Vander got sick and wandered north in his delirium, eventually surfacing in the Shroud. He doesn’t know how to get home, and he can only guess at where it is on a map. Given how bad the voidsent incursions were getting thirty years ago, he’s not even sure if it’s still standing now. (3/3)

Ghosts in that city were as much a part of daily life as the living, where people could consult with ancestors many generations past. They were also deeply misotheistic, believing the gods responsible for the Calamities that kept cutting the legs from under mortals as they grew too strong. (2/3)

And he’s a super lightweight.

This is why no one should fight Jaaster when he’s drunk. Muscle memory is sharp as ever, but he can’t pull his punches like he should, and he’ll feel horrible about it the next day.

Vander has no hopes or goals bigger than himself or his immediate circle. He will do the right thing for selfish, petty reasons, and he has endless loads of shit to give “do-gooders” like the Scions. He will find the holes in your faves, and he will point them out relentlessly. Deeply problematic.

One bit is he was added to punish fans who shipped Zero after he kills her. No, he just hates voidsent.

Merlwyb stans would despise him since he’d work in cracks at her every chance he got (assuming he couldn’t kill her, too).

He’s an older man with baggage, and he takes everything personally.

Perfection

Beyond just how pointless it is to let someone follow what they can’t see, I just want to know how they did that on a mechanical level.

Well, now I want to play Minecraft as a chicken

All of those ventures are carried out under assumed names, operated by well-paid lieutenants that know just enough about him to know that crossing him will be the last thing they ever do.

Jaaster’s a fair bit easier to love, but he doesn’t think so. He’s exceptionally self-critical and hyperaware of his flaws, especially when left to his own devices. He’s higher-maintenance than you’d think.