As far as Cults go, Partaevian is the worst of the worst, and when it came to how I viewed them, it wasn't for normal reasons.
Sure, they committed numerous atrocities over the years: kidnapping, murder, assassination, you name it, they've done it. Still, since I had a habit of doing those very same things…regularly, they weren't a dissuasive matter for me.
Instead, it was the WAY they went about things. The leader of the cult, A High Ranker named Draven Faircloth, was hyper-intelligent and a master manipulator.
At some point, he stumbled upon a blueprint for creating life, a Homunculus if you will, and the crazy bastard decided that instead of making an army, he would instead manufacture these creatures in the form of jewelry that would then be attached to certain limbs or body parts to indicate the members status in the cult's hierarchy.
