Dasaria II - A NWN2 Roleplay and Story-driven Persistent World

Father Willis stood at the threshold to the Temple with his arms folded in his robes glancing about the crossroads. Despite the warmth and comfort the tea had brought him, his face darkened. The information he had hoped to glean from Master Roggins had eluded him. Certainly he would find what he was ...

Nodding to Minuvas as he headed out of the Mistyvale, Father Willis returns to drinking his tea, peacefully in the corner of the bar. He closes his eyes and calmly breathes in the scent of spices emanating from the tea. It had been quite some time since he'd enjoyed such a civilized commodity, and ...

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Father Willis takes a peek into the Mistyvale from the door, and then walks in slowly in his simple priestly robe. It had been quite sometime since he had frequented an establishment such as this one, but he had good reason.

Approaching the bar, he nodded to Roggins and quietly ordered a hot ...

Glancing about the pews of the Temple, Father Willis walked slowly. His gaze took in the faces of the flock in detail as he paced the the aisle way. As was his tendency in the missions in the lands of the Telkhmar, he toiled at great lengths to be familiar with the names and needs of those who would ...