Faction Colors and Alliances

Faction Colors: 

New Orders and Standing color chart as dictated by our new and illustrious leader, Demi. For all intents and purposes, this list presents the varied factions ,and symbols of our leadership at Sanctuary.

Black: War
White: Peace/Peaceful
Red: Bloodshed
Gray: Neutral
Purple: Royalty
Blue: Peacemaker
 
Wear these colors at your discretion, and invite only the behavior that you wish to inflict on your friends and enemies at the appropriate times. The phrase "Eyes are watching" is quite literal at times here in Sanctuary. 

Alliances: 

Roses: Lilith
Smiling Skull: Demi
Book of Fairy Tales/Book :Grimm
Spades: Jack
Joke Card: Sabine 

If you're wearing any of these, you'd better be prepared to show it. the factions, while not competitive in any way, represent the support we here at Sanctuary have for our leaders.

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