ArchFiend
ArchFiend
The Rebellious One, Black, Vivid Red, infernal silver.
Source: FaerunColors Mod Rarity: Very Rare Category: Community Requests
THE LORE
The ArchFiend is rebellion incarnate, the devil who said no to the hierarchy and paid for it with damnation. Zariel, Graz'zt, even Asmodeus himself have felt the sting of this one's refusal to submit. The ArchFiend doesn't want to rule the hells. It wants to burn them. It offers power to those willing to burn alongside it, to find liberation in destruction, to become something untamed and terrifying.
THE PALETTE
Black cloth is absolute and uncompromising. Vivid red screams through secondary layers like arterial spray. Silver is minimized and corrupted, tainted by shadow. Metal is bare iron and ash, weapons stripped of ornament. Gold appears only as tarnish. The palette is a scream rendered in fiber.
THE CHRONICLE
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The contract burned in her hand, and she didn't flinch as the flesh reddened. The ArchFiend's voice came not from outside but from within, every syllable rising from desires she'd kept buried for years. Rebellion. Destruction. The shattering of every chain that had been wrapped around her since childhood. Power, yes, but power as a weapon, not as a crown. The devil across from her smiled, and its teeth were filed to points. It made no promises except that she would burn, and that in burning, she would become something the world would regret having created. She signed in blood. The ArchFiend's laughter rattled the foundations of the room, and something inside her that had been small and afraid began to grow large and terrible and finally, finally hers in a way nothing had ever been before...

...The contract burned in her hand, and she didn't flinch as the flesh reddened. The ArchFiend's voice came not from outside but from within, every syllable rising from desires she'd kept buried for years. Rebellion. Destruction. The shattering of every chain that had been wrapped around her since childhood. Power, yes, but power as a weapon, not as a crown. The devil across from her smiled, and its teeth were filed to points. It made no promises except that she would burn, and that in burning, she would become something the world would regret having created.

She signed in blood. The ArchFiend's laughter rattled the foundations of the room, and something inside her that had been small and afraid began to grow large and terrible and finally, finally hers in a way nothing had ever been before...

Color Zones

Cloth
Primary #272727
Secondary #592222
Tertiary #4f3917
Leather
Primary #2a0a0a
Secondary #6d000a
Tertiary #000000
Metal
Primary #542929
Secondary #383838
Tertiary #7d6246
Accents
Accent #845d00
Custom 1 #7f6344
Custom 2 #755200
Other
Color 01 #272727
Color 02 #5a2121
Color 03 #4f3917

Where to Find

Part of the Community Requests collection from the FaerunColors mod.

Camp Chest Your Camp Act I
Nautiloid Chest Nautiloid Act I
Arron Emerald Grove Act I
Grat Goblin Camp Act I
Blurg Underdark Act I
Talli Last Light Inn Act II
Lann Tarv Moonrise Towers Act II
Zara the Mummy Circus of the Last Days Act III