One of the few gangs to regularly trade with others is a gaggle of
misfits who left other gangs and found each other. One of their number
is a precociously curious young alchemist nicknamed
Blooming Chaos (CN nonbinary fleshwarp
experimenter). Theorizing that the chaotic and
broken wellspring magic of the Wastes could be
collected and used in a variety of applications,
they often struck out alone from the group only
to return battered, sometimes mutated, and grinning
widely. They returned from one such trip carrying vials
filled with a swirling and amorphous mass that would
explode when shattered, releasing an unpredictable form of
elemental magic that functioned even when all other magic
would not. Blooming Chaos eagerly taught the techniques for
creating these vials to any who would learn, especially those
who managed not to recoil from the idea of harvesting from
mana whorls, storms, and pitchers. For a short time, the small gang ruled
the Wastes like no others could, but that hold was tenuous at best and
quickly crumbled when Alemayehu challenged the smaller gang.
Still, these volatile creations intrigued others in the Wastes, and numerous
groups began to make truces, temporary and otherwise, in order to gain these
invaluable weapons. As Blooming Chaos’s former students started fulfilling
orders, Blooming Chaos themself immediately turned their attentions to their
next great innovation. Their gang, marked by their bright, garish clothing
and often multiple mutations, is largely accepted by most residents in the
Wastes. The most glaring omission from that list is the Sixfold Repentance,
whose members oppose gathering condensed mana. Their research found
that this practice rips and tears at the already fragile network of magic in
the area and changes the energies to a state that cannot be properly and fully
reabsorbed on use.
