MYO-6281: Diego

I dub thee Diego, a semi crooked Civil Servant from an office of hellish law officials. Despite your grim speech at times, you are still one of the ones with some integrity and a secret sense of hope among your peers. You're definitely not perfect. But in the very least, you resist pressure to lock some less harmful buns up for personal gain. You are also lil too lenient in some cases. Because your kind live such long lives, you believe that locking folks up indefinitely is simply impractical. So your wish is for the true chaos gremlins of society to get chances to figure out how to function and indulge themselves without destroying everyone and thing around them. You don't care so much if they get off on violence and theft. You just don't like when it gets so out of hand that it interferes with the free indulgences of the greater the population.

When you proposed a criminal life coaching and pseudo-reformation project a few years back, your bosses laughed you out of their office. And you've angrilly kept your head down for a while in order to keep you position and continue helping whatever people you could within your power. Doing something felt better than surrendering and doing nothing.

You were surprised later, when you were assigned to be the handler of one particularly destructive criminal, Raz, whose antics had actually gotten his previous two handlers killed. This wasn't quite the revolutionary project you had been hoping for. But it was a step in the right direction. That, and if your superiors thought this was a good way to get rid of you, you wouldn't let them have their way.

You've made contact with Raz a number of times since then, survived your encounters, and even managed to build a sort of rapport with him that seems to have improved your situation. The faceless clients who sponsor Raz have recognized your skills and prefer to communicate with you directly instead of the superiors whose palms they grease. So while you may have been denied that shiny promotion, you suddenly find yourself in a sort of position of power as you control the extra lining of your higher-ups pockets. You kinda hate the office politics. But if puppeteering people through their purse strings is what it takes to do some good around the burrows, you'll do what you have to.