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

"Fools.

"They do not know why we fight...why no earthly force can hinder us, and why we defy the unearthly that might. I wonder how many ignorant among them still believe their dictator-god has earned his place rightfully? A scoundrel at the behest of a greater scoundrel, that is truly why! That is ...

Again, the rooster sounds to tragedy. In the misty morn, a humble man happens upon a harrowing. The unofficial warden of Cear's countryside, Oriana, ventures through the forest between the city and her precious wildlife. Suddenly, with mortal fright, she comes to a halt. As she holds out a hand ...

Sparks fall to the floor, dancing in the nigh-dark. A blade is pressed to the grindstone, sending an ethereal shower spitting into the dank air. Focused eyes look down upon the brand and the wheel, swimming with faith and fire. They are the eyes of a zealot, the eyes of a killer, the eyes of a ...

In secret, a self-righteous warrior kneels before the wall to make peace with what he has done.

"Fiery Father, I beg repentance for my acts, righteous though they may be. Even if for the cleansing of this land, I have killed a man--slain him on a peaceful walk between villages. I cut him down with ...

Dawn breaks evenly upon the rolling hills north of Cear, in this golden year of Marcus IV, 633. The sun winks from the rosy horizon, revealing a grotesque sight upon one of the innocent trees that pock the countryside. A corpse in holy man's robes, dangling from a noose. One of the city patrols sees ...