OoC @Weizoth: I sense brutality. This pleases me.
"Yep. How to put it... My loving family pretty much owns the country, no one knows this of course. There are two types of Chimera they make, the first being a hodge-podge of various animals, which are used as guard dogs at the entrance to the undergorund liar. And the second would be whatever beast transmuted onto a human. These are the ones used by the military, as they're generally more capable then a human would normally be. Some folk don't really like being a science project of course. These are imprisoned, to be used in the creation of a Philosopher's Stone." Greed explained casually, drinking the remains of the bourbon afterwards. Putting his glass down, he said, "As for why I left, well, when it comes to my family, there's one thing you don't do if you like not dying, that being not following orders. I didn't really feel like doing what they told me, and neither did I feel like dying, so I left. And I don't regret a thing."
