got to her though an' finished things."
Natja Bafsk 's expression slowly takes a turn for the morose, more and more.
Bayan Dataq 's face gave away he didn't really approve of leaving a mark alive in a hunt, but didn't say anything.
Zachary Evans: "I'm not exactly sure of -how- comfortable I am working with Shadow again...wherever the Shadows are, things go from worse to catastrophic."
Sarij Rahzersyn: "Alright, focus folks."
Zachary Evans: "Sorry, chief."
Sarij Rahzersyn: "And listen tah what Berrod has tah say, ya can ask shite after."
Natja Bafsk nods to Sarij Rahzersyn.
Berrod Armstrong: "It turns out that the Astrologian gal didn't quite get away -- so proven by a box sent to us by a -mysterious benefactor- at the time. It contained the prismatic weapon...broken, though that didn't make the crystal itself any less potent. The box itself was made with...arcane stuff written on it that turned it into a kind of compass that pointed us north, to Coerthas. Again, we decided to investigate, an' the team sent met -- another arcanist? Nah -- a uh, a--" He checked his notes, "Nymian-styled Scholar. He didn't quite have a prismatic weapon, but his -faerie- was made of the stuff. From what I read, his spellwork was...damn powerful."
Tiergan Vashir blinked at that. "His /faerie/ was made of /crystal/?"
Berrod Armstrong: "Aye. Bright an' colourful an' glitterin'...an' -potent-."
Autgar Bloode: "Yes, his fairy was a crystal. He was very strong."
Orion Llewelyn looked away to take a swig of his drink.
Tiergan Vashir frowns deeply, brow furrowing.
Berrod Armstrong: "Was around that time that our study into the crystal itself showed us some of what it was capable of. Like allowin' me to conjure as if it was nothin', for example. Healed a gash on my own arm with a twig an' it didn't even leave a scar." He offered his arm as proof.
Berrod Armstrong: "I should note that the crystal samples in our possession went up to two. The weapon, an' the sample we got from the Arcanist's guild."
Jancis Milburga furrows her brow at Berrod's arm.
Tiergan Vashir: "Did.... you have much conjurying ability before or did you go from none to suddenly proficient?"
Berrod Armstrong: "I tried to learn once. They were nice about tellin' me I would never be able to do it."
Aulen Mistbreaker was totally not taking a nap or anything as he showed up late.
Berrod Armstrong: "I don't have a lick of castin' talent, sad to say."
Orion Llewelyn: "Shame, that."
Louma'li Jinjahl: "Ya punch things better anyways."
Zachary Evans: "That's...disturbing. Granting that much power out of the blue is dangerous."
Autgar Bloode: "You've got plenty of other talents chief."
Tiergan Vashir: "So these crystals can turn anyone into a skilled mage."
Berrod Armstrong: "Nnnh -- well, I knew the -motions-, I just never made anythin' happen, you know? But that crystal changed that."
Milo North: "Or jus' let you throw enough power at a spell."
Orion Llewelyn: "An' those of us already skilled t'start with, well..." Orion leaned back.
Milo North: "That it makes it look like you can do it."
Soyer Perera frowned at that--he hadn't been told they could do that too.
Berrod Armstrong: "Go on," He urged Orion.
Milo North: "Scarier thought is what happens when someone like fuckin' black mage casts one of their clever lil' spells with the power of one of these."
Natja Bafsk nods to Milo North.
Orion Llewelyn: "Huh?" He sputtered. "Oh I've got nothin'. Just sayin' I can imagine how it'd be like for those of us with a lick o' talent an' skill."
Milo North: "Power and the nuance to properly use it."
Berrod Armstrong nodded, "Aye."
Tiergan Vashir: "Is that why Mountain's Shadow has an interest then?"
Martin Adler: "Probably." Martin grunts.
Autgar Bloode: "Save the questions folks."
Aulen Mistbreaker spoke up. "Well... back on the beach. A simple spell I used turned a small flame into a massive pyre by just being near the damn thing."
Berrod Armstrong: "Aye..."
Berrod Armstrong: "Alright -- back to Breaker an' his ability to trace the twins...much like the box had become a compass that led us north, he led a team of us south into the Sagolii to follow the twins' trail. From what I read, the trip was an interestin' one. They utilised their crystals to their full potential and put up a hell of a fight. It was hard, but our team won out with Breaker's help. Poor bastard ended up abed again, an' we took the twins into our custody. Treated them well, mind you."
Natja Bafsk smiles, but with a notable twinge of sadness.
Jancis Milburga: "Had to, those crystals were embedded."
Berrod Armstrong: "That fight was an' educational one, 'cause we learned about the flawed crystals. Turns out that they were not only different to the samples we had, but they had awful effects on the user. Uh --" He consulted his book again, and began to read directly off of it.
Orion Llewelyn: "They amplified the user's flaws."
Milo North: "They got real ugly?"
Berrod Armstrong: "Our samples achieved perfect resonance with the user's aether. Perfect prisms. The flawed crystals however, sought to compensate for their imperfection by resonating oppressively and affecting the user's aether in a detrimental manner -- usually to the tune of illness or behavioural changes."
Berrod Armstrong: "Aye, what Orion said."
Louma'li Jinjahl: "Not ugly enough to not fluster Autgar."
Autgar Bloode would remember that.
Orion Llewelyn snorted, "Not that kinda flaw. Made angry people angrier an' that kinda thing."
Bayan Dataq: "Weaknesses?" he asked softly.
Berrod Armstrong: "After some questionin' -- gentle, mind you, we never treated 'em badly," We learned that -Hartsald- was apparently creating the flawed crystals and temptin' people to power with 'em. First the twins, then he tried to get 'em to bring Breaker on board. S'what was happenin' when we met the lot of 'em in Mor Dhona. What was most interestin' is that they said that we couldn't just go -find- Hartsald. He had to be -summoned-. The ritual to do it was queer as all hells."
Tiergan Vashir: "Summon. Like some sort of voidsent?" There was audible distaste in his tone.
Milo North: "You can summon other stuff, too. Kinda."
Berrod Armstrong: "I would think that if the ritual wasn't...downright stupid."
Orion Llewelyn wavered a hand before Bayan at his question. "Sorta like that."
Berrod Armstrong: "Once again a team went out -- to the Cloud Sea up above the Spine. Aether's rich there an' it was far away from people just in case things got hairy...which they did. Still don't really understand what happened, but they called him. He was strange, with bright blue eyes with rings in 'em," He gestured at his own eyes, ever one to talk with his hands, "Talkin' funny too, not nearly the same as he was before. Borin' an' kinda stodgy."
Bayan Dataq perked up a bit. Sounded like the red haired hyur was describing him. Badly, but still.
Berrod Armstrong: "Seems like he tried somethin', but the team figured it out and put a stop to it before he finished. Unfortunately, one of the twins got turned into a plant -- or was it eaten by a plant...?" He checked his notes again, "Ah, she got turned into a bush. When they finally managed to put Hartsald down, a big ol' pair of flowers grew. One spat out the twin, the other...Hartsald's body. The -real- Hartsald. Poor bastard had been dead all along, an' somethin' was wearin' his face. Accordin' to what I read, he'd been killed long before, even though he wasn't rottin'."
Milo North: "So.... Voidsent."
Soyer Perera frowned a bit deeper. If he were the type to be ungrammatical, he'd say this entire thing was getting curiouser and curiouser.
Jancis Milburga swears to Nald'thal quietly.
Soyer Perera: "That doesn't sound like a voidsent."
Berrod Armstrong shook his head. "Would be simple if it was. Read more like a ghost to me."
Orion Llewelyn: "Aye, I'm inclined to agree with Berrod."
Bayan Dataq shook his horned head. This is why he preferred sheep and horses. Less magic and spirits. More things that were simple to skewer with his lance.
N'hara Tia: "This whole fiasco gets worse and worse when you really stop and think about it..."
Orion Llewelyn: "Like....another soul." He offered up.
Tiergan Vashir: "A ghost that turns people into plants and grows flowers that hold bodies?"
Milo North: "A ghost who makes people inta plants? Ashkin ain't that powerful. Or smart."
Milo North: "Mosta the time they jus' moan about how much it hurts or whatever."
Berrod Armstrong: "Team came back, though the affected twin hadn't regained consciousness. Reks examined her, an' it turned out there -- wasn't a soul in her body. I dunno how that was possible, or how it worked, but that's what happened. We decided to keep her safe, an' her sister didn't leave her side. Breaker was fully recovered an' decided to go out there an' try to make some headway."
Berrod Armstrong: "Took a couple weeks, but he came back...different. He'd acquired a bit of prismatic crystal, which somehow -fused- with him while he slept. It...made him strong. Real strong. I dunno if he's immortal now, but I know it's real hard to hurt him. Or was. We had to press him for answers, but even when he finally caved an' tried to give 'em to us, he couldn't speak of it, or even write of it. He'd been hexed, and pretty badly."
Berrod Armstrong: "The same night he came back to us, somethin' happened to the unconscious twin. Long story short, whatever had been masqueradin' around as Hartsald jumped into her, pulled a switch on us, an' ran off into the night. Was a damn mess, I'm told. Her sister an' Breaker went off to try an' find her."
Natja Bafsk stares down at her lap, ears drooping backward.
Berrod Armstrong: "'nother couple weeks went by. Breaker an' Rookmin -- ah aye, that was her name -- kept in contact, wrote to us an' stuff...an' then the contact stopped. Stopped for a worryin' while, with the last place they mentioned bein' Tailfeather up in the Dravanian lands. Of course, we sent a team up to find 'em..." He rubbed the back of his head then, "An' what a time that was."
Berrod Armstrong: "There were so many things -- a cave full o'gold dust. Talkin' to dragons...followin' the trail on a whole. The trail led to a white, magical coffin' with the words 'Let sleeping beasts lie' on it. Anybody who tried to tamper with the coffin got...frozen? Stilled -- though it came at a cost to the coffin's aether. With enough people triggerin' it, it eventually ran out, an' broke open."
Milo North: "W..."
Orion Llewelyn: "Nothin' like brute forcin' some magic."
Milo North places his face into his hands, "You opened the magic box sayin' please dun open."
Jancis Milburga: "And good we did." Her tone is sadder after the mention of gold dust.
Tiergan Vashir visibly tenses up at this portion of the tale, shoulders locking. He glances back towards Jancis once before his jaw sets and he looks to Berrod again.
Louma'li Jinjahl: "To be fair, at least we did it an' didn't die. Can't say if someone else woulda lived if they did the same."
Berrod Armstrong rubbed at his face with one hand. "I'm glad I can just give the facts here now, because at the time it was confusin' as all hells. Breaker, as it turned out, had been jumped into by the Hartsald-wearer. It was a bad combination, because Breaker himself was fused with a prismatic crystal an' powerful as all hells. Not only that, but in tryin' to resist the thing tryin' to ride him, he unleashed -- well, a beast, is the best way to put it. Y'all would be interested to know that one Mountain Shadow showed up, yellin' at the team for openin' the coffin. He looked pretty chewed up. Even lost consciousness, I think."
Cerina Borlaaq gave a very audible grunt of pure /disgust/ at the mention of Mountain, however, she didn't say anything about it.
Orion Llewelyn finished off what remained of his drink.
Berrod Armstrong: "We know now that Rookmin and Breaker had found the other twin -- Sumintra, which is when the...thing...jumped from her to him. Apparently Mountain was on their trail an' used that coffin thing to subdue the thing -- which we opened. Ah well. Anyroad...there was a fight. Details...don't matter. There was a fight that we won. Autgar managed to kill the thing...for good. Breaker was safe, though the twins were missin' still. Both of 'em this time."
Jancis Milburga glances back at Martin briefly before gazing at Tiergan for awhile, silently echoing Berrod's words.
Milo North: "Course he put a cryptic phrase on the fuckin box instead of, I dunno, -something explainin' exactly what was inside-."
Berrod Armstrong: "Mountain got extracted from the area an' we dealt with the fallout as we always do. Got some blessed quiet for a while after that. We needed it."
Louma'li Jinjahl: "An' he wrote it in ways that only people versed in an arcane science could understand. Coulda gotten better results with a slab o' wood an' some paint."
Orion Llewelyn: "That's got me wonderin' though. It /was/ quiet for a good bit. Us meetin' here though..."
Orion Llewelyn: "does that mean somethin's happened?"
Berrod Armstrong: "Quiet couldn't last, I suppose, 'cause who else came marchin' up to our gates a few weeks later but Mountain himself, with the balls to ask us to -leave it all to him-. Didn't need to consult leadership to outright refuse that, no matter how much I'd like to wash my hands o'this stuff." He smiled at Orion then, "I'll get to that in a lil bit."
Milo North: "Really. Is "There is an awful monster in here, this box is keeping it from killing you. No touch.' So hard? Fuckin' Mountain."
Orion Llewelyn: "Wait, he came /here?/ What'd he want?"
Orion Llewelyn: "Oh well, I guess you just said that." he leaned back again, slightly less agitated.
Sarij Rahzersyn: "To be fair... even if he wrote that people would have opened it."
Berrod Armstrong: "Aye. We said no an'...he was uh, awfully gracious an' decided that in the event of our refusal, -he- would leave it entirely to -us- instead. Apparently it'd be one or the other, so long as it meant we no longer clashed. So he officially withdrew from the matter, an' shared with us some information, includin' the whereabouts of some missin' people. The scholar, the twins, an' the Astrologian."
Mholi'to Valrei offered the room a brief wave as he walked over to an open spot to stand. He was quiet for now as to catch up on the current conversation.
Berrod Armstrong: "Apparently he'd convinced them all to withdraw from the whole ordeal, an' has managed to keep 'em safe in his own way." There was an unconvinced shrug from him, but he went on, "He also handed over his prismatic crystal -- the Scholar's faerie. We have three samples now."
Cerina Borlaaq: "So it is only a matter of time before he tries to swoop in again." She huffed. "We should have just cut him down when he showed up at our doorstep."
Orion Llewelyn: "He gave ya his faerie...?" Orion bunched up his brow.
Berrod Armstrong: "Hmn. Oh -- aye, though it turned back into a chunk o'pretty crystal when it left his side."
Orion Llewelyn ran a hand along his jaw, pensively, saying nothing further.
Sarij Rahzersyn: "Kindly keep murder plans to yerself. Mountain is a company owner of a known company and on the level in the terms of the governing bodies."
Sarij Rahzersyn: "I don't feel like going infront of a judge again."
Milo North: "I ain't sayin' anything about killin'. I'm thinkin' it real loudly though."
Cerina Borlaaq: "I did not ask for your assistance, Sarij. But do not make this company bend to him again."
Berrod Armstrong: "Speakin' of which, couple folks from here parleyed with 'im an' made some requests, one o'which he granted." Very carefully did he pull an envelope from between the pages of the book he'd been reading his notes from. The envelope was handed across to Autgar, though in stretching to do so, Berrod held it dangerously close to the candle's flame. "Ah -- shite, whoops. There y'go."
Bayan Dataq was starting to wonder why everyone was talking about some mountain. And why everyone hated a geographical feature.
Natja Bafsk peers over at the envelope questioningly.
Autgar Bloode plucked up the letter and held it infront of him on the table without a word.
Dylan Skye: "...What is that, Autgar?"
Orion Llewelyn leaned back forward, eyes shifting toward the envelope as well and then to Autgar.
Orion Llewelyn: "Aye, what he said."
Mholi'to Valrei took a few steps closer to Autgar to peek over the man's large shoulders out of curiosity.
Sarij Rahzersyn: "I am saying.... stay the hells away from 'em and not deal wtih em, so if as ya think he tries tah get his fingers involved wit us... we got solid feet undah us rather than having the Immortal Flames kicking in the door again to arrest folks."
Autgar Bloode elbowed Oli. "We can talk about it when were all caught up."
Bayan Dataq 's eyes shot open, and then he looked to Orion for clarification. “What kind of company was this anyroad?"
Mholi'to Valrei frowned as he was lightly jabbed. "Fine, fine," he grumbled. His curiosity still burned bright, but his eyes were forced back towards Sarij. "Honestly, the best thing to do in my opinion would be whatever the hells we intended to do before he showed up. Regardless of what he's offerin'. He smells like trouble."
Louma'li Jinjahl looked on skeptically as this was unfolding. He didn't have history with Shadow, but at this rate, he was hating him just out of spite.
Cerina Borlaaq: "That has certainly worked for us in the past when it comes to dealing with him, yes? Because he has not managed to weasel himself into the company, and out of what ever--" she waved her hand in front of her in frustration, "solid ground you are talking about. Figured you would know that better than anyone else."
Sarij Rahzersyn: "This company is not a wetworks." Sarij replied simply. "Berrod feel free tah continue."
Cerina Borlaaq scoffed loudly, but decided not to press on.
Autgar Bloode was scanning over the letter before he returned it to the envelope and rested it on the table infront of him.
Berrod Armstrong nodded at Autgar, then at Sarij. "I agree that we have to be careful. He's got a legitimate thing going an' -if- he means us ill, which I'll never rule out, he's gonna get us tangled up in a lotta legal shite before the final blow. Either way -- if he says he's out, I agree with Oli there...we press on like he's not around. Granted...it might mean followin' some of his...advice."
Soyer Perera: "And what's wrong with that?"
Jancis Milburga nods in agreement. "Coincidence."
Berrod Armstrong: "Or rather, followin' his methods. He said that he wanted to dissipate the crystals by givin' their aether to the land -- it's why Breaker was put in that coffin, to drain him of the prismatic aether he'd been fused with -- and contain that thing inside him too."
Soyer Perera: "Provided it doesn't harm anyone or the land itself--we have enough mages here to confirm if the method would actually put it back into the land, right?"
Mholi'to Valrei: "Then make sure that information is verified independently somewhere else. Facts are facts, regardless of who's sayin' it. Are you sure that it's the best method, all things considered?"
Berrod Armstrong: "So we have three samples. I want us to begin lookin' into ways to gettin' these crystals smelted down into the land, for lack of a better term. Once we find a way to do it safely, that's how we'll handle any o' the prisms we come into contact with goin' forward."
Berrod Armstrong: "Aye, those things are a menace in man's hands."
Mholi'to Valrei nodded back. "A broken clock's right twice a day."
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Alignment Test - Orion Llewelyn
Orion’s Character Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
A chaotic neutral character follows his whims. He is an individualist first and last. He values his own liberty but doesn't strive to protect others' freedom. He avoids authority, resents restrictions, and challenges traditions. A chaotic neutral character does not intentionally disrupt organizations as part of a campaign of anarchy. To do so, he would have to be motivated either by good (and a desire to liberate others) or evil (and a desire to make those different from himself suffer). A chaotic neutral character may be unpredictable, but his behavior is not totally random. He is not as likely to jump off a bridge as to cross it. Chaotic neutral is the best alignment you can be because it represents true freedom from both society's restrictions and a do-gooder's zeal. However, chaotic neutral can be a dangerous alignment when it seeks to eliminate all authority, harmony, and order in society.
DETAILED RESULTS:
ALIGNMENT: Lawful Good ----- XXXXXXXXX (9) Neutral Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (20) Chaotic Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (24) Lawful Neutral -- XXXXXXXXXX (10) True Neutral ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (21) Chaotic Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (25) Lawful Evil ----- XXXXXXX (7) Neutral Evil ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (18) Chaotic Evil ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (22)
LAW & CHAOS: Law ----- X (1) Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXX (12) Chaos --- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (16)
GOOD & EVIL: Good ---- XXXXXXXX (8) Neutral - XXXXXXXXX (9) Evil ---- XXXXXX (6)
Chaotic Neutral is exactly how I try to write him, so there’s nothing I can really disagree with here. I’m pretty pleased the test determined he has slightly more good in him than evil as he’s currently trying to become a better person. What “better” means for him, he doesn’t exactly know yet.
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