[CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT] A Lesser God

[victorianflorist]

Hidden things! Things tied in intrigue and subterfuge! Shrouded and cloaked in unknowns and mystery, called secrets! We craft them, change them, share them, enshroud them in colors and crystal and hide them between pages unseen. We fold secrets within the lattice of quartz and hide them between the lines of a pining thought. Secrets are where we dwell, for it is so easy to hide secrets behind a veneer of brightness and color. We are the distraction that diverts attention, that draws the eyes and ears. We are on the stage of the world, keeping the audience's eyes upon us as the black clad fellows move the pieces behind us. Our games are long and arduous in detail. Our domain is Espionage, though most assume it is Secrets in themselves.