Everything decays. We're just here to help it along.
- Factol Pentar of the Doomguard
Born in the gate-town of Xaos on the Outlands some thirty-odd years ago, Pentar grew up in an environment steeped in chaos and destruction — which she embraced with arms open wide. Even as a child, she sought situations rife with danger and decay: as a teenager, she nearly lost her life reveling in a volcanic eruption.
In many ways, Pentar's the model of a perfect Sinker, preferring to let her long, raven tresses flow freely rather than tie them back, no matter how impractical. She's completely without fear in battle or any other hazardous situations. And that attracted the attention of the Doomlords, who early on imbued her with the power and responsibility of a champion of entropy. When the previous factol of the Doomguard met a glorious end in the midst of a slave uprising he himself had sparked, the Doomlords voted to appoint Pentar the new factol.
The decision's proven well founded. Pentar's been factol for over five years now, and she's always eager to perform her duties: she even sleeps garbed in battle gear, her swords and bow at the ready. Pentar also has an ancient dust blade, historically titled the blade of modron death, that's been handed down from one factol to the next. It was forged specifically to quell the Great March of the modrons. (Every 17 years, thousands of modrons set off from Mechanus and make a clockwise trip around the Outer Planes, though no scholar's yet found the dark of it.) So far, though, every factol who's tried to stop the march has failed — some've even died in the attempt.
Pentar's aware that many of her Sinkers disagree with her call for active, violent disorder. Fact is, she secretly delights in the growing seeds of rebellion, hoping to push the faction to the point where it'll display a little entropy of its own — perhaps by falling apart completely. Besides, the next Great March will take place in about a year's time, and she's busy training to be the first factol to stop that threat of order and regulation. As such, she's come to leave more of the day-to-day dealings at the Armory to her most sturdy blood, a tanar'ri named Ely Cromlich.
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