The Reveur are called many things- "degenerates," "artistes," "posers," and "hedonists" being but a few. The Reveur laugh heartily, turning the other cheek to such powerless words. The Reveur are quite often elegant and flamboyant, brilliant, ludicrous to name a few, each case depending on the mood of the individual at any given time. No matter the task, rest assured a Reveur does with passion. No matter his or her classification in life, rest assured the reveur is all that and more.

To the Reveur, eternal life is to be savored. Most reveurs were chosen for their status in mortal life, some were musicians, others poets, and many were applauded actors/actresses. And there are the scant few Reveur who have spent many centuries making an attempt to be thusly in the eternal life they have been given.

The Reveur, while passionate about high society, detest the tediusness of actually running things, they would rather sit back and let others do the work and then stand in the spot light to hear the congratulations of a job well done. Reveur know that their place is to captivate and inspire- through their witty speech, graceful deeds, and simple, scintillating existence.