I love this mod so much I am going to blatantly rip it off for my next D&D campaign (prob. a 4th ed one) and I love the unique and mysterious Balseraph most of all the races. I plan on creating my own history and backstory for them, but I was hoping to enlist y'all with some help in determining a few things. Bear in mind this is for my own amusement, so don't worry if it is "canon" or not. Perpentach: Is he truly "insane?" Is he just as likely to kill you as he is to hug you depending entriely on his mood, or does he always have some ulterior motive for the seemingly random things he does? Is he really evil, or does he simply have a moral code totally alien to what we percieve? Keelyn: Do her "puppets" have genuine affection for her, or is she just a tool they cultivated for their own use? I lean towards Giggles at least loving her in his own twisted and evil fashion. Loki: What is his origin, and what is his relationship to Perpentach and Keelyn? Would an aristocratic society or a guild based society make more sense? My original idea is that Balseraph society is caste based. With each tradiotional circus act having it's own place in a rigid social heirarchy. However, I see marriage and attachment being entirely irrelevant to the Balseraphs, so familial ties to a specific job or caste would be difficult to implement. Would you simply be the same caste as your mother since determing who a Balseraph's father is would be nigh impossible? Finally, how "evil" should the average Balseraph be? Are they twisted deviants who will stoop to just about anything for their own gain, much like the Drow in D&D? Or are they simply artists and performers trying to get by as best they can in their clown king's madhouse? I think Perpentach's inner circle at least should be disgustingly debauched anyway. I see Balseraph society as the kind you find morally repugnant until you find yourself there. Then you try the wine. . . then you taste the food. . . then you enjoy a show. . .then you hear the music. . .then you dance and revel until delerium. . . then you dance with someone else. . . then they lead you someplace dark that smells of incense and opium. Sooner or later, you become addicted to your own pleasure until you cannot get enough. Even the most pious priest of Junil has their breaking point.