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<t>Baravar had slipped back into the forest after the priest, knowing that while the others would have little trouble with this incident, in the end, it might not be a bad idea to stick around, even if he was out of sight. Let the townsfolk think him a phantom. Let the other Drow think him a phantom...

<t>((First, I'm just interested in what people around here think. I'm not after starting a flame war..Let's try to be civil. I have every confidence in the community at large...Just saying in advance...)<br/> <br/> I have spent much time of late ruminating on the nature of religion and Faith. Not fo...

"If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the Universe."~Dr. Carl Sagan

<t>Yeah. That's some good stuff. Bought it back about Christmastime when I heard it playing over the PA at the local Barnes & Noble. It's good to see that she's willing to make her fans wait for the good stuff, rather than settling and not giving us stellar effort. That's one of the best things,...

<t>Baravar sighs within his helm at the thankfully stunned population of the village. Zazzt had come very close to ending things badly, but thankfully, between the welcome efforts of the Tyrian Priest and Nedylene's group, it did not seem that things were going to get out of hand after all. He takes...

<t>((Chaos, panic, and disorder...My work here is done...))<br/> <br/> Baravar watches in slightly stunned silence as the village erupts into a blind panic. It hadn't quite been his intention, but it would serve, he supposed. Not that he had a great deal of choice in the matter at this point. The im...

<t>The crack of the thunder from the stroke of lightning was hard to miss, and the fact that the temple full of rowdy, drunken murders didn't run out of the temple to see what was going on was just a testament to their collective level of inebriation. Baravar heard the sound easily, knowing that it ...

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<t>The Ranger passed the burned grove by, his small, flapping companion providing him all that he needed to know about the grisly scene and those who remained there. The dragon had also noted the trail, though it was hard to miss. Instead of joining the nobles in the clearing, the Ranger skirts it '...

<t>The demon's flap comes not a breath too soon, as he barely escapes the lightning reflexes of the Ranger. The small dragon had found him quickly with the strength of the scent, and as it had quickly zeroed-in, the Ranger's hand had shot outward toward the hidden presence. The single flap had taken...

<t>He had left the tavern in the silence of the rest of the evening, using the arrival of the one called Zazzt to make a discrete exit from the inn. The Ranger was often content to linger in such places, but he had had one battle already that day, farcical though it had been with the trio of drunkar...

<t>((I must apologise as well. Shit went nuts over the summer and I'm only just now digging my way out of the shells. It's been bad stuff. Changing jobs, losing cars, pets...Blehehe...Sorry for the long absence.))<br/> <br/> Illorya blinks a little, looking at Baravar to see if he had heard what she...

<t>((Hey, thought I'd add another pair of wild cards to the mix.))<br/> <br/> At the far side of the square two pairs of red eyes watch the battle with interest. One set belonged to a slender female dressed as a scout in the underdark around the borders of the City of Spiders. With her was another D...

<t>"Yes and yes." He shrugs a little bit, once again used to the inquisitiveness. Baravar holds out his hand, snapping his fingers. The pseudodragon flaps his way lazily across the common room to perch atop the extended fist.<br/> <br/> "Worship, though, is rather stronger than is proper." He looks ...

<t>Baravar smiles a little. At least this one was good exemplar of the philosophy. Many of those dedicated to the Lady of the Dance were a touch on the zealous side. He had little time for evanglists. None could truly serve two masters.<br/> <br/> "I called Baravar Imrathiln." He leaves off a great ...