The Sympath

Why love? I'll love for you.

Why hate? I'll hate for you.

Why feel? I'll feel for you.

Be still, feel me, feel you, feel us.

Little is known to date about this elusive and rare breed of Myre. They seem to appear and disappear throughout history. Always meddling with and provoking change.

What is known is that a Sympath is able to convey feelings of him or herself to others. They exchange feelings with others like one normally would exchange words and thoughts. It is their way of communicating. As well as their way of manipulating. For them, no feeling is private, as they can sense what another person is feeling as well as if he or she would have said it aloud. This works the other way around as well. Since they view nothing as private, they also don't worry about what they send to others. Which makes any encounter with a Sympath both unsettling and wondrous.

They keep away from society for the most part, which is a good thing as they are often confused for Reavers. A Sympath does not consume feelings or souls as a Reaver does though. He shares them.

Nothing is known of their origin. Not even rumors.

Of middle to high caste.

Alloy, can mix with other races.

Moderately dangerous, more unsettling than dangerous really.