Here is what I am working on, though it is not finished.  I am intending to take a beamklave, though instead of being a magitech device, I'm going to fluff it up an infernal relic (cecelynian glass, malfean essence, etc)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Madder</div><div class="spoiler_body">Madder, the Ecstatic Architect<br/>Defiler Caste Green Sun Prince<br/><br/>Madder was born in the New City of Chiaroscuro to poor parents, who originally survived on just their father's pay as a laborer.  Her mother, though, fell into a life of crime to help make ends meet when a third mouth to feed was introduced to the family -- and what's more, her increased income meant that they could send Madder to school rather than putting her to work as well.  This was good for Madder; she was a clever and thoughtful child.  She was also incredibly bitter about how hard her parents had to struggle to feed the family and keep her in school.<br/><br/>Madder excelled in school; she was taken in by a patron who recognized her quick mind early on in her studies, and whisked away from her family who tearfully, but understandingly, allowed her to be taken to live in the Old City with the much wealthier portion of the population.  Madder was thankful for the opportunity, and took advantage of the situation to the best of her ability, but the seed of bitterness in her heart grew while she was surrounded by the poor.  It was while Madder was away from her parents, living in a dormitory that was luxurious in comparison to her parent's place, that her mother died.  She didn't learn that -- or even hear from her father -- for years.<br/><br/>Madder's late teenage years were marked by a shift from passive consumption of all of the knowledge and tutelage placed before her toward activist practices toward changing the social makeup of Chiaroscuro: she wanted to see the rich deposed, the poor empowered, and the government to make this happen.  She made traction, too, and had numerous followers and believers.  Her contacts and allies included idealists among the rich, and the angry poor; they included lawmen who wanted to see justice for everyone, and criminals who would side with anyone if it meant a profit.<br/><br/>Her movement lost its momentum almost as quickly as it had begun.  Madder's most trusted associates were dying, most of them murdered in their own homes, some of them executed on trumped charges -- to protect the interests of Delzahn nobles and the Guild's interests, likely, those who benefited on the labor of the poor.  Madder feared for her life, and instead of facing the threats and leading her growing mob toward a socialized state with unified equality for all, she went into hiding.  Her followers' will was crushed; they became convinced that there was no hope for the poor of the New City beyond the meager lives they had already made for themselves.<br/><br/>It was in her hiding place, surrounded by those criminals that Madder trusted most, that a thing (as that is the best Madder could make of it) came to her, materializing neatly beside her bed.  It wore a black robe that hid its features perfectly, save for a pale blue glow that emanated from within its hood.  "Your efforts need not be in vain," it said, speaking in a voice like grinding stone.  "Your failure is not yet complete.  Chiaroscuro will see yet the error of their ways, guided by your hand.  You need only come with me."<br/><br/>And Madder did.</div></div><br/>probably can link in neatly with Guild-related concerns, because rich people hate poor people who try to take their money.  Also I will add more about her exaltation and etc when it's not 5 AM.