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

Stalkinghorse reads the flyer and laughs, and so they slash their own wrists, offering themselves in sacrifice to their true master. It shall not be long before his armies subsume these lands.

Collector,

My agent in the North informs me of the arrival of competitors in our fair haven of Cear. They made landing at Lancon a fortnight ago and have made their way down through the quarantine zone in secret. For reasons unknown they have chosen to eschew putting into port here.

I know not ...

Stalkinghorse emerged from the Gaol with a smile on his face, a spring in his step. They had questioned him for brief moments before their minds grew soft and suddenly wandered off, as if they'd forgotten why he was there in the first place. It was the nature of his power, to move openly, but ...

It is ever within the grim grinding gears of government, hidden beyond the veil of the public's mindless trust, in which one may uncover creatures of the basest turpitude. Blackmail, embezzlement, extortion, fraud, bribery, these are great virtues of the Empire's petty apparatchiks, opening doors ...