Dogberry's easy.
Virtue: Charity
Dogberry is a caretaker at heart. He often jokes about being a mother hen, and gives of himself and what he has constantly. When finding U'tara in the desert and giving her a meal and making sure she had shelter, or loaning countless people money, or obsessing over the well-being of his crew and others, or babysitting a child left alone in the Quicksand, just as a few examples, Dogberry lives a life of charity and hospitality toward his fellow man.
Vice: Wrath
I often talk about how I based Dogberry on Captain Ahab, the very definition of a wrathful character. Dogberry feels that he has been wronged by the universe. The Calamity has shaken him to the core, and he projects these feelings on to two major icons in his life.
The first is Leviathan, who to Dogberry is a metaphor for all the things that went wrong for him. In fact, Dogberry has a very wrong account of what happened during his shipwreck. His memories of "Leviathan" sparing him are nothing more than a memory he manufactured to deal with his survivor's guilt. If anything, Dogberry should be after Bahamut, but Dogberry's mind doesn't work that way. Being killed by Bahamut, that's understandable. Being spared by Leviathan is the real disgrace, even if that isn't exactly what happened. All that matters is that he believes it, and he truly does. Of course, now that Dogberry has a legitimate greivance against Leviathan, his anger is overtaking him again.
The second is himself. Dogberry's got a special brand of self-loathing. He isn't exactly suicidal, but he still doesn't care if he lives or dies. He's fatalistic about his own death. By his estimation, this is the way it should be for any person who takes up arms in battle. If you devote yourself to war, you have to accept that you are already dead. Even deeper than that, Dogberry is unhappy with many of the choices in his life and feels that he is unworthy of things like happiness and real love. Lately his self-image is picking up due to several of his friends, but deep down, Dogberry is perfectly willing to hurl himself at dangerous beasts and enemies, primal after primal, time and time again, and secretly hoping that maybe this will be the one that finally kills him.
His vice could easily be mistaken for gluttony or lust, but these are coping mechanisms for Dogberry's self-loathing. His alcohol and drugs keep him from thinking about it, and his womanizing stems from a constant need for validation.
Virtue: Charity
Dogberry is a caretaker at heart. He often jokes about being a mother hen, and gives of himself and what he has constantly. When finding U'tara in the desert and giving her a meal and making sure she had shelter, or loaning countless people money, or obsessing over the well-being of his crew and others, or babysitting a child left alone in the Quicksand, just as a few examples, Dogberry lives a life of charity and hospitality toward his fellow man.
Vice: Wrath
I often talk about how I based Dogberry on Captain Ahab, the very definition of a wrathful character. Dogberry feels that he has been wronged by the universe. The Calamity has shaken him to the core, and he projects these feelings on to two major icons in his life.
The first is Leviathan, who to Dogberry is a metaphor for all the things that went wrong for him. In fact, Dogberry has a very wrong account of what happened during his shipwreck. His memories of "Leviathan" sparing him are nothing more than a memory he manufactured to deal with his survivor's guilt. If anything, Dogberry should be after Bahamut, but Dogberry's mind doesn't work that way. Being killed by Bahamut, that's understandable. Being spared by Leviathan is the real disgrace, even if that isn't exactly what happened. All that matters is that he believes it, and he truly does. Of course, now that Dogberry has a legitimate greivance against Leviathan, his anger is overtaking him again.
The second is himself. Dogberry's got a special brand of self-loathing. He isn't exactly suicidal, but he still doesn't care if he lives or dies. He's fatalistic about his own death. By his estimation, this is the way it should be for any person who takes up arms in battle. If you devote yourself to war, you have to accept that you are already dead. Even deeper than that, Dogberry is unhappy with many of the choices in his life and feels that he is unworthy of things like happiness and real love. Lately his self-image is picking up due to several of his friends, but deep down, Dogberry is perfectly willing to hurl himself at dangerous beasts and enemies, primal after primal, time and time again, and secretly hoping that maybe this will be the one that finally kills him.
His vice could easily be mistaken for gluttony or lust, but these are coping mechanisms for Dogberry's self-loathing. His alcohol and drugs keep him from thinking about it, and his womanizing stems from a constant need for validation.
No Gods and Precious Few Heroes