Though the Dead thief loses the passion for stealing, he still can skulk with the best of ’em. The infrequent Dustman warrior, a guardian rather than a crusader, becomes a strong, implacable foe. The Dead attract few rogues or warriors, since these professions encourage flamboyance and emotion. Clerics (like Oridi) slowly become less devoted to specific gods and more devout to Death as a force. Dustmen clerics all eventually hit the blinds, however: Religious devotion requires some amount of passion, yet progressing among the Dead means letting go of that passion. This quality also attracts clerics, though the ones who actually join have devoted themselves mainly to gods of death. Many wizards, as scholarly, intellectual types, favour the introspection of the Dustmen. Well-intentioned Dustmen want their neighbors to advance in death – but most folks believe it’s evil to hope for someone’s demise. The Dead’s belief in an orderly pattern to the multiverse attracts many who favour law, but the group’s apparent lack of respect for “life” attracts the evil. And, as thinking everyone is dead doesn’t exactly conflict with good, a good dustman guides himself and others patiently along the path to the next stage of existence. A chaotic Dead believes that each person must find a separate path to True Death.
Still, a few Dustmen remain chaotic, or good, or both. Revering death ain’t popular with good people, for that matter. Chaotics may try to play Dead for a while, but any group whose philosophy centers on “we” (as in “we are all dead”) can’t attract chaotic folks long. Fact is, the longer a body stays in the Dead, the more his alignment shifts toward true neutral, and only neutral characters can achieve True Death. This neutral position proves common among the Dustmen. If not, who cares?ĭruids also lean towards Dustman views ‘cause they don’t get distracted working toward good or evil, law or chaos. Other Dead consider the Hopeful view foolish and see the group as just a quiet splinter sect. The Hopeful, stuck on the wrong side, reach for the passionless state of True Death because just beyond it lies the reward: Life. The celebration of Life occurs only in a universe that bashers on this side of the fence can’t find. These so-called Hopeful agree with the Dead‘s primary philosophy: Everyone exists in a multiverse of death. See, some Dustmen hope for a return to Life. Disputes in the faction seldom last long - ’cept for one.
They all respect death and seek knowledge. Yet despite the differences among the faction’s various alignments, classes, and races, Dustmen hang together. What’s a body to do among the Dead? Depends on a few things, like race, profession, and ethical inclination. (Folks say the zombie had on rabbit ears, but it’s tough credit the dead with such a sense of humor.) One story going around the Cage, though, tells of an odd prime who thought herself funny calling them the “Dustbunnies.” She stopped the morning she woke up next to a zombie.
So they don’t mind being called the Dead, or Dusters or even Dusties (the last not used often, and never within earshot). After all, they’ve supposedly shucked off all emotion. Life among the Dead - interesting phrase, ain’t it? Though Dustman characters hear a lot of cracks about their faction’s name, they really don’t care one way or the other about nicknames.
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