Your name is TYCHIS LUCAST, and you QUESTION EVERYTHING. Ever since you were small, you have been DANGEROUSLY CURIOUS. You are much more literarily inclined than other members of your CASTE, and thus are regarded as a bit WEIRD. You are constantly in search of INFORMATION, especially information that is NOT WIDELY KNOWN. Due to this, you are an AVID COLLECTOR of any and every BOOK you can get your hands on, from BIOLOGICAL TEXTS ON LUSII to SHITTY ROMANCE NOVELS to [REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED]. One of the things you are most interested in is LINGUISTICS, and you will talk about it to ANYONE WHO WILL LISTEN. You tend to attract INTERESTING AND FORTUNATE COINCIDENCES, which you chalk up to plain old LUCK. Which is interesting, considering that LUCK CHARMS always seem to backfire on you. It doesn’t really bother you though. You just take it as a sign that you don’t need them. In fact, aside from your books, you have VERY FEW UNNECESSARY POSSESSIONS. One notable exception is your ELABORATE RAPIER, which is a MUCH FANCIER WEAPON than someone of your caste would normally possess. Sometimes you idly fantasize about using it in a SWASHBUCKLING DUEL, and then realize that you’ve probably been reading too many VIOLETBLOOD DRAMAS. Despite what other trolls may think, you do partake in activities other than READING. You are an AMATEUR STARGAZER, and you love to lie outside and MAKE UP CONSTELLATIONS. You make your own SCALDING LEAF FLUID, and have a SMALL SIDE BUSINESS selling it to other trolls. You also enjoy WRITING POETRY and COMPOSING MUSIC ON YOUR HUSKTOP. You don't have many friends, but you treasure the ones you DO have. Your VERY BEST FRIEND happens to be a CERULEANBLOOD, which you concede is PRETTY ODD, considering your status as an OLIVEBLOOD. Said friend is the head of a UNDERGROUND MOVEMENT, which is so underground that YOU TWO are the ONLY OFFICIAL MEMBERS. The movement centers around making your friend the GRAND HIGH SUPREME MONARCH OF THE COSMOS, and YOU will be the GRAND HIGH SUPREME DEPUTY & SECRETARY TO THE CROWN. It is fair to say that, although you LOVE YOUR BEST FRIEND, you OFTEN WANT TO SLAP HIM. Your trolltag is anarchistCatechism and you speak in a way that betrays your ?ersistent, ¿ee?-rooted curiosity. What will you do?