The Fated are possibly one of the most distrusted groups in the multiverse. Their leader was
responsible for the calamity of the Faction War, and everyone knows it. Although the members of the Fated weren‘t aware of their factol‘s true ambitions at the time, they were wise to scarper out of Sigil when they did. Now, they make their way the best they can in the planes of the Great Ring, and they find it just as unforgiving as any cold-blooded Taker.

See, the Fated don‘t believe in pity. They recognize the multiverse is a tough place, but they say everyone‘s the master of their own destiny, and there‘s no one else to blame. Everyone has the potential to make it big, but only those who are really work for it are going to get anywhere. The multiverse belongs to those who can hold it, and if you fail along the way, it‘s because you weren‘t trying hard enough.

Philosophy: Everyone‘s responsible for themselves. For good or bad, you carve out your own fate.
Nicknames: Survivors, Takers, the Heartless.
Headquarters: Ysgard.
Majority Races: Bariaurs, dwarves, halflings, humans, tieflings.
Majority Classes: Barbarians, rangers, rogues.
Factol: Aram Oakwright (CN male dwarf Ftr 6 Fated)
Prominent Members: Rayl Whitespoon (CN female githzerai Ftr4/Wiz6 Fated), Brigitte Gunnarsmoon
(CN female frost giant Expert4 Fated), Shorash Ambergrove (LN male aasimar Rog16 Fated)
Alignment: Any except lawful good.
Symbol: A hand gripping a golden walking stick against a purple background. It has been adopted to highlight the faction‘s change of emphasis, but detractors claim the stick‘s actually a cudgel.

The Fated believe that the multiverse and everything in it is up for grabs. Those who are strong
enough to hold on to something deserve it. This covers everything from material wealth, to land, to the abstract ideals that make up the multiverse. A body needs to pull himself up by his own strength in the end, and if they fall, it‘s no one‘s fault but his own. Luck, chance, fate, those are all shams. A true Fated grabs the woven threads of the Norns, and snaps em in twain. Then he moves on, and does what he needs to do to make the future he wants. Sure, there‘s all sorts of names thrown at the Fated, like heartless and cold-blooded. Just the squalling of babes, who are too weak to stand on their own two feet. Instead of doing something about it, they try to bring down the successful with words like knives. Well, the Fated have a nice, thick skin.

And truth is, those poor fools have got it all wrong. The Fated aren‘t petty thieves and thugs (at least not for the most part). They‘re individuals first and foremost. Most are the fair-minded, upstanding sort. Being a Taker doesn‘t mean grabbing everything in sight, and it doesn‘t mean you can‘t give someone a fair shake. But when you want something, you make it yours with everything you can muster. All but the dimmest realize not everything can be won by force. But even finding love and happiness takes force of will, an inner strength that too many lack.

Never show weakness or softness. Never be a coward. It‘s courage to stand up for what you want and what you believe that‘ll get you places. Anytime you see someone in the gutter, just remember whose fault that is. Any self-respecting body wouldn‘t wallow about in the mud there, asking for handouts. A body has to be self-sufficient. ‗Cause when it comes down to it, there‘s no one else looking out for you. The only one with your best interests at heart is your own self

Adapted from the Planescape Campaign Setting on Planewalker.com Pathfinder converison by Loki