"I speak only with the Chaos tongue, a speech which you known nothing, mortal."
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Augur is a male Varani who claims to have been given a divine vision by Telogrus that inspired him to proclaim himself a Prophet of the God of Chaos and travel east to the land of Mithros to preach the word of the Chaos freedom to all who would listen. Very little is known about Augur and his past. Despite the suspicions of some that he’s a crook and a charlatan, Augur is a popular figure among Revival’s settlers. He and his followers enjoy a level of prestige and political influence that rivals that of Mayor Flanagan and Amaldor Drystan Rydder. This influence, together with the contentious nature his fellow Chaos cultists and rising tensions due to a series of disturbing recent, has soured relations with the Warsworn and led to the current tense and uneasy truce in the camp. Though they worship the same God and seek similar goals, Augur and his cult of Chaos worshippers are not officially affiliated with or members of The Preordained. They are instead regarded as a separate organization.
“We are puppets, all of us, dangling from the threads of Fate. And we will never be free until we sever those bonds and forge our own destinies. This is the promise of Telogrus. True freedom. Fates of our own choosing. Do not be afraid. Sometimes the path to true understanding is marked with suffering and tragedy. But in the end, our lives will be our own. Our futures will be our own. But to reach this freedom, we must entrust our souls to Telogrus.”
“I’m a bit of a follower … Came to Mithros with Augur and his flock of loons. They’re intense, those Chaos folks. But something about their overconfidence appeals to me.”
“He is somewhere here in Mithros, the self-proclaimed prophet of a Chaos cult. But he’s mostly a cad. A pig. He had a vision where the God of Chaos told him to take many wives. Once I heard that, I made tracks.”
“If you watch him close enough you’ll see him slip up. It’s all an act, I tell you. He’s acting the part, playing on people’s fears. He and the Warsworn have a tense relationship. I worry that one day that fragile truce will collapse. And then what? ”
— Dramil Frink, thoughts about Augur and his followers
“In any other situation, that guy would be locked up for madness. Or in a carnival somewhere. He’s slippery, though. You have to watch him closely. He holds a lot of sway in this camp.”
“Can you believe this guy? I’ve seen a lot of false prophets in my time, but this one’s in a class all his own. Calls himself Augur. He preaches freedom from Fate, devotion to Telogrus. As if Chaos will make any of our lives better. I have a feeling it’s an act. I’ve got a sense for these sorts of things.”
“Ever since he and his brood arrived in camp they’ve been stirring up trouble. Nothing criminal, but a hair’s breadth from it. What else can you expect from Chaos worshippers? They [see] themselves as resistance fighters, rebels against predestination. But I’m worried there’s more to it, at least with Augur and his deputies. They like having all this power.”
“Predictably, he won’t say much about his past. We did our best to run down some leads, but they turned up nothing. He preaches Chaos hope, but I think he’s a common crook under all that bluster. Most prophets usually are. The people here love him, though. He promises to cut them free from the hardship they’ve known all their lives. What’s not to like about that?”
“He took me in and gave me a job, something to live for. He’s more than just a man. He’s a leader, a seer. Telogrus uses the Prophet to warn us of the dark times ahead, and to bring those searching for freedom into the fold.”