1. Organizations

Reforged

The Reforged movement is more of a philosophy than a religion. It does not posit a warforged god, but it does share with the Becoming God a belief in the living soul. Rather than building or improving on that soul, though, they prefer to embrace the living part of their nature.

The Reforged eschew mechanical enhancement. Instead, they seek to become as much like natural beings as possible, experiencing all of life more intensely than many born to flesh. Pious humanoids—or those simply given to prejudice—resent the Reforged, seeing them as foolish poseurs who have no business pretending to be “real people.”

The Reforged honor Hatchet as the first of their kind. This philosopher formulated simple rules for living that the Reforged continue to follow and preach. He taught others in his philosophy, and they in turn spread the word. Hatchet himself no longer lives; a tragic misunderstanding resulted in his killing a human in selfdefense, and a human mob then tore him apart. Thus, the truth of his life has become obscured by hagiography after the fact. Hatchet has taken on semidivine status among the more fervent Reforged, as an inspired prophet or even an agent of a god.

Hatchet set forth a few simple precepts by which the Reforged live.

  1. I choose, therefore I live.
  2. The purpose of life is living.
  3. All living beings have the right to choose.
  4. Some choices demand punishment.

All Reforged take the Second Maxim deeply to heart, honoring Hatchet by living as intensely as possible.

Rites

The big occasion in the life of a Reforged is the “birthday,” the moment of entering the movement, and the annual commemorations of it that follow. A new Reforged adopts a male or female personality if it did not already have one, and obtains colorful clothing appropriate to the chosen gender and surrounding society. Some go so far as to celebrate at a tavern or restaurant, ordering a meal and at least going through the motions of consumption. This celebration is attended by other Reforged and sometimes fleshly friends and companions, if they are welcoming and open-minded about the warforged’s new existence. Annual celebrations then become much like human birthday parties, although as the Reforged discards more and more of its construct nature, additional commemorations might form part of the festivities.

Havens

A typical Reforged enclave is a haven of sensation, made for warforged exploring their living nature but filled with the best of the fleshly world. It is decorated in bright colors and filled with life of all kinds: lush flowers visited by myriad butterflies, singing birds in cages, jewel-like lizards basking on the walls, as well as domesticated household animals such as dogs, cats, rabbits, even snakes and turtles. Comfortable furniture with surfaces of various textures—rough, sharp, luxurious—abounds, all to provide a greater range of sensation. An enclave is also filled with works of art and literature, accompanied by music (provided by hired bards or even more advanced Reforged).

Although warforged have no need of food and drink, and indeed lack the sensory organs to enjoy them, the Reforged indulge in such pleasures nonetheless. Enclaves are stocked with a wide variety of foodstuffs, wines, teas, and the like. Some Reforged go so far as to purchase or craft magic items to gain an artificial sense of smell or taste, but most simply practice the unfamiliar motions of eating and drinking so as to fit in more comfortably at human gatherings, which so often involve such activities.

An enclave also includes a quiet space, often a garden or library, to allow uninterrupted meditation on the nature of life. The best location for an enclave is a former inn; if no such building is available for purchase, Reforged instead gather in rented facilities once a week or month. (Although some humans refuse to deal with warforged, most innkeepers are persuaded easily enough by coin.)