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

Ah, Welcome back!

Welcome aboard! Huzzah!

Amis rose to her feet, bowling over her chair in the process. Stepping over to where the man's body had disappeared, smitten by surprise and apprehension, she wondered just what in the hells this man meant.

"He" could have been anyone. Could it have been the drow-lich, Quyvvis, that he had been ...

Amis felt a lump in her throat. The stranger’s name, she had learned, was Arrik, of Girru. Girru was the old name of the God, under the flag of the Dasarian nation, and was what he had been known as before Varana had come to lay claim to the continent; a name older than any empire or allegiance ...

Pencils by: Justin Daniels
Colors, and details: Ariela Baranov

Amis, in the silent solitude of her room in the corner of the Misty, had just finished her prayers to the Lord of Fire. With a bow, a quick gesture of faith, and a nod of gratitude, she rose, proud of herself and her purpose. It had been a tiring last few days, and the prospect of being tied to ...

Day had come and gone as quickly as it had arrived. Rel reached the peak of his duties on the skyward horizon, and fiery-orange swept over the plains and grass. A ball of fire across the sky washed over the sheer cliff that Amis had found herself walking exhaustingly upon, accented by the violet of ...

Congratulations, Mon!

Happy birthday to you, sir!

Embers drifted off of the campfire, dancing in the air to disappear like ghosts in the wind. The smell of cooked meats and wet grass mingled in the glow. Amis laid back amidst the warmth, relaxed.

The trail meat had been rather tasty, if not slightly burned. Amis was never an accomplished cook ...

Crickets, owls, and the dim light of candles filled the room in the Mistyvale Inn’s second floor. The smell of incense mixed lightly with the scent of wet grass from outside the open window. The stars were clear in the sky, dotting the canopy of blackness with shimmers of diamond points.

Amis ...

Very eloquently written, Mon.

A story with a concise plot, great flow and questions to answer. I'm looking forward to more from you!

Name: Amis Vou’Torelli Irisha
Age: 19
Race: Human (1/4 Elven)
Occupation: Mercenary

A wanderer from the age of fifteen, Amis Irisha has known few friends over the years. Her life has been one of cruel hardship.

Amis was an orphan of a battle between a small group of brigands and the outskirts ...

Guess I'm gonna have to jump on the bandwagon, as I, too, have stepped back out of the woodwork.

Hello, everyone.

Ash of Evil Dead is most certainly Chaotic Neutral!