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<t>Having thought the matter out rather more than I had on my initial reading, and now that I'm warmer again...(it was -25F here for most of the day. Brr...<br/> <br/> I'm inclined to agree with Malek. It doesn't really [i:3u5bd6it]need[/i:3u5bd6it] changing, and there's nothing wrong with surprises...

<t>I'm essentially content with this solution, then. Though I am inclined to ask for an edit, frankly. Not a thorough revision, but enough of an edit to make it fit better with the "don't call the blow striking" guideline. <br/> <br/> But I'll leave that up to the greater consensus, as it is not a b...

<t>Baravar replaces his weapon in its scabbard, slowly. He wanders back to his cooling pot of medicine, pulling a small metal flask off his belt. He kneels while the others chat with the Goddess. It wasn't really a thing he bothered much about, deities and faiths. He knew where his heart pointed him...

<t>Baravar only looks to the other male with a vague look of mild irritation, not replying verbally. In reality, Baravar had heard enough of the conversation he'd been watching to have a vague conception of what was happening.<br/> <br/> So the Ranger steps away from the interloper, breaking into a ...

<t>Baravar watched the other phase in from the material of the cavern floor. Showy, but maybe a little too showy, in the end. Typical, proud Drow behaviour, really. Baravar remains hidden, watching the exchanges.<br/> <br/> He finds himself struck with an unpleasant debate. He has the means, likely,...

<r>This really isn't a thing that I expected to be so extraordinarily difficult. Most of my other characters have got theme songs. Baravar didn't, I discovered as I was reading through this thread.<br/> <br/> So, after much deliberation...I give you my theme(s)<br/> <br/> [url=<URL url="http://www.y...

<t>((OOC: For now I'm just kinda following the plot as it unfolds...I don't know where it should go, or how far it should go...I'm not driving, as they say.))<br/> <br/> <br/> Baravar had knelt beside the fallen Priestess, and watches Vorrick with growing unease. This was growing more and more likel...

<t>The Ranger backs away from the priestess as Eilistraee takes over the process. He smiles wanly at Silke and nods a little. Baravar lifts the small dragon onto his shoulder as he rises and walks a little ways away. His medicinal tea now more-or-less done, but unneeded, Baravar sets the pot aside a...

Not much, really. I've done some texturing here-and-there, but mostly, I buy licenses for models and use them to make my visions come true.

<r>Thanks much!!<br/> <br/> This one I tried expanding the Drow into the Sci-Fi realm a little bit.<br/> <br/> [img:2j2xkuw6]<URL url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v681/truesilver/chessswordd.png"><LINK_TEXT text="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v681/ ... swordd.png">http://img.photobucket.co...

<t>Baravar nods his thanks to the Warlock as he catches the flask and waterskin with a deft, easy motion. The waterskin he sets beside his rapidly heating water. He opens the flask and sniffs, smiling a little as he smells the strength of the alcohol.<br/> <br/> He pulls a white cloth out of one of ...

<r>Here's a picture I've been working on for a while. I've got other projects going as well, and lots of finished work. I hope you folks enjoy it.<br/> <br/> [img:3se1i4kk]<URL url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v681/truesilver/defender.jpg"><LINK_TEXT text="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v68...

<t>Baravar watches in silence as the light flickers and fades. A moment or two later, a male clambers out and heads for the gates. The direction was likely to intersect with the direction taken by the Priestess a moment or two earlier. That would be bad, to put it mildly. The Ranger sighs and breaks...

<t>I was always a little bit uneasy about that little episode, honestly...I always thought that summoned entities winked out while in/exposed to anti-magic fields....Though it's possible the voidstone, being an object of magic itself, works in a slightly different manner. But then again, I thought v...

<t>Baravar tugs off one of his gauntlets as he kneels beside the fallen woman. He touches her forehead gently, checks her eyes and her pulse. She is feverish, and her pulse is rapid. The Ranger frowns a little bit and settles back on the balls of his feet, pondering. <br/> <br/> Baravar was taller t...