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

Meanwhile elsewhere in the Church ...

This halfling throws out her chest in a obvious display of bravado. "I understand there would be no great loss to me to break your neck and take your weapons. The price in blood for my capture needs to be paid and I would all too lappily start with that ...

Mumbled curses and threats issue forth from the bag but the halfling quits strugglng. She decides that she needs to save her strength until her captor's or rescuer's intentions can be decerned. Sgaina does not have a problem acknowlesging her lack in the ways of strategy. That is the forte' of her ...

The halfling female dreams after her self inflicted concussion against the bars of her cell. The other one she dreams of is so unlike her in all but stature that there appears no reason the two should ever meet. “You silly butterfly! Why did you not take him when I had him distracted? I mean for ...

The monotone voice of the halfling seems haunted as finally she speaks. She seems almost glad to relieve her soul of a burden she has carried for some time.

“The Kalem Brotherhood members are children arguing over turf even among them. You consider all outside Lochwar to be heretics so in your ...

The halfling knows all too well what is to happen next. The invasion of her body and mind so recently committed is to be reenacted once more. She steels her mind and grasps the bars before her. The movement was rapid and seemed to be unexpected by the priest but the elf had obviously known it was ...

The halfling responds with only a finger raised toward the heavens as the back of her had faces the elf. The look in her eyes coupled with the gesture leave no doubt as to her thoughts on the matter. Do your worst.

The halfling’s reaction to the newcomer is immediate and sincere. She begins a series of rapid hand gestures, some rather rude and others, unclear in their meaning.

(points to Minuvas then waves her hands over her head and taps her skull lightly as if in question or conveying thought)

(points at ...

The halfling stood with conviction, shaking away the wood chips from the broken chest and the golden light that shattered it. She was a sight, covered with fresh blood and scars across her face, some seemed to be as old as she and some were obviously earned during her capture. Her countenance was ...

The story continues - Night Terrors

Shamshir stood barefooted and clothed only in her chemise in the cold darkness. The chill of the dead of night did not trouble her in the least. She was warmed by the anticipation on a longing to be finally fulfilled. She had stood practically motionless ...

A small child darted out of the temple to Lochwar almost unnoticed among the older students and priests that had been studying the ancient tomes held in its library. The shouts of alarm distracted most as bucket teams assembled to draw water from the well. Great clouds of smoke billowed from the ...

That is indeed a good question. I play a rogue, and I rarely use pickpocket. Usually I only use it on my partner, just for pracitce and some funny RP. I have used it once on someone else we ran across in the goblin caves and some hilarious RP ensued, mainly because I had stolen a quest item which I ...

I always remember to put away my axe when I walk into Town, and it frustrates me to see someone with blatant disregard for the rules. I can remember to do it, and I am half drunk on cana lager and still a little stunned from beating up Shamans, so everyone should have to comply.

Warn them once or ...

The two small figures stood over the dead farmer just outside a nameless tavern that served the nameless village. The place was not even a smudge on the merchant travelers’ maps, just an inn for a night’s rest and ale. The halflings seemed out of their element here. The various current interests in ...