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<t>Off by himself, Aramut sat, enjoying familiar and trusted company of his feral kin, nearly any jackal in the desert a guaranteed friend to him. These two would not compete with him for his meal, nor would he allow either to have to fight with each other, seeing to it both appetites are satisfied....

<t>I notice most of D&D's class types exist within DA, albeit many of them are specialized variations of either Fighter, Rogue, or Mage. It's the societies, history, and many beliefs of that realm that I think would be fun to try having a more free-form RP within, rather than sticking to canon c...

<t>Not to be terribly off-topic, but I have a wonder... or a few actually. The first is if any of you are familiar with the Dragon Age games. The second is, have any who are, noted an extremely long loading period after escaping the Deep Roads?<br/> <br/> Last question is, I wonder at the opinion of...

<t>Realizing the veiled threat, Silinrul thinks to comment, and in that thought also realizes the thought itself could be known as he thinks it, an all he is of course, but he has no intent of joining their ranks as his familiar meant to suggest, unless he has fewer blood relations alive, that would...

Well I think ya hit the target then. And looks like I might be sifting through the aftermath.

<t>A good place for Q&A? Very well, I am a bit stuck on making a decision on the matter. Silinrul, on one hand, being male as well, Szar'kai his training and education I might think will have been somewhat beyond the norm, and of course, unable to avoid the lectures or lessons about proving his ...

<t>Not at all unaware of the many looks received, particularly from his fellow desert dweller, Aramut could not resist chuckling to himself for having harbored any notion the Bedine would be so quick as to accept him, even IF one of his kinsmen had been brought back from an untimely death, and retur...

<t>Aramut had not gone very far, but as a cleric, as well a dweller in the desert wilderness, adept of making good use of the environment, he is in fact very nearby, and once the human cleric's camel moves off a bit, the sand it had stood upon rises up in a vaguely humanoid mass, and growing ever mo...

<t>Confusion is the first sense that comes from the gargoyle-like creature, confusion and then a mix of horror and curiosity. Words follow once more, ~This one and its twin may not harm the Dreamers. Since the first, we are mandated by one whom spoke our True Names, to guard the forbidden places of ...

<t>(You belittle yourself much too soon, and without even asking after me.)<br/> <br/> Away into the darker recesses of the temple, Aramut leads the human, and holding that given hand securely, leads him once more to pass between the planes of Shadow and Prime Material, traveling upon the very borde...

<t>"Braegan..." Silinrul begins, with a mere whisper, the glance shared between him and his imp, one of mutual surprise. It is for Iejir however to hold that expression still, whilst Silinrul composes himself, arching a brow and canting his head at the introduction, and then offer. To the latter he ...

I'm still about, and waiting for my next part.

<t>Curious, the beast in the tree cants its head, confused but for a moment, before picking out the intent of the questions, ~What would you have this one do? To harm the dreamer...~ the thought trails off, and attempts to impart some portion of knowledge, of unwritten laws that govern its existence...

Egads! It's a dragon!

Ummmmm... are you a good dragon, or a bad dragon?

<t>First priority for canid cleric, not being the lives of strangers, needed hear only one "No" and no less from a person of a people that has shown neither him nor his jackals any hospitality. With a dismissive wave the offered hand is retracted and lowered to grab the near death first victim of th...