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Nubz Knows Chapter 12: Aligning With Character Alignment Part 7: Lawful Evil

This will be the seventh part in a nine part series where I get to interview characters of the various alignments in Dungeons and Dragons and Pathfinder.

This should give insight and illustrate the richness that can be found in each character alignment in an organic way.

To this end, I have chosen out nine NPC’s from campaigns I have written and went across the dimensional borders to speak to these characters face to face in their natural element.

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Stepping up to the outer doors of a grand estate, the sharp point of a soldier’s blade in my back expressing the message that retreat is not an option.

Feelings of trepidation and excitement mix and convulse within me. Gripping my heart as if in a tango stepping between desire to learn more and the constant nagging question of why I chose to continue my quest for interviews of character alignment into the realms of evil. Surely, knowing the facts as I do, one would think I would know to stay away… far far away.

Walking through rank after rank of soldiers, uniform in action almost to a mechanical degree, the army that rises on as far as I can see raises their swords in response to my passing, stomp their feet, before slamming them in practiced rhythm against their large shields. A haunting but accelerating dirge hammers out across the courtyard as if a heart beat calling for the life force within me.

No, it is calling to all heartbeats across the land and beyond. Bang-Bang-Clack… BANG-BANG-CLACK… A constant cacophony driving itself until it is all I can hear, my footsteps and pounding heart controlled by the militant cadence as I am marched up to the inner keep’s grand iron doors. The beat coming so fast as I await my fate outside what may very well be the black gates of hell that I feel I may die from my pulse racing to match it.

Suddenly, the thundering drumming stops, leaving the courtyard wanting of sound for only a moment before the great hall’s door creaks open with beckoning creak. Long gold trimmed dark purple drapes hang from the eaves as the only decoration upon the marble room’s walls.

The floor, similarly devoid of decoration if one ignored the rows of soldiers standing at attention, with a carpet that matches the drapes. That carpet leads as if a guiding beacon to the only furnishing within the hall, a grand throne of dark wrought iron. Upon that throne sits a man of pale skin and dark armor that does little to hide an impressive but noble build.

I am thrown to my knees before this man, this paragon of the alignment of lawful evil.

At once I recognize the man I was recently tried for assassinating. Now a member of the evil undead of some kind I cannot identify,  as I open my mouth to introduce myself and am greeted with a raised hand calling for silence. My voice, my very life force seems to drain from me as I feel dread grip my soul in a silent grip.

Lowering his hand, the one time prince speaks in a hollow bass voice, “I know who you are and what you have done Nubz. I am, or was, the Prince and the second coming of dusk.

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Your friend the elf had succeeded in killing the demon within me, but my body died as well. Having lost my soul to the demon, I could not stay dead and have learned the truth.”

Raising my head just enough to see the armored feet of the evil prince standing from his throne, I ask, “The truth?”

His red eyes flare with a light of their own, the Prince of darkness continues as if I had not asked a question, but answering it anyway, “The truth that life is a fallacy, and that the true way of this world is found within death. You see the truth is a gift, a gift I intend to give one and all. This world will continue without sickness, without end, and for all time with me as it’s leader.”

Gasping at the plans of this man who is descended from the purest of lines, “You are mad.”

Now, standing at the head of his army, I hear from the armies back to it’s front the cadence begin again, the prince of death commands all with his presence of lawful evil and a voice filled with dreadful command.

His army now responding to his voice in one powerful united voice. The shear autonomous potency of it filling me with a fear the like’s of which no dragon could match. With each rotation the cadence and volume increase until the walls of reality shake in fear.

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“We are not mad, who are we?”


“When the armies of good fall before us, who shall they curse?”


“When cities burn and their citizens learn the truth, who shall they thank?”


“When demons return and find the world changed, who shall teach them the truth?!”






Turning to face me, his eyes boring into me, feeling that cold evil seep into me, as he asks in a calm voice as his guards release me with a shove toward the door, “And when we find the lands of Re’Dar, who shall Nubz have warned them is coming?”




Turning and fleeing in terror, I run from the echoing chant and it’s foreboding evil promise. I run, I run until I cannot run anymore. I run searching desperately to find someone, anyone, to warn of the impending doom. To find someone that can role with it… because if I cannot find one, loyal Nerdarchy readers, we will surely learn this dark truth…

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Nigel “Nubz” Sanford

Nubz hails from the American Pacific Northwest where he has spent the last 24 years living the gamer life and running campaigns of all kinds. Through this he has managed to sate his acting bug and entertain many. Now a father, he wishes to pursue writing to leave a legacy in Nerd culture for his offspring to enjoy.

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