One last post about my favorite crazy Warforged, Razed, this time with his crazy wallRazed the Warfo

One last post about my favorite crazy Warforged, Razed, this time with his crazy wall

Razed the Warforged stands in front of the conspiracy board/crazy wall he’s building. He’s trying to figure out the plots and machinations that his group kept being involved in or stumbling across. He’s got maps of the city, graveyard complex, and outlying areas, portraits of preeminent peers, newspaper clippings, posters, wanted notices, floorplans, and even the wrappings for fish ‘n’ chips with cultist writings on them. On the floor are body parts of disassembled Warforged that he’s collected from the middens and collated in a grisly forensics exercise. A web of string and tacks links everything together across the walls, with a book full of notes and clippings collects all of his ideas.

The whole enterprise is slowly driving Razed crazy: the evidence, once black and white, now full of sepia tones, is all coming together in his head in a riot of colors. If only he could link the big three identities together, Razed could prove his conspiracy to the world!

As Razed doggedly works this out, his winged cat familiar, Cowl, sleeps on his head, while his mechanical flying nose circles above his head.