The Reveler



The Reveler is a portrayal of The Fear of Addiction representing excess, frenzy, and losing yourself to addiction. A being of pure hedonism and instinct, he drives humans to indulge in ever-increasingly horrifying acts in order to corrupt them into losing their integrity and humanity in the all-consuming fires of gluttony, sex, violence and narcotics. He feeds off each soul lost to addiction; each shard of integrity and humanity that was charred into ash and dust by his touch.

In the The Path of Dread verse, he was originally formed in ancient Greece. The Reveler chewed his way through the intestinal core of society as he gained power and influence, feeding off the cancerous desires that he spawned in the minds of those he corrupted. What were originally tendrils of temptation, something as small as trying a light narcotic or a mild alcohol, became under his fingers torrents of unstoppable craving. After the invasion of Greece he moved to Rome, and from there settled among the citizens like a plague, slowly working his way through all levels of society, pulling them into the cesspit of filth that was his domain. By the time Rome was conquered he had already caused it to rot from the inside out like a discarded corpse, riddled with the remains of his cult. He rapidly became a Fear strong enough to imprint himself on the very heart of human nature, and his urging, lustful presence has whispered in their ears ever since.

He usually takes the form of a large satyr with burning red eyes, long red hair, and a bloody handprint masking his facial features, which is often used as a sign of his cult. In this form he smells strongly of alcohol and sweat, carrying a horn called the Cornucopia that overflows with whatever food or drink the bearer craves most. He is both attractive and repulsive; his gaze is incredibly hypnotic, yet the overpowering smell of excess permeating his features and the gangrene affecting the tips of his fingers and hooves are enough to keep most people at bay.

The Reveler's domain is the neverending and destructive orgy known as The Bacchanalia, and his Servants, those who have given themselves entirely to hedonism and primal urges, are called the Satyr.