#character tests

Relaxed-Avoidant (Dismissive): Individuals in this quadrant often take a dim view of others, preferring to keep their distance and guard against invasions of their autonomy and privacy. Relaxed-Avoidant personalities tend to have a strong belief that others are too different from them for truly intimate relations to be worthwhile. They may have a spouse and family, and even be solidly anchored in a stable network of friends and acquaintances, but at the end of the day, they tend to avoid entering into relations where emotional interdependence and intimacy are required. Unlike individuals who fall in the On Edge-Avoidant quadrant, Dismissive personalities tend to be quite content keeping their deepest feelings and views to themselves, and they often have a deeply-held belief that the opinions of others are mildly irrelevant or even second-rate. Consequently, many Dismissive types are often quite good at dissimulating, that is, appearing to share their innermost thoughts, while in reality, they are simply appeasing others without ever letting them come close.

         Independent and proud of it, these individuals can typically achieve remarkable feats of social manipulation and self-restraint, but on the downside, they may have trouble kicking bad habits (such as drinking or smoking) which they can enjoy in solitude and use to comfort themselves, independently of the company of others. They can frequently be unmotivated or lazy with regard to the duties that others expect of them, but on the other hand, they are often very original (since they are not hindered by concerns about having to conform to the expectations of the group). Finally, they also tend to be intelligent risk-takers, since they are at heart relaxed and cool under fire.

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Thanks for the tag @the-crimson-rose! And thanks for pointing out the flub!

"So you're technically nobility, right?"

 The question caught Dorian unawares and he grunted as the branch he'd been trying to avoid smacked into his shoulder. A quiet laugh drew his attention to the left, to where Quintas was watching him in amusement. The pair weren't far from Haven, having slipped into the neighboring woods about mid-morning. Dorian because he could only tolerate the herbalist for so long and Quintas for his own reasons.

 "Didn't I mention?"

 "You said a lot of words about a house and a scion, I think."

 "Well, there you have it."

 Quintas rolled his eyes, but his smile was good-natured. 

 "Do humans always need to come up with unique titles for everything?" he asked, musing, moving ahead again. No tree branches snagging on his clothing, Dorian noted with a scowl. 

 Then again, this was more Quintas's area of expertise. 

 "The titles do mean different things, you know."

 Quintas hummed. "The difference of who owns more than everyone else?"

 "…basically."

 "So how rich are you?"

 "My family is well off," Dorian replied, swatting at another branch. "Assuming I'm allowed back once this happy quest is settled, I suppose I'd be rich again. Why?"

 "Wondering if it's worth the bother of robbing you."

 "Hilarious."

 But the conversation didn't come from nowhere, Dorian knew. One thing he'd noted about the Herald was a tendency to come at certain subjects from an unexpected angle, a means of testing the waters. Recognizable enough, seeing as Dorian employed much the same tactic when his back was to the wall, politically speaking. Something had prompted this line of questioning; he just wasn't sure what. 

 "I'll tell Sera you're destitute, never fear."

 "Sera is planning on robbing me?"

 "Something about being unnecessarily haughty over breakfast this morning."

 "I was barely awake!"

 "Mm, still. I'd keep an eye on your breeches if I were you."