"Maybe if we weren't hip-deep mucking up the machinery of the Spheres we could see how balanced and perfect creation is -- and how unnecessary _you_ are."
--Sect Leader Milarsta of the Equillibrium
Faction Philosophy: These folks are ardent believers in the balance of the multiverse-- and the reason life ain't perfect is because us mortals are mucking up the machinery of life by being off the Prime. This might sound like the rilmani to some berks, but bloods in the know have seen that the Equillibrium is a barmy bunch who have taken their thinking pretty far afield. Plaguers don't just keep balance in their own lives-- they enforce it with wicked efficiency wherever they see something that they "feel" is awry. Their biggest complaint is the way most berks use the planes...and they are going to Make Things Right. See, these cutters don't think the Great Ring is a place for berks and sods to be moaning and puling in front of the Powers themselves. The multiverse would be bliss if we all pulled up stakes and stopped interfering with things that are obviously beyond any mortal's abillity to control. "Mortals belong in mortal lands" is their battle cry, and they fervently assure all who will listen that the ills of the worlds are caused by _our_ frightful imbalances...culminating with the ultimate atrocity of the Planetouched. If humans and Powers keep near one another, how can the reverence and respect the multiverse deserves be given? Plaguers want to return to the Prime worlds, beginning with a withdrawal to the Outland, and see the kips of the Powers declared off-limits to all. "Only when we become silent," they say, "can the true work of the spheres continue." Primary Plane of Influence: The Outlands. You would think that the Plaguers would be holed up on the Prime (and a lot of cutters wish it), but for the sake of furthering their cause they place themselves where they hope to gather the most recruits and engage in their primary policy tool: terrorism. Plaguers routinely ambush caravans headed for the Gate Towns in efforts to stop travel and trade, using supplies gained from these raids to fund their war against the Great Abomination: Sigil. Sigil is viewed as the decadent core, where the disruption of balance is greatest...devas and baatezu drinking together indeed! Unlike many other infamous sects, the Plaguers have never been stupid enough to have a vocal presence in Sigil-- their stated goal of throwing everybody out and sealing the portals up would result in either a swift Mazing or death from any of a dozen or so factions. They instead work covertly, sending agents to Sigil who observe and disrupt whatever they can safely. For enforcers of balance, they behave like Anarchists much of the time (although the Revolutionary League hates the Equillibrium as much as they dislike all other power structures... professional jealousy, some say.) Allies and Enemies: Only the still-forming Planarist faction can be considered allies of the Plaguers, and that only secretly. The Plaguers want Cirily, the prospective new factol to provide them with a foothold in Sigil's inner councils. Although the Planarists are opposed to nearly all Equillibrium tenets, the idea that no more primes should come to the planes gives them a shaky common ground. The Equillibrium has been providing jink and muscle to Cirily's group, hoping she will get off the ground. When she does, they intend to milk her for all the support they can get. Everyone is an enemy of the Equillibrium; even the rilmani can't stand them. Every faction is united in their unaminous hatred of the Plaguers, and an admission of Plaguer support is enough to get you taken behind any Sigilian bar and beaten. Tell them you're a member and you'll be swinging from the leafless tree before long. Why does everyone feel this way? Well, it's a kind of blood feud that has been going on for the last 300 years or so. Seems a nasty disease was running through Sigil at the time-- nothing serious, but it created a scare. Plaguers spread that it was a magical plague that not only killed you, it ate your soul, and even petitioners could catch the bug. In a fit of barminess, people bought this pile of dung as the dark of things. The Plaguers sat back and watched great Sigil be quarantined from nearly all sides, and within weeks there was little food, great rioting and collapse. Now the Plaguers _might_ have gotten away with this without incurring everyone's wrath if they had just kept their bone boxes shut. Instead, after the plague had run its course and the city had just reopened, they decided to make a statement about the weakness of the Lady and her decadent city. In one night, Plaguers crucified nearly a hundred women all over Sigil, piercing their bodies with hundreds of rusting blades in a grim parody of the Lady of Pain. In mocking tones, they branded on each corpse: "SHE IS A PRISONER. SHE IS NOTHING. SHE WILL BE YOUR DEATH." None of the perpetrators were caught, though if they were Mazed this would stand to reason. As a strange afterthought, the dabus refused to acknowledge the existence of these corpses, or clean them up. The Dustmen wouldn't pick them up because of fear of the Lady, and all the other factions passed the buck. As a consequence, these bodies remained hanging for a long time, reminding each Sigillian of their unified hate. Eligibillity: The Plaguers are open to all races except the Planetouched (aasimar, genasi or tiefling), although planars are welcome. Any alignment is possible for members, though most tend toward Neutral Evil. Chaotics might have disagreements with the current severe orthodoxy in the Equillibrium, but they are not unheard of. Benefits: All members of the Equillibrium can recieve the benefits of a sanctuary spell once per day, reflecting their stated goal of leaving the universe alone to perfection. Curiously, due to the mutations the sect has undergone, many in the order lose this abillity. At high ranks Plaguers are rumored to be able to banish beings back to the plane of their origin. Restrictions: A Plaguer will not go into the Great Ring unless ordered to do so by a high-up, nor will a Plaguer kill any sentient Outer Plane native creature. This, in addition to the virulent hatred they endure, are restrictions enough.
© 1996 M. Daisey