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Ia sa vedem daca surade ideea unui astfel de topic. In principiu trebuie sa incercati sa va "vrajiti" partenerul / partenera. Pt cei ce au jucat Baldur's Gate sau alte jocuri care contin romance stiu cam cum merge treaba. Ideea e sa va alegeti o rasa (absolut orice rasa) si sa va alegeti un partener pe care sa incercati sa-l impresionati. So...

Name: Daemian
Gender: Male
Race: Shapeshifter
Class: Assassin
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Deity: None
Weapon of chioce: manipulation of the mind with the aid of the shapeshifting ability

Description
The shapeshifter is quite a lonely person by nature, but only in his natural form. His unique ability allows him to get close to his target (be it for his own interest or for a paid hit) and to gain their trust.

~spawn: Daemian
It is noon
Daemian sees Nashana
Daemian looks carefully at Nashana: Nashana is a drow
Daemian rolls for "shift to drow" ability
Dice is to low
"Shift to drow" fails
Daemian rests for 8 hours
It is night
Daemian sees Nashana
Daemian rolls for "shift to drow" ability
Daemian shifts to drow
Daemian approaches Nashana

Daemian the "drow" speaks:
- How fare thee this night my dark mistress, Nashana? I bring thee an ofering of these 2 elvish slaves. May thou use them as thou pleaseth.  :possessed:

Name: himself
Nickname: (called by the people): Thy Kingbreaker
Gendre: Male
Race: Drow
Class: Blackguard
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Deity: Lolth
Weapon of Choise: Greataxe (named Widowmaker)



~Spawn: himself
himself looks around for a nice female...

Name: Nashana
Gender: female
Race: Drow
Deity:Lolth
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Weapon of Choise: Katana

Frome where  thou art male? From which house doth thou hail?
If you seek favor, know that a few puny slaves will not prove your worth even if they are of our hated cousins. If thou are a spy sent from a rival house, beware for I have no mercy and your death shall be an  example for anyone foolish enough to challenge my house. :possessed:

Pai hai sa vedem ce iese(e un fel de provocare pentru mine, sa vad pana unde pot s-o duc cu replici "interesante"-vedeti voi in ce sens :possessed:). So:

Name: RedDevil
Gender: female
Race: human
Class: Archmage(leader of the mage's guild -> guild members, beware!)
Alignment: lawful neutral
Deity: atheist
Weapons: the power of reason and word, short sword when absolutly necessary

The Archmage steps carefully with her spellbook in hand examining the enviroment with her cold look. On her face lies only one hard thought: "No one is stronger than myself". Her face suddenly looks somehow calmer, she's looking for something or someone interesting. In the next moment the same expression, hard as stone comes back on her face.

Era frumos daca am fi pus si niste background-uri :)

Name: Bogy
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Elf
Class: Archdruid (protector of a small village in the forest, near a big "civilized" town)
Alignment: True-Neutral
Deity:Meilikki
Weapons: My weapon is Nature itself and also my own body, when not fighting i carry an rowan staff....

The Archdruid is a solitary character, who doesn't like the company of people, humans espeacialy cause they harm Nature more than the other races. Regarding this he is protecting a small village of humans not far from a big town, trying to show them the right way of beeing in commune with nature. He is a formidable opponent againts any class or creature and even the mages don't bother him. Although he is part of Nature he feels that something is missing, something close. The human heritage is showing  it's desires. Maybe he will find that something and even he cannot predict such things....

Name : puke.nermu
Gender : Male
Race : Human
Class : Spell Breaker
Alignment : Lawful neutral
Deity : Atheist
Weapon : The power of will, words and mind

set spawn on
~spawn puke.nermu
puke.nermu looks around for a female, but there's no one there, except himself, doing the SAME thing ... :D

Basti: Redrake
Kaelaes: Tali
Vali: Aelael (Seldarine)
Var: Thondraes/Tandri (Shadaerolaes)
Eilondrael: Taros Kyr
Paeria: Solonor Thelandira
Shaedyl os Tyli: Jhylys eil/ais Jhylym

Eir eil vaeraelardi aer, Ai tal's shi shyraesaer shor si vys eiraes os si olaes valaer sai aelael sol ail vystalol ti. Ai'jh ber mael saes pym ol si shryader os si aes sai taer sy vys aeraes.

QuoteBasti: Redrake
Kaelaes: Tali
Vali: Aelael (Seldarine)
Var: Thondraes/Tandri (Shadaerolaes)
Eilondrael: Taros Kyr
Paeria: Solonor Thelandira
Shaedyl os Tyli: Jhylys eil/ais Jhylym

Eir eil vaeraelardi aer, Ai tal's shi shyraesaer shor si vys eiraes os si olaes valaer sai aelael sol ail vystalol ti. Ai'jh ber mael saes pym ol si shryader os si aes sai taer sy vys aeraes.

Ya, me too!

QuoteBasti: Redrake
Kaelaes: Tali
Vali: Aelael (Seldarine)
Var: Thondraes/Tandri (Shadaerolaes)
Eilondrael: Taros Kyr
Paeria: Solonor Thelandira
Shaedyl os Tyli: Jhylys eil/ais Jhylym

Eir eil vaeraelardi aer, Ai tal's shi shyraesaer shor si vys eiraes os si olaes valaer sai aelael sol ail vystalol ti. Ai'jh ber mael saes pym ol si shryader os si aes sai taer sy vys aeraes.

oameni obsedati :hmm:

Off-topic:
Uau, chiar nu-mi vine sa cred ca va place ideea! :cool: Cu ocazia asta mi-a editat primul post, asa ca feel free to check out my new description.
@Redrake
Hey, not everyone here speaks Quenya (or is it Sindarin?)

On-topic:
I am Daral-Zand of the house Maerdyn, mistress. And I am your humble servant. This present is only a mere gesture of apreciation of your dark beauty. I would never dream to conduct a mission of treason. You can count on my eternal loyalty. But do not take my word for it, mistress, put me to a test of fatih and I shall prove my worth.

Name: K'tav (Darth Vile)
Gender: Male
Race: Sith
Class: Dark Lord
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Deity: I serve only myself
Weapons: Force Storm and Purple Lightsaber

Where the hell am I?  Damn it, I crashed my spaceship, all I have left is my lighsaber but it's not working... I knew i shouldn't walk into that black-hole... Aaaaaaargh!!! Wait, what's that? Hmm... Interesting...

Name: Revan's Shadow (friends call me Shadow)
Gender: female
Race: Jedi
Class: Guardian
Alignment: Light
Deity: The Jedi Code is what I believe in, but I use it my way.
Weapon: Double-bladed crimson lightsaber and the Force at my side


Enters room and sees a lot of people around. Sits down on a free bench in a corner and   meditates.

Yes I've known of it, but tell me why does a son of house Maerdyn brings gifts to house Mistrizia? You probably think me a fool! Every gift has a secret purpose behind it. You perhaps wish to gain my trust so you could betray me while my back is turned? Such is the way of the drow: I have no reason to think you bring them just for my dark beauty as you put it. Or perhaps you wish to gain my favor so I will put a good word to  mathron mother for you? Well then male which one is it?

well ... shouldn't we all be beings from the same universe ... how can a gnome / dwarf / elf go for a jedi?:D

Nay, mistress, 'tis nothing of the like. I would not try to deceive you nor your esteemed house. As for the part of gaining your trust, I do not wish it for the matron's favor, but for myself. I do not lie when I speak of your cold beauty, mistress. Even the darkest drow heart would be mesmerized by it. Alas, I know well the way of the drow, thus i bid you, mistress, test me, see that my words speak nothing but the truth.  

Quotewell ... shouldn't we all be beings from the same universe ... how can a gnome / dwarf / elf go for a jedi?:D

Simple... they just go :D

The Archdruid sensed a disturbance in Nature's balance. He cannot say what but he's sure it comes from the big city or at least it's sorroundings. He leaves the village calmly and swiftly, but also not knowing what awaits him. After a dangerous track through the forest he finally reached the outskirts of town. He puts his hood on top of his head and walks torwards the city. He can feel the disturbance coming from inside a local tavern, he pauses, thinks, and then enters the tavern. Then he finally identified the source that brought him here, a creature not seen before either by the eyes of men or by any other race, in strange clothing and armed with some kind of glowing sword and a very powerful aura arround it's body unseen to the untrained eye. The Archdruid walks to this creature, that was standing somewhere in a shaded corner of the tavern, also with a hood on and says:
Who or what are you strange creature from another plane of existance, why are you here, this place is not your home, you don't belong here.
I am the Archdruid that protects the forest around this city and a small village north of here, how could i have sensed your power from that distance? You can't possibily have that much power. Speak now, or in the name of Mother Nature you will be...

At that time the "creature" stands up draws it's glowing strange sword and reveals it's true appearance, a beautifull woman that looks very human like, with long dark hair, fiery brown eyes, and a smirk on her face....

Wha...?? Who...??

She smiles slightly
I doubt it...but I shall test you if that is your wish. But bear in mind that it will not gain you my trust! That is something you shall never have! With this I wish  to know if you are worthy off my attention. But first I will give you one last chance to walk away. After that should you fail or try to run I will personally see that you are fed to Lolths spiders.  Oh, and one last thing: I wish to know more about this slaves. How did you capture them?

I do not wish to harm you, who ever will you be. I somehow landed here... wherever here is. My ship is a long way from here, for I crashed beyond the outskirts of this city.
She paused and looked lightly at him.
Forgive me for not introducing myself. I am Shadow, Jedi Master, she said stretching her arm towards the young man. I came to this city to seek help. My companions and I were on a mission, but the jump to lightspeed must've gone wrong. Or the pilot didn't introduce the coordinates correctly. Good sir, could you help me?

The druid pauses... He doesn't know anything about what the person in front of him is refering. He stears at the young woman, not knowing what to say. He gather his thoughts and says: well...i do not know what you are saying there, you speak strange words. Strenching his arm with some restraint to the woman he says again: you should not be here... but seems more at ease than before. I do not know what cult are you from but by the looks of you the power you posses rivals that of an archmage. How could this be? ....He is looking at the woman and doesn't know what to make of her, an enemy, a friend? Looking her straight in the eyes: let's go somewhere more quiet so i can meditate on what to make of this, and decide if i will or not help you.
And just as a warning, don't try to trick me cause you won't fight with me only, but with all living things that are under my protection, the power of Nature is not to be triffled with, so i say this to you....just as a warning...
The Archdruid is walking towards the door, followed by the "disturbance" he was searching for...

The young woman followed the druid in a more remote room.
How can I prove, good sir, that I mean no harm to you or the city? I am in need of suplies and I lack of time. Her face looked much more calmer than before.
Could you tell me where we are? What planet are we on? The air is so fresh here and it is so calm, not like Coruscant or most of the planets in the galaxy. She paused. If you decide not to help me, I will respect that and leave, for almost no-one trusts Jedi anymore.  

Daemian sighs briefly, but he knows that it will be a long time before he would gain the drow's trust

- I was sent on a diplomatic mission to Llurth Dreier. I was to present the two elves to the matron mother of that city. Alas, my footsteps brought me on this path and I believe that it was Lolth herself that guided me to you, mistress. Forgive for my presumptuousness, but I thought that my gift would please you. As for the test, it cannot be any worse than what my house will do to me when they will find that I did not complete my mission.

Daemian thinks to himself: My story is not far from the truth, as the two elves were indeed for the matron mother of Llurth Dreier; the gift would grant me entrance to the city and an audience with the matron. I then would have had to seek a moment of intimacy with her and kill her. This was my true mission given to me by the Druegar king. But this drow female's beauty is unmatched; it is if I am drawn to her.

- I humbly await your orders, mistress.

Archmage RedDevil watches the gray sky. It's getting darker and darker. It's time she got back to the Guild to continue her studies on the psychology of the different races. She seems to think elsewhere, her thoughts are imposible to read on her face, however. On her way to the Guild she sees strange new presences, having somehow, similar purposes. "They are all looking for something", she says for herself "...can this be the same thing that's disturbing me this evening?". No one seems to get her attention unless someone could really impress her? She smiles at this thought: "Is there anything left in this world to impress me?"

@Shadow:
Well...i don't know what this "planet" term that you are you refering to means, you must be talking about some other plane of existance,....hmmm, that would explain this disturbance...
Well... analizing the situation more carefully the druid decides that helping the young woman is the solution to solving this problem. He looks again at the woman and says almost as a whisper: i didn't know that other planes conceal such mystical beauty.
He says than determined and very serious: i will help you woman...to get back to your own plane. You said that you lack time so let's not waste so much time in this damp tavern, crowded with people and venture into the forest. No need to worry about supplies, you are with an Archdruid so you will have anything you want. Ok... let's go and try to keep up with me. They existed the tavern togheter and when the Archdruid sensed that no one was watching he turned himself into a silver timber wolf, leaving the young woman astonished....and he quickly ran into towards the forest. The woman followed and strangely enough she was able to keep up with the running wolf...

[PS] A iesit ceva foarte interesant din cate observ eu. Tineti minte ca toti jucam in acelasi timp adica sunt posibile si batalii intre noi. Ne ramane sa ne gandim cum vor avea loc acestea si daca vom putea muri in ele sau doar asa de spectacol si nu moare nimeni :D. Si imi place ca am reusit sa combinam 2 universuri total diferite Forgotten Realms cu Star Wars intr-un mod ciudat.  :hmm: De exemplu: cea mai mare putere de role play o are desigur Daemian ca e shapeshifter ;), himself ca si Nashana sunt drow, RedDevil e un Archmage studios, puke.nermu este un Spell Breaker, Redrake e ceva, K'Tav este un Sith-Dark Lord, iar Revan un Jedi-Guardian, iar eu un Archdruid. Deci in concluzie avem un numar nelimitat de posibilitati de romance si confruntari  :cool: . Cu un plot ce se dezvolta pe masura ce evolueaza povestile individuale. Ar fi frumos daca la un moment dat s-ar si intersecta. ;)

Initializing voiceprinting on holocron...

"i find myself on a strange, underdeveloped planet... reminds me of that puny world of dantooine. i was followed by a jedi guardian after i destroyed her academy. my hyperdrive was damaged and i had to resort to an extreme solution... a jump into hyperspace through a black hole, and what a mistake i did... i should've stayed and slain that jedi... female. who am i kidding, it's not fear the reson i ran away from her, it's  ... "
the dark lord sensed a strong disturbance in the force...

Hmm.... indeed maybe it is  Lolth's will .Very well. The first task will be easy: all you have to do is bring something for me. A few krashyll mushrooms and you are done. Once you have them come and find me, I will have a few more questions and your new mission. While you are under my service, house Mistrizia will protect you from house Maerdyn's wrath and, not only that, if you please me you shall also be richly rewarded. Do not speak to anyone about this, otherwise I shall rip out your tong! Go now and do not fail me!
Nashana waits a while after Daemian's departure, then calls from the shadows one of her spies.
â€Ã...“Zaara follow himâ€Ã,
â€Ã...“Yes, mistress.â€Ã,


@Bogy:
Buna idee deja ma ganesc cum s-ar putea intersecta. :D

The female Jedi stopped. "I sense a disturbance in the Force." The young druid stopped, too, and looked back at her with an inquiring expression. "I have a bad feeling about this. Let's hurry back to my ship." Her face lit up slightly. "I know this presence from somewhere."

The sith went in the forest where he encountered some orcs fighting for a sword... He immediately realised they were simple minded and without much effort forced them to give up that sword... Thinking he might need some canon fodder on this strange world he made them his servants...
Upon studying the sword, and from what the orcs babbled he discovered it was a rare "katana" sword with some primitive form of force energy...
He managed to tap into that energy and bring out the true power of the katana, he made it his weapon... though it didn't compare to his lightsaber, but it's focus crystal had been cracked and rendered it useless... unless he could find another focus crystal.
"Wait" he said, "if the Jedi is here, she has another focus crystal!"
Moments later one of the orcs tried to kill him, but immediately found himself choked to death...
"At least the dark side of the force is still with me, and what a strong presence it has... This world is filled with it!"

Feeling blue, after a long journey to find someone like me, I'm finally heading to the tavern. The light inside's so warm, and the old bard's singing forgotten songs.
I only need some rest, some time to meditate and someone to talk to... And thinking about this all, the sleep seems to come closer... And closer...
And i suddenly realise that something wierd is happaning, just like in one of my dreams... The smell.. That smell of burned vanilla... calling for me... like showing me a path to follow...
 I took my cape and went out the door...  

@Shadow
The silver haired wolf noded and continued running towards the forest, the woman asking herself how does he know where her ship crashed. The woman followed the wolf at close distance loosing him through the trees at one minute and finding him the next... She stoped suddenly seeing the wolf standing still with his nose lift up, sniffing the air. He then changed back into his true form and walked to the woman and said: "i sense blood in the air, and something is out of place around here, besides you of course..." and smiles almost unoticeable but the woman saw it. He says: "let's rest for a while, you must be tired...and i have to organize my thoughts cause i'm sensing that you are not the only one that does not belong here, and i fear that you are one of the good guys and the bad guy is still out there lurking in the shadows...not found....yet...." The druid holds his rowan staff with both hands and pokes the ground 2 times and says an short incantation. Shortly after, the ground began to grow plants: fruits and vegetables of all sorts, all juicy and ripe, just ready to be eaten. He looks at her and says: "here...you said you needed suplies, feast on these plants and you won't feel hungry for days. Also i like to ask you to describe yourself in more detail so that i can understand what i am facing here and what awaits us...And what about the presence you felt back there, what is it? I can feel it too, but it's somehow evading my senses...We will continue with the trail after you had your fill and rested...Don't worry, your "ship" whatever that might be is not going anywhere. While you rest i shall send some scouts to spot your "ship"..." He than mumbles some words and two sparrows apear on his shoulders, he tells them something that the woman doesn't hear and the two birds fly high up into the sky and then dissapear from sight...
The Archdruid says: "there... those two birds will let us know where we need to go, and what our surroundings look like. So please start telling your story..." He sits down looking her straight into her eyes and waits paciently for her to begin...

@Bogy
While going to the freshly grown fruits to take and eat one, she started to tell the druid how she got there. "My companions and I met a Sith Lord on Korriban, the Sith planet, somewhere in the Outer Rim. He was after an ancient lightsaber, just like mine, but shorter and orange, that of Ajunta Pall, another of his like. The Council sent us to retrieve it, because it was powerfull and it had to stay out of the wrong hands. When we were chasing him, we lost him. He just disappeared. Next thing we knew was that we weren't in any section of the Republic, but on a very different planet: this planet. And now I sense his presence again. He is here, beyond these woods. If he wants, he can ask for help, *persuading* people, to find us. And I know he sensed us, too. We have to be carefull and avoid contact with him until the time comes." She finished her fruit and lay on the grass to rest. "It's so calm and quiet here. It remembers me of my home planet, before it was taken over by the Mandalorians, a race made for war. the Mandalorians are the best in war tactics and they almost conquered the Republic in the past."   The Archdruid kept looking at her. She fell asleep, for she hadn't slept in days.

Off-topic: Buna idee Bogy. Deja se transforma in niste povestiri care pana la urma cred ca vor face parte dintr-una mare.
Din cauza ca deja s-au format niste "perechi", propun sa facem toti cum a facut Bogy: adica atunci cand ne adresam cuiva, sa scriem si "@nick" sa nu fie vreo confuzie.

On-topic:

@Nashana
- Very well, mistress. I shall do as you ask. I will be back shortly with the mushrooms.
"What does this woman take me for? Her errand-boy?" Daemian thinks to himself "It is true that her beauty is breathtaking, but her personality is deplorable. She is so arrogant and sceptical! Pfff... <<Bring me some mushrooms>>" Daemian imitates Nashana silently with a funny voice. "Hmm, as distrustful as she is, there might be more than meets the eye to this "mission". I should do exactly as she asks... for now."
Daemian leaves for the nearby caves, for he heard that he could find there those blasted mushrooms. As he nears the caves, he cannot help feeling he is being watched. It is as if the shadows have eyes of their own...
"Hmm...", Daemian thinks to himself after a quick inspection of the surroundings, "must be my imagination. Still... if the shadows are "alive", I could use this to my advantage and then maybe their "master" would hear about my actions."
Daemian enters one of the caves. He is no coward, but the locals say that these caves are inhabited by some "not-so-friendly" creatures, and this thought makes him shiver a bit. With a torch in his left hand and a drow katana in his right, he steps carefully deeper and deeper... After a while he sees something on the left: it's the mushrooms! "Ha! I've found them! Now to get out of here... this place gives me the creeps" But suddenly he hears a crack as he steps back. He looks down and... it's a bone! A drow bone! And look, there's another one... and another one. Oh my god! A terrifying sight is set before the shapeshifter's eyes: a huge pile of bones - drow ones, no doubt - lies before him.
"I'm not spending one more moment in this cursed place" but he suddenly stops. He cannot move, although there are no restraints to keep him still. A sudden chill rushes on his back. "It is right behind me - whatever IT is!" thinks to himself in absolute horror. He turns slowly only to see a living nightmare: one of the drow's most dreadful enemies - a drider!
Daemian evades at the last moment the drider's blow and ripostes. But he is also unsuccesful. The struggle is fierce and the blows are swift, as both opponents are skilled in the art of battle. With a quick blow, Daemian severs one of the driders legs, but that makes it more angry and in a burst of rage it strikes back. Daemian is thrown to the wall of the cave severly injuring him. He looks doomed as the drider rushes in for a final attack. With the last bit of strength left in him, Daemian rolls away from the iminent danger. The drider strikes only inches away  from the wounded shapeshifter, but it is now the one left uncovered and Daemian does not need another chance: his blade falls and cuts of the foe's head. It is over...
He manages to get back up, takes a bunch of mushrooms and exits the cave. More dead than alive he arrives back into town. He knocks on Nashana's door and as she opens the door he mutters: "Here are the mushrooms, mistress, as you asked..." and falls on the floor unconscious.

RedDevil walks slowly, as if she wouldn't want to reach the Guild at once... The local tavern is close, not her favorite place, really. She feels a strange light at the door. There must be some kind of magic there, or a force, a portal to a different dimension... As she tries to focus her mind, a strange myst seems to penetrate her thoughts. She suddenly feels so sleepy. With her half-open eyes she looks through the strange, somehow solid air, and sees someone, more like a spirit. It's the a spell breaker...he's in this strange dimension too. How did they get there? She has to comunicate with him, if this is possible here...

@Shadow
After she fell asleep he began thinking of all the implications that these strangers would bring to this realm. Helping her seemed the most sensible thing to do. She is lost in an unknown world, no friends, no way to get back and her enemy shared the same fate. He thinks what will happen if the other presence not yet seen takes them by surprise. But he is at ease cause he has her by his side and she knows what is waiting for them when they'll find this "Sith Lord". meanwhile one of the two sparrow came back with the needed information...the Archdruid's eyes flickered, but remained calm, watching over the sleeping woman. He still has questions but this is not the time for them. He leans himself to a tree and begins meditating.

@Bogy
A few hours passed and she woke up. She had another nightmare. Not knowing what happened, she found herself standing, with her lightsaber turned on. The young druid was a little frightened about the view. He was almost staring at her. When she realized it was only a bad dream, she turned off her lightsaber. "I'm sorry. I had another nightmare." She sat back down on the grass and tried to refocus her crystal. After she finished, she asked the druid: "I would apreciate if we'd get moving. Force knows what will happen if we don't get there in time." Someone was following them.  

QuoteRedrake e ceva

Redrake gives Bogy a dictionary:
http://www.coveworld.net/eberron/aerenal_translator.html (http://www.coveworld.net/eberron/aerenal_translator.html)  :D  

self BIO:
Once i was one of the proud elves of the Sundrail city. Trained in the mystical arts for only 200 years, i was one of the youngest sorcerers in the elven court... and the most promicing.My powers grew every day, every year, every month.But even in the elven court there is deceipt, even here there are plots, there is rage, there is envy... My assistant was promicing too but knowing he can not take my place by merit, he came up with a devious plan. He knew my weakness: i was a man of the ladies and of the summer wine.At one of our reunions i was aproached by a beautiful woman.Her violet eyes made me shivver, her silver hair caressed my face in a way like no other before, her silk-like skin gave me goose bumps...i was in love from the moment i saw her.i had no chance of escape. after just one week she asked me to drink with her the ceremonial cup of love that would bind us together for eternity. And i agreed.But the moment my lips touched the wine, i felt diffrent.i was changed. i droped to the floor in excrutiating pain while her face was lit up in a devilish smile. Then my assistant came in, carying the price jewel of Sundrail that was in my holding. He gave it to her along with the following words:
"here is your pay, as we agreed. what will happen to him now?"
"he has become one of the living dead"she replied."you will  say that he tried to use the jewel to get imortality and increase his powers but it backfired on him. he will be cast away by his own kin. humans will hunt him, elves will despize and hate him, all the living shall fear him.and you will take his place. "then she left through a portal to another plane.
since then, all my life was sorrow. i managed to flee my city but all the living feared me or tried to kill me, even the animals. i asn't able to talk to the birds anymore, to caress the deers of our beautifull forests... when i tried to play with the bear cubs like before the change their mother attacked me and they fled. i'm an outcast, hiding my pale face under the robes of a plagued beggar. nobody looks at the one carying the plage, nobody touches the one carying the plague. at least like this i am not hunted down like a beast. My heart wants vengeance. My heart shall know love no more. my heart is cold. my heart is dead.

@RedDevil: From the shadows i see a young mage.She is ...(please, i could use some help here with ur BIO)... and she wears the sign of the Guild of (again...help pls... i could fill it in by myself, but it wouldn't be as much fun)..., known for their hate of the undead. I can sence her power very close to my own, but she won't brake my disguise spell. unless she tries to, in wich case i would have to use my full powers to defend my self and i would be revealed.I should hide, is best to avoid conflict then to start it in this city, the Guild is strong here and the paladins and clerics are many. i turn to the shadows...
But wait... there is something strange in the air. this vibe, i sense it,i know it, i've densed it before. The dorway... the same dorway... i must go through it, i must find HER, i must have my revenge...
I leave the shadows and start heading for the young mage. But we are not alone. i sense the power of a spell breaker. he took her by suprise. he almost has her. if i use fire, acid or other elemental damage i might kill her. there is only one way.
I throw a array of Isaac's missle storm and he is badly wounded. he flees. she faintes.  it's a good thing she hasn't seen my display of magic or i would have been in deep trouble. i must use the spell to acces the portal before she... wait, she's awake... i must act quickly.
"are u all right miss?" i ask."my deep appologies for touching you, but i saw u falling and wanted to see if u're ok.here is u're purse, maam... all  the coins are there... could u spare one for a helpless beggar?" my disguise is perfect... now how do i go through the portal without her knowing my true form and powers?

himself is lost
- Errr....so..wanan hear my new pick-up line, girl? :D

Nice Shoes..... :))

BIOGRPHY:
Since my early years I had only one major dream: to gain as much knowledge as possible, to know the ways of the mind and of the soul, to study and explain everything in this world. Magic hasn't attracted me from the first time. Because I never wanted to fight or kill people. Killing someone leaves you with a lot of questions, if you want to punish him you must make him realise your superiority. One day, however, I wanted to have the power to kill, to revenge the only people I cared for: my friends and my instructors from the academy. I loved to study along with them, to know new things, to find myself a perfect intellecual. Until all ended. A necromancer came one day at the academy with his minions and transformed it into a graveyard...a graveyard where lied all the people I cared for. It happened not to be there that day, and I was furious for that, back then I thought that it would have been better for me to die. After that I thought that there was one thing left to do. My intellectual powers could help me to study magic. I  went to the Mage's Guild with one purpose: to find and kill the necromancer. Advancing through ranks, and showing great talents in the mind magic and psychic abilities I insisted to go to a expedition against the undead, lead by the archmage himself. The most terrible foe, was the necromancer I wanted to see dead, and I wanted to kill him myself. However all ended in a total failiure. The undead killed all the party members, leaving me alone. I didn't want to give up, and I still don't know how I reached his tower and managed to kill him, through great tortures of the mind. When I came back I was a hero, becoming the new archmage. But my soul was empty. I didn't want to see more killing, more suffering, so I lead the Guild through study and knowledge and less fighting. I was seen more as a scholar than powerful mage, but I could care less, no one had the power to overcome me. Since my last day at the academy, I never felt anything out of the scientific research...the people were bare subjects for my studies, the nature just a huge place to make experiments...There was no charm in my life, and I knew it. I didn't want to change this, however.

@vladase
"My purse...what have you done with it, you filthy...", her mind enlightens suddenly: "wait, what happened? I have a terrible headache". She remembers the dimesion she's been to, how did she get out. "You're not a beggar, are you? And you aren't the spell breaker either. I don't know what you are, yet, but I'll find out ". Her cold look remains as frozen on the beggar. Her voice, however, softens: "You, you got me out of that curse...Why did you do this?"

@RedDevil:
Hmmmm... she's smarter then i thought. she suspects something, but she must not know the truth. her hate for the undead would probably cloud her judgment and would want to fight me and my fight isn't with her... let's try and keep her out of harm's way. i can't deny my magic powers but she must not know their full extent.and i MUST pass through that portal. i don't like to lie, but i must. let's try and keep the lie to a minimum

"the waste of a man i am today is beause of a curse. i was a mage once myself but one of my enemys - a necromancer - found a way to give me the plague. before i could punish him he dissapeard through a portal just like the one before us. i haven't much time left on this world... cough*... the plague is getting to me. but i want my revenge. i need to pass through the portal but i am of much less skill than you my lady. i was lucky to catch your oponent off guard, just as he did to you. but i am not powerfull enough for the spell requiered to travel to the other plane. could u please help me? once i get there i can try to find my enemy and punish him... i know i'm weak and that i haven't got many chances on the other side but is better to die trying there then to be killed by the plague here. help me get there and any debt u might think u have  i shall consider paid."

(off-role P.S.: u r one of the righteous so u could join with me and help my in my quest... or u could just help me pass and find someone else to travel with. i would prefer the 1st choice but it's up to you miss)

Am I alive or am I dead? I don't exactly know but I can hear faint voices arround me... still, I don't understand a single word. Perhaps they're the voices of my victims... shadows of the past. There are many in the Nine Hells who would desire my presence amongst them. If I am dead, then my torment will soon begin. Alas, it feels more like a dream, as I cannot move an inch and although I see there is nothing distinctive anywhere I look. It's like I'm watching myself dying... I can hear the voices again; they are closer but still, I can't make word they're saying. I wonder who are they. So many bodies I've left behind and so much grief. But for some particular reason I feel no remorse, no regret.
    I remember one "job" that has taken place some time ago, which I had to plan carefully: there was this one apprentice who wanted to dispose of his master - a proud and powerful elf mage. After some insight of the future target, I decided to use his "affection" for the ladies. You see, the apprentice wanted to get rid of his master, but without bloodshed. Personally, I would have preferred a swift blade in the back and then to hide his body in a swamp where no one would find it, but I did as my employee desired. At one of their occasional reunions, I changed into a beautiful woman, knowing for sure that he would not resist me. And he did exactly as I expected: he fell in love with the illusion almost instantly and after only one week he was eating from my hand. I met him on night and asked him to drink from the ceremonial cup of wine that would bind us together for all eternity. He was so smitten that he didn't even ask about this strange "ceremony". I think that I could have actualy told him that it was Yuan-Ti poison in the wine, as he trusted me completely. Moments after he took the first sip, he fell unconcious. A strange smile appeared on my face - it was not that I was glad about what I had done to him, but I always enjoy myself when my plans work to the letter. His aprentice entered the room and handing me a most beautiful and precious jewel and said:
- "Here is your pay, as we agreed. what will happen to him now?"
- "He has become one of the living dead" I replied."You will say that he tried to use the jewel to get imortality and increase his powers but it backfired on him. He will be cast away by his own kin. Humans will hunt him, elves will despize and hate him, all the living shall fear him... and you will take his place. "
After that the apprentice opened a portal which led me on the outskirts of the town and I've never heard of them again.

The dream ends and Daemian slowly opens his eyes...

@vladase
(for herself)"This...man seems to tell the truth, although I think he's hiding something. I don't know if I can trust him...but whether I want to accept it or not he has just saved my life. If I don't help him, my conscience would be forever burdened. I may learn new things about that plane and about the plague he's carrying. I have to be careful though." She turns to him her black eyes, somehow annoyed, but with a hidden aura of pitty: "It is my duty, as an archmage to help those in need and to fight necromancers and their kind, I have to be a model , you see." Her voice is getting colder: "You won't get the chance to see once more what happened to me today, I assure you, but 'till I prove you my powers, I owe you." A strange, frozen smile appears on her face. "It's rather unfortunate we don't have all the time in the world, I shall help you to bring the necromancer to justice." She casts a spell and the they step in the other plane. The city remains dark and quiet, as if it had got ridden of an unholy presence.

Nashana aproaches the unconscious male and checks for a pulse. â€Ã...“Good he is still alive. Take care of him and call me when he wakes upâ€Ã, . The servants hurry to accomplish the order and Nashana calls her spy.
â€Ã...“What happened?â€Ã,
â€Ã...“ I did as I was told mistress. I followed him into the cave were the mushrooms grow. There, he was attacked by a drider. He fought bravely, but my mistress knows what a terrible enemy a drider is. It is a miracle that he is alive, much less that he managed to defeat it.â€Ã,
â€Ã...“I do not need your opinion. Just tell me what happened! Did he do anything suspicious or did he meet with someone? â€Ã,
â€Ã...“No mistress he only talked with some locals about the location of the mushroomsâ€Ã,
â€Ã...“He didn't realize that you were following him, did he?â€Ã,
â€Ã...“No mistress"
â€Ã...“I see, very well from now on you shall be his shadow and if he does anything suspicious you will report back to meâ€Ã,
â€Ã...“You still don't trust him?â€Ã,. Nashana gives Zaara a harsh glance. Zaara quickly retires and Nashana begins to inspect the mushrooms.â€Ã,Yes this will serve my purpose well. It will take some time before the poison takes effect but it will. Now how to use it? Food poison? No, to common. A massage oil? Yes it enters the skin and in the end the effect is the same. All I have to do is visit my darling elder sister  and leave it there. Hmm... I wont even be blamed it takes at least six days for the poison to take effect.â€Ã,A servant approaches and distracts the drow from her thoughts.
â€Ã...“Mistresses he has awakenedâ€Ã,. Nashana hurrys to the chamber were Daemian was taken. She approaches the bed and looks at the him â€Ã,His wounds are great but for a reason I'm glad he is alive. Yes I think he can be very useful.â€Ã,
â€Ã...“How are you felling?â€Ã,


 

@Nashana
- Oww... I must still be alive if my first sight is that of your radiant face, mistress. I hope that you are pleased with the way I handled your task, although I must say it was not easy, as I first thought. It seems that I had stumbled across a drider's layer and it's a miracle that I managed to defeat it. Alas it has wounded me badly... I thought I was dead, mistress. Thank you for taking care of my wounds, mistress. I don't know if I would have survived without your help. I am grateful and also in your debt. As soon as I will regain my strength I will be happy to repay you kindness...

And he falls back to the dreamworld.

Nashana thinks to herself: "Arrogant male! I didn't treat your wounds. I would never lower myself to such a thing. It was the servants. And they only did it because I still need your service. Now i need to visit my sister before he wakes up." Nashana went to her older sister, spending only the time she needs to, because the woman really is insufferable. Besides the matron mother, she treats everyone like they are beneath her. "That is really something I'm not used to.It would be a pleasure to watch her die. Alas, that cannot be. Instead, I will be happy to know her dead wasn't a pleasant one." After the quick, but frustrating visit, Nashana returns home. There, she finds out that Daemian is still in a bad shape, but at least he is awake. "It is, perhaps, for the better that you were hurt." she thinks to herself. "This way I can keep an eye on you and it is the best time to ask you some more questions.Your wounds will distract you and it will be harder for you to lie. I don't know why, but there is something odd about you, something I do not trust."
"You never did give me any details about your mission or why you have failed."

@Nashana

"What's with all these questions? After all that I have done she still doesn't trust me. Damn, this woman is impossible! Unfortunately for her, I always prepare my cover and the assassination mission gave me exactly what I needed to pass on as a true drow."

- I did not want to bore you with details, mistress. But if you so desire I shall ne glad to give you a full insight of my mission. My house had some recent losses of members due to the battles with some annoying elves. It seems that quite a large group of these pestering fools camped on the outskirts of our town - Baereghel. Somehow they managed to get past the guardians that were protecting one of the entrances to the Underdark that eventually led to our town. We suspect that they were informed by a spy about how to defeat them. They also knew how to strike best and how to defend against us. Seeing that we have no chance of defeating them on our own, the matron mother sent me to Llurth Dreier to ask for their help. And the rest of it you know. Now I cannot go back to Baereghel if I value my life. You now know all, mistress, and if you should desire you would be able to inform my house of my failure and that would mean my death. Thus, my life is in your hands, mistress Nashana... do with it as you please.

"Heh, I was the spy in my story. I was the one that infiltrated the house Maerdyn and I was the one that helped the elves. It's not that I care about the elves, but the price they have offered for my services was more than satisfactory; and I may be an assassin, but I have honor, thus I... almost never betray my employer. I still don't know why haven't I completed my mission, but this woman intrigues me plenty... for now."

@RedDevil
What is this? Where are we? this land is dark and cold. Not the kind of place where i would expect HER to live. But now i'm here... wherever this "here" is. And what about this young mage  following me, offering me her help. All from her hate against the undead. Let's hope she doesn't find out i'm one of them before the time is right.
"thank you my lady. if we are to travel together i would like you to call me... Nemesis. it's a good name for me to have the rest of my days..cough*... since my old name is... forgotten". (to my self: the name of Aratoamin is well known among mages of all races... it has been serving as an example of "how not to meddle with the forces of gods" and it's better left forgoten... for now.). "And if i'm not to bold asking your name?"
But before she could answer my elven ears hear some voices. Their language is strange, it reminds me of the curses i've learned in school decades ago. It's drow! This must be The Underdark!
I leap forward and pull the young mage behind a boulder covering her mouth with my raggy sleave. She hasn't heared them yet. These humans, so weak and yet so powerful...Her eyes... her cold black eyes are now full of life, stabbing me like two knives. If she struggles more they would hear us. "Shhh (i whisper)... i hear voices. We should be careful, i don't like this place."

@vladase
The Archmage is confused, she knows from her studies that she's now on the drow teritory."Why did I ventured here, am I seeking my death? Was I too succesful? And what is this...creature that brought me here? I can feel his power...he must be more than he told me". A thunder seems to go through her eyes: "Why didn't he tell me more? He's so close to me now, I could so easily get the desease myself...But what would be worse, to die because of the plague or to be killed by some kind of creature? The second death is obviously a more glorious one...". Her pale face seems somehow calmer: "There must be a way out of this...I think I just fear the unknown." There are two creatures in front of the boulder, and they are obviosly looking for something, for them... They don't seem to be material, they are hooded shadows. The shadows are getting closer and closer while she thinks how could she kill them without attracting much attention. Under Nemesis' frightened look she closes her eyes and lets a white globe of pale light go to one of the shadows. The touch of magic seems to melt the imaterial body, and the shadow disapears like vaporised, penetrated by the power of thought. The second readies his dagger and charges. The Archmage opens her eyes and two blue, transparent arrows thurst the shadow, making it stop. In the same moment an invisible boulder crushes the mysterious foe. With a pleased and yet unsure smile, she wants to see Nemesis' reaction: "I suppose this doesn't mean we're safe...At least these creatures, as frightening as they seem, are weak to the tricks of the mind.", she whispers.

@RedDevil
(to my self: She killed the drows! Dammit! She has a lot of power, but she lacks the wisdom of the ages. But even dead, this drows can be of use to us.Let's just hope that they were only unimportant males or we would have a entire city looking for us for killing one of their Matron mothers. At least i know i can rely on her when it comes to battle.)
"You are very powerful my lady, but this is not enough in the land of the drow. We must also use stealth and wisdom if we are to survive here."
Nemesis searches the drow's remains. Their bodies are almost intact,only tiny drops of blood dripping from their eyes, mouts and nostrils. Their armor and clothes are in perfect condition and one of them has a map with a city marked nearby,a lot of caves and a road system.
"we should use the drow's equipment. luckaly i know a spell that will change our appearance to drow and our speach too. we should be able to infiltrate their city and search there for more informations on our foe. there is a problem though... u must know of the drow's society. we can't walk together as equals so while we are in the drow city i shall act as your slave and u shall be my mistress. i shall try to do my best but be advised, i was a proud man in my youth and i am not used to this... "
Nemesis hands out a set of equipment to The Archmage and turns his back on her as they change clothes. But he can't help to notice in the dark adamantium armor the reflection of the perfectly shaped body, so diffrent from his own twisted limbs weak with decay. He almost feels something again... but quickly turns the feeling away. Love is suffering, love brought him to his situation.There is no room in his life for any other feeling but hate. maybe as a drow she won't be as attractive.He closes his eyes and starts chanting the spell. When they turn towards each other they are diffrent, they are drow. She is still gorgeus, but he is not the weak diseased anymore. Now he stands proud, strong and charismatic as he once was...

@vladase
The Archmage looks at Nemesis' new appearence: "How can one plagued, crippled man become a young elf, looking so powerful. Why doesn't he change his appearence in a more pleasant one? Unless... " The thought breaks and her elvish but still black eyes get narrower, as if she knew something, but she didn't want to accept the thought. She sees his mysterious, drow, face, but she can't help seeing the image of the plagued beggar. She tries to locate his individuality in his words and spells. "I don't remember telling you my name, Nemesis. You may call me Mens, that's the only name I accepted since..." she hesitates, "Well, since I started to follow the path of knowledge.". She pauses for a moment and, as they are moving forward: "You haven't told me much about yourself...If my question doesn't hurt you, can I ask how was your life before meeting the necromancer? Or how do you feel the hate and revenge tormenting your soul?"

@RedDevil:
A sad smile appears on Nemesis's face. Memories of a past life full of passion, lust and desire flash before his eyes. All his lovers, beautiful but vain... And his one, true love... his arch nemesis. She wouldn't understand. Those who pledge their life to "Mens" often leave the little bits of "anima" behind. They become soulless minds driven only by their thirst for knowledge and power over one's mind, one's body. They forget that the biggest power we have is our soul. I've heared about her... Mens. Once she hated and overcomed one of the most powerful necromancers in the land. Now she doesn't remember what hate feels like. I must wake up the power of her soul if we are to succeed...but how? Only two emotions are powerfull enough: love and hate. I can't love anymore and she doesn't seem capable to love either. So hate must be the answer. But hate against who?
"My past life is better left forgotten for now. I don't think u would understand my ways. Enough said that i never tried to hurt anyone but  i succeded to atract hate,envy and enemys. I never hated until i loved..." (his face hardens) " the necromancer killed my love and turned it into hate. Hate is all that fuels me, it keeps me alive and it gives me a purpose." (a fire starts burning in his drowish eyes) "It's like a fire that burns within and destroys everything in it's path.It gives me power to overcome any obstacle... but with a terrible price. " (his face turns away from the young Archmage) "But enough said for now. we should concentrate on our mission and..."
Suddenly the earth starts to shake. "What...?!" Three large boulders start moving towards them... Earth elementals! She has a lot of power but what can she do against this mindless creatures? A sfift movement of hand, a single whispered arcane word and a powerfull fireball burns the earth elementals to ashes only 10 feet away...
I can see the surprise on her face.I shouldn't have acted so rash, i should have tried and run or at most turn them away. i must think of something...
"Who would of guessed it...this ring i had taken from the drows had so much power... but it's all spent." (Stupid... but what else could i do?) "Here, take it and maybe u can make it work again..." Nemesis hands out a red flamed ring to Mens. She takes it without a word and puts it away without giving it a single look... But the surprise that was on her face dissapeared and her beautiful eyes are as cold as ever.
After three hours marh without any further incidents they reach the drow town's gates. Here stand three guards and the captain of the gate."It's time. U should speak to them. And remember, they are lowly males and u are a powerful female. Make them obey... but don't hurt them to much."

@vladase
"Everything is so mysterious here, but I think I'm beginning to understand more, though." Her eyes are calm, but restless, she seems to be preocupied by something. The three drow guards greet her with respect, waiting information . As she frozens their random expresions with a cold grasp, so typical for her and yet so typical for a drow female, she thinks that any story would work. "I come a long way, I've got a confidential mission and I must take my first steps here. ". The guards seem convinced. She continues, looking at Nemesis: "This is my slave. It shouldn't be any problem, should it?" The capitain, somehow frightened by her strong presence speaks on a humile tone: "But of course, you may pass, may you accomplish your mission without difficulties.". She answers with a frozen and yet so attractive smile. It seems that the drow form suits her better than the original one.
The two of them go through the gate, while she becomes somehow less tense. There are only drow in the city, but she feels safe. She has never thought that she could play so well as a drow... She doesn't know, however, what would this city have in common with a necromancer. Till now she has done what Nemesis has advised her...Where are they going? "What now?"she asks Nemesis.

@Shadow
"I see that you are awake. You had a nightmare...while you were sleeping your stick was gllowing. I now see that is somehow connected with your thoughts...hmmm...interesting... Anyway a sparrow had come back with information. North of here there is a big object crushed among the trees. One of the sparrows got too close to the object and was instantly desintegrated. Do you know what that could be? We should get going..." The druid ready himself for the journey ahead, the woman stands up too and looked at him with her wide beautiful eyes. The druid didn't noticed that, but he also is begining to consider this woman more than just a travel companion...maybe a friend...a human friend, something that he didn't had since...well since a long time...
He says: "Let's go." They began walking northwards, the woman following the Archdruid at close range, admiring the beauty of the surroundings...After a short track the druid stoped "Wait... I can sense blood near here". The Archdruid went off the initial track, through some bushes and vines, followed by the woman and they reached a small cave. "Ahhh....i remember this cave." And he smilies looking to the woman..."This is where i passed my first test in becoming a Great Druid. I had to bring my master some mushrooms that only grow in this region. He needed them to make an antidote for a person that was injured in a failed assassination coming from the drow. You see...the drow use posion on their weapons so that they can kill even the strongest of opponents with only one scratch. So here i was searching for these mushrooms, when i found this cave, i've entered it and..." He begans laughting making the woman smile too. "I was such a lucky fool. Back then i just mastered my wolfwere shapeshifting form. So i said i've entered the cave, and two driders jumped on me before i had time to react, i've pushed one of them away with my staff, but the other one bit my leg so hard that broke the bone. I've quickly conjured some fire seeds and throwed them into the driders face. He let go of my leg, but the second one was ready to bite my other leg so i decided to try for the first time in a real combat situation, the wolwere form. I concetrated and immediatly, beyong my expectiations i was on my feet transformed into a wolwere, my foot healed because of the regenaration ability wolweres posses. I went full charge on the second drider and manage to decapitate it in one single blow, and then i went for the second wich was trying to excape, i howled and stuck my claws in it's bowels killing it instantly. I then took the mushrooms and hurryed back to my master. Luckily enough i managed to bring them in good time, my master saving that persons life."...He looks up to the sky as in remembering something long forgotten. "Ahhh...the times back then...". The woman smiled and sayd: "Thank you for sharing that with me...i apreciate it". He than turnes serious and takes a few steps twards the cave..."Here!!you see?....blood...but it's strange it's not human, n'or elven, n'or dwarven...it's some kind of animal's blood, but i don't know any animal like this living in this forest. Let's take a look inside..." and he gestures to the woman to follow him. When they've made a few steps in the cave the woman stoped and said: "Hey...where are you going? I don't see my hand in front of my eyes" Saying that he takes out her lightsabre and activates it. Suddenly the whole cave is lit up. The Archdruid is amazed and sais: "I think that the thing you are carrying with you is not for a light source is it?" And smilies... "You saved me the trouble of creating some fire seeds."
The body of a drider was lying in front of them with the head cut off..

Sensing the smell and folloing my instincts... that's what leads me to the entrance of a cave... The smell inside was so powerfull, that i almost lost my breath.
In front of the cave, near a rectangular stone form, with a strange green colour, a spectre was looking like waiting for me...
First, i was a little bit stunned... then confused... then i walked closer. The smell was now all around me, and i was feeling like it's getting inside me. I looked at what seemed to be a female, hardly trying to ask her about surrounding and the wierd situation.
From the moment I said my first word, i sensed something like a dagger of green light, comming from the stone, straight to me, heading to my head.
In situations like this, i can't control myself. My body reacts against the danger, sometimes maybe too powerfull. This time, i felt like I was above my own body, and like i could saw it responding to the menace.
I was suddenly surrounded by a very powerful light, becoming a sphere, and that splashing everything around. In the moment when my own light "touched" the green light dagger, i felt like i was touching "someone"... someone who' suffering so much... This feeling was just for a second, the green dagger then vanished...
And that was all i remember... The moment i opened my eyes, I was alone near the same rectangular stone form. The spectre was no more, the smell was gone. I felt like i just killed someone who needs my help.
I looked around, but only the wind was there, whispering. I took a deep breath and headed to the cave. The moon was above me, and the night is dangerous in this places. Before i walked into the cave, i looked back to the place the female spectre seemed to be. There was nothing there, but i was sure she needs me...  
This is just the begining. Someone needed my help, and I am ready to give it.
That night i dreamed only the strange female...

@RedDevil
Nemesis frowns : "well, i've never been to a drow city before.But in any city there are two places where one can get information... for the right price:the local tavern and the Thief's Guild. So i think we should split up.Youre imposing presence wouldn't be to helpful in the thief's dens since they are rather...less lawful then you... to say the least.So that's where i'll be heading. We shall meet at the tavern in a few hours... and... be careful."
He watches her as she turns to leave. A quick word and he becomes invisible. "I dunno why... but i feel i'm responsible for her. She's here because of me." He follows her as she is heading towards the tavern. Before she turning the first corner she looks behind... But there is no way she can see him. While she was busy talking to the drows at the gate he has cast some counterspells that should protect him from her powers over the mind.
On one of the alleys a dark-hooded figure moves from the shadows towards Mens. His soft steps make no sound, the dagger covered with a dark poison reflects no light.
"I knew it... even in a drow city, a woman alone is a good target for the thief's guild." Nemesis waits for the right moment. He must imobilize the target without her even knowing they were around. And without hurting the thief. At least not before he could talk. And here it is, the window of oportunity... she turns for another corner."Strange, this time she didn't look back. Isn't she afraid about being followed any more?" The thief is one with the shadows. Before he could turn the corner himself a powerfull force imobilizes him. A paper thin shield of pure magic separates him for the rest of the world. He can't move outside it. He can scream, no one can hear.
Another spell and the alley becomes even darker. I enter the shield. The drow's thrusts his poisoned dagger... i allow him to stab me. Even if i look drowish, i'm still undead inside. I smile as his dagger enters my rib cage looking for the heart. But it stoped beating ages ago. I pull out the dagger and as he trembles in fear, with the utmost terror carved in his face i say : "you shall take me to you local leader." there is no question as there is no other possible answer besides "yes".
The shield and darkness spells are dispeled. The thief caryes a geas as he walks in front of me. If he tries to betray me his soul shall burn in the layers of hell for all eternity.
We reach the thief's guild. On the way to the guild master some drow thiefs try to stop us. It's their fortune that i'm in a good mood so they are just imobilized in another dimension for a few hours. As we reach the guild-master's "office" i smile towards the thief: "you first". As he opens the door i hear a Greater Dispelling being muttered on the other side and imediatly after that three poisoned bolts penetrate him: one in the heart, one in the stomach and one in the eye. As he drops down in front of me my lightning bolt turns the Guild master's sorcerer to dust along with one of this guards. Fortunately the guild-master is left untouched.
I enter the room and the other guard takes a swing at me. Too bad for him, the guild master needs not to know about me being undead. So the guard desintegrates into dust. I take a sit on the couch, wipe a imaginary dust off my clothes and turn towards the Guild leader :"we need to talk".

Meantime, Mens...

@vladase
...goes to the tavern. There is a strange, blue light inside, and a lot of mysterious drow faces. She takes a look at what the people inside are serving and goes to the innkeep, asking one of the local drinks. While he prepares the drink, Mens addresses to him in a soft voice, making him tell everything he knows: "I have an important mission to accomlish, and city is completly new to me. I would apreciate if you would help me with some information." She smiles in a mean way, intimidating the innkeep. His mind is so clear and yet so hard for him to prevent his thoughts from becoming known: "It depends of what you want to know..." Mens concentrates, clouding the innkeep's power of judgement, so she could ask questions that otherwise would betray her identity: "Tell me, what are the major powers in this city". The innkeep speaks mechanicly:"There is the thieves guild, very powerful and dangerous and the assasins guild, even more dangerous.". Mens remains thinking...could there be any necromancers in this guilds? Less likely. Her concentration is more intense, a strange unseen aura is protecting her face: "Do you know anything about necromancy or any kind of occult practices?"."Well, necromancers live with minions as far as I know, but this city is too secured and famous in this territory to hold necromancers. However, if you're refering to poison disease or any strange deaths it must be the assasins guild. Almost everyone knows this, but few people talk about it...". Mens thinks that should be enough: "Thank you.". She frees the innkeep from the spell and remains at a table with her drink."Strange, she thinks, there are no necromancers here...And what's the connection of the assasins with this? I don't know why did I got into this...and I think Nemesis knows more than he's telling me...I have to find out the truth...and soon"
Later she sees Nemesis entering the tavern. He sits at her table and looks at her. It is obvious that he wants to know what she did find out. "I have some information, but I can't connect everything that has been happening lately. I need to know more, and I am sure you have the answers. I don't know if this is the right time or place for this, but I feel blind without knowledge, I think we should have a discussion..."

@Bogy
They aproached the body. "What is this... creature? I think I've seen one before, somewhere." Her comlink started to flicker. "Yes?" A male voice could be heard. "Revan? Finally!" She was obviously trying to calm down after the male voice pronounced that name. "I told you not to call me that! What is it?" "Something is attacking the ship and that creature injured Zena." "Can't Eny heal her?" "Well, Eny is outside fighting. And so is Atton." "Well, then give her some medpacs. What about you?" "I'm doing some repaires on the Hawk. The shield is starting to break." "I'll be there as soon as possible. Shadow out." "Ebon Hawk out."
The silver-haired young man looked at her perplexed. "Why did that bother you so much? That man saying your name." "That was my mother's name. I don't like to be called Revan only because she once was like me, then she became evil, just like that presence we both sensed. And she did terrible things. But it was all Malak's fault. He was her apprentice, but betrayed her. Some planets in the galaxy were destroyed. But I don't hate her." Her smile fainted away after her conversation with both men. "Who was that man?" "The pilot that 'landed' us here." She bent down over the body. "This is freshly killed. We should move on. I have a bad feeling something not so good will happen if we stay here any longer." They exited the cave and came across a large plane "Just like Dantooine." "Dantooine?" "My home planet. It had large golden planes just like these. It also reminds me of my years of training at the Academy." She stopped. "What is it? Why have you stopped?" She opened her eyes. "There is a battle not far from here. Let's go."

@RedDevil
The thief's guild leader seems a bit shaken but he realizes that there must be a reason for wich he is still alive. So he speaks:"What can a lowly servant like me do for you my lord?" . I must be smart, i must give him no choice but the truth. But i have no power over the mind of men like Mens does... i must use my own mind to build a perfect trap.
"I want somone takem care of... in a special way by a special person".
His face is lit up by surprise : "But you are so powerful... who is the one who dares to stand in your way... and how can a small worm like my self help u against such a teribile foe?"
And then a stroke of genius lights my path:"As powerful as you see me, i am stil a slave of the drow way of life. I was born a slave and i want my freedom. But my master knows my value and would not let me part her. She is a powerful member of house Makalah and if i were to try and escape or kill her i would be hunt like a dog for the rest of my life. I need ger to be chalenged by a female and killed. All her possesions -including me- would be taken then by the new master. And she -in an unprecedented stroke of kindness... or madness... would grant me my freedom. And you are the one that is going to arrange that."
His face turns grey with fear and his answer is made with trembling words: "But my lord... my guild employs only men... the same is the custom in the assasins guild..."
How can this be? Am i on the wrong track?I must take my chances...
"Why do u lie, worm? Do you not value your life? I know from faithful sources that a woman with violet eyes and silver hair -probably a drow- has done a similar mission, assasinating a powerful elven sorcerer on belhaf of his apprentice in the town of Sundrail. and that she came of this city...what say you?"
His faces lights out..."But my lord... i know who you speak of... but that was no woman... is a shapeshifter called Daemian..." the sky crumbles in my head... if i were not allready sitting down i would have senced the need now. How is this possible? My first true love was... a shapeshifter? How can this be? Not only betrayed... But also mocked... My blood starts boiling. I can barely stop myself from desintegrating this sniveling worm.But i stil need him for contact. He shall live... for now...
"In this case he is the one i need. You shall be in charge of contacting him. Me and my mistress shall have housing at the local taver for the time beeing. Payment is no problem. I only want my freedom, he can keep all my master's possesions. And she has plenty. I hope... make that YOU SHOULD HOPE... that we should never meet again! Understood?"
"Of course, My lord"! the worm is still trembling as i exit the door of his guild house.

@Daemian
(off-role: tu te-ai bagat in asta...  :idiot:  vezi acum cum mai si iesi...  :D intreg in nici un caz...  :p )

@RedDevil:
As i exit the guild house i start having secound thoughts. How can i do this? Is my thirst for revenge so high i am willing to sacrifice a inocent woman as bait? "But there is no sacrifice... you are powerful, you can protect her..." a strange voice whispers to me... But how? I couldn't protect my self against this shapeshifter... "no one is inocent...why do you care about her? she is just like all others..." the same voice whispers to me. But she isn't, She is special... i don't know why, but it feels like this to me. I...like her..."remember, you thought once before someone was special.... and look what that special someone did to you" the voice ends. And the crazy thoughts in my head are burried under a hundred years of hate, like a small flower under tons of snow. She might be special for someone... even for me... but i can't love... and i can not be loved. I MUST NOT LOVE HER... and SHE CAN NOT LOVE ME... there is only one way... it's our destiny not to find love and we can't fight it... HATE is the only answer.
Now that i surpassed my weaknes... i must think... she would be willing to take the risk if i tell her? She would accept to act as bait for a most dangerous foe AFTER i say that most of what i've told her was a lie? She is lead by the power of mind, she wouldn't understand my reasons... she would not keep even the little trust that she has in me now... she would abandon me and my plan would be ruined. She must be kept in the dark for a little bit longer.

As i enter the tavern i notice Mens sitting in a corner. She is still drowish but i can't stop picturing her in my head as i saw her before the transformation... in the dark... gorgeous... perfect... NO! i must chase this thoughts away... i must be strong! As i aproach her she raises her beautiful black eyes and says : "I have some information, but I can't connect everything that has been happening lately. I need to know more, and I am sure you have the answers. I don't know if this is the right time or place for this, but I feel blind without knowledge, I think we should have a discussion..."
This had to happen. let's see what can we do to reduce the damage... And gain enough time so that the Shapeshifter can appear.
"Well i just found out my self that the one we are chasing was not a necromancer, in fact he was a drow wizard in this city wich had to prove himself for a place in his house... and i was her target. And there are two ways to get to her... the impossible and the very hard way. My first choice is for me infiltrate her house and assasinate her. Seeing that she is the leader of The Mistrizia house, a house of maidens... you sense the irony...The other option would require your help...for you to join her house and rise in ranks.. and draw her outside the city where she would be no match against our powers combined. I know that this is a great thing to ask of you... i know that your fight is against necromancers and undead but... cough*... i hope that you would find it in your heart that my cause is worthy too... I sugest that we sleep on it and tomorow  you shall inform me of your decision."

And without allowing her enough time to say "NO" Nemesis heads towards the stairs to the upper floor. He knows that there is almost no chance for her to agree to such a suicidal plan.her fight is not against the drow.she does not trust him. she has no logical reason to agree and she is lead only by logic. but deep inside him there is a small hope that he knows she will kill as the dawn brakes.

And each of them goes to his own room... and each of them dreams...

@Daemian
He is more valuable to me alive than dead, I  have no reason to inform house Maerdyn of his failure...for now.
â€Ã...“Very well I will not inform house Maerdyn, but I have yet another task for you.
â€Ã...“The mushrooms you broth me are the key ingredient to a very special type of poison, one there is no cure for and who's effects are only visible at the very last moment. Very interesting, don't you think?
Anyway, I had it made in a massage oil. I then visited my elder sister and replaced one of her oils with the poison .The visit was a dreadful experience but well worth it. If all goes to plan, in a few days my sister will be dead and I will be the matron's  eldest daughter. My other sisters are weak! With her out of the way I have  no worries about becoming  the next matron mother.
Now I can concentrate on making house  Mistrizia stronger. However, a recent raiding party on the surface informed me of something strange. They saw something crash from the skies. They say it was like a giant bird made of metal. Normally, surface matters don't concern me. Why should they? But this is very strange and it happened very close to one of the entrances to the surface. In two days a new raiding party will go to the surface. I want you to accompany them and find out anything you can about this so called metal bird . I don't want you to take any unnecessary risks. Just gather some information and return here as quickly as possible. â€Ã...“ Nashana gives Daemian two small vials ( one with a glowing violet liquid and the other with a green liquid) and a small pouch.
The violet vial will heal your wounds faster and the green one will allow you to take the form of a surface dweller for a short period of time. In the pouch you have 3000 gold coins. They will cover any expenses on the surface and they are also your reward for the mushrooms. If you have any questions you may ask them.

[off-role]@Shadow sangele din fata pesterei era al unui shapeshifter ;) iar driderul dinautru era cel ucis de Daemian. Asa am facut eu conexiunea cu Daemian si pestera cu ciuperci. :)  
[off-role]@Nashana imi place cum ai intrat si tu in jedi story :D, dar citeste si ce am mai scris eu si anume ca druizii stiau sa faca leac pentru acea otrava :p.

@Shadow
"Yes i can sense the battle raging north of here." Maybe we will follow these blood tracks later, i think that they are heading towards a hidden entrance in the mountain leading to the Underdark...a very unhospitable place to be if you are not a drow. But...for now let's hurry and help your friends" The woman noded and followed him. Through some thick vines and thorn bushes they both went, not a scratch on either of them. Nature it seems,protects them from harm and the Archdruid knows it. They reached a small cliff near a small waterfall. When they looked down they saw a small ship crushed in the river and a huge Elder Umberhulk was slaming away at the ship with sparks coming out with every hit. Suddenly there was a powerfull noise and the shield around the ship turned blue, then red and finally vanished. The humans inside were now exposed. One of them badly injured and the other two managed to get out of the ship before the Umberhulk charged the ship bending it's armor like it was paper. The two were trying to run away shooting some king of energy bolts at the creature but with no effect. The Umberhulk then stunned them from one yell, the two remaining motionless watching as the creature was closing in on them. This all happened so fast that the Archdruid and the woman didn't had time to react, beeing pure witnesses to the fight below. When they recovered the woman said: "Stay here... i'll go help my friends" and turned on her lightsabre and jumped into the water from a rather high distance, but she didn't fall like she was supposed to, she glidded softly and landed safetly behing the Umberhulk. The creature sensed her presence and yelled a second time towards her. The Archdruid was astonished, although she heard the yell she hadn't  been stunned. He was then thinking: "She must have very strong spiritual powers if she can stand the yell of an Elder Umberhulk...". The woman than went full charge twards the creature, jumped and slashed one arm of the Umberhulk cauterizing the wound instantly. The creature yelled out so hard from the pain that the two friends of the woman fainted and the woman was stunned. The Archruid himself sensed the chill from the yell and decided that the fate of those humans is in his hands. He knows that the Umberhulks are Underdark creatures and therfore are not under his control. He pulled out his staff hit the ground two times with it and a powerfull roar has been heard in the forest. The Umberhulk was not taking notice at the druid he was heading towards the two humans that were laying on the ground unconsccious. But before the creature could get close enough to grab one of them behind them the power of the Archdruid has made it's appearance. An Ent ten times taller then the Umberhulk took the humans with one of his branches and then as the Umberhulk was slowly retreating, the Ent crushed it like a fly, leaving behind a large mass of goo and bowels. The Ent laid the humans near the stunned woman and then helped the Archdruid descend too. the Archdruid conjured a pack of timberwolves to guard the survivors and the strange ship and then climbed on the Ent and ventured into the forest looking for some plants to cure the wounded...
Meanwhile, as the Ent dissapeared into the forest the woman woke up... Looking around and saw the creature squished she was wondering: "What or who could destroyed this creature in such a way?" She than looked around for the Archdruid but didn't see him, only his guards, the timberwolves..."Hmm....i think this man is more powerful here than any Jedi or Sith. It's a good thing i meet him at the tavern... he has so much power..."

@vladase
Mens climbs slowly the stairs to her room. For the first time her mind looks...empty. "Should I or...NO, I just can't think about it!" She turns the light on and sits on a chair wathcing the simple interior. "But why? What makes me not think?". She takes a deep breath: "I don't have any reasons to trust Nemesis...and his arguments are so weak... Yet...why did he ask me this favor?"She starts walking up and down: "There are two possible reasons...He wants to kill me or he has a very strange trust in my powers...Either way there aren't enough arguments...If he wanted to kill me, he would be more careful." She stops, watching the city through the small window: "I can't do anything if I don't have more information...It would be foolish to act without knowing the circumstances. But why am I so keen on helping this stranger?". She closes her eyes and then opens them shaking her head: "I've always known everything about myself...and now...why can't I find an answer to this question? I don't dare to think about it?Oh, yes, I dare to! " Again, she takes a deep breath: "It's revenge, hate, the loss of everything...I feel his torment close to what I was back then...That means I must help him. But not without knowing the truth."
Determined she gets out of her room and goes to Nemesis. She hesitates for  moment...maybe he's sleeping. She knocks at the door and after hearing his voice, enters,  finding him taking a glance outside, just like her in the previous moments. His puzzeled look doesn't impress her and Mens starts talking in a calm, sure voice: "I think I could help you. However I need to have a solid base for my actions. I already know more than you have told me, and I sense that it must be something here...Could you please tell me everything that happened between you and that drow wizard? I really have to understand everything in order to get involved, I am at a point where my intuition can't help me too much. "

@RedDevil
Once i reach my room i throw my self on the bed but i can not sleep.  I sit up and watch the darness outside the tavern's window. The darkness that is my soul. But in that darkness a smal light lits up. What is darkness but the absence of light? It has no power on it's own.My conscience compels me... i even forgot i had one of those. I must tell her the truth.
A knock on the door and i hear Men's voice. As i tell her to enter my room and i hear asking for more information in my mind a battle is fought. But my old ways have won. I shall tell her.
"I have not been completly honest with you from the start. But i didn't lie to much either. The same person that is responsible for my... illness... is the one responsible for the death of my love and the hate that rages deep in my soul. You must have senced that i said "love" not "lover". Because my love is dead, but my lover is still alive. She is the one that gave me my terible curse. She is the one that forced me not to be able to love again , never to be loved by another. And all of this to get to a gem. A piece of rock that is worth more for her then my imortal soul. Through all my years of torment i hunted her... and her trace leads to this place. You have known hate, i know it. But trust me, your hate can not compare to the one i feel. Betrayed by the one you loved more than anything on this earth, cursed for eternity. Unable to feel even the slightest touch, to taste the clear water or the sweetest wine. If you remember what you felt when the undead took your friends apart... trust me when i say that i feel the same way... ten fold even.
You must have heard the name Aratoamin... that was me and this is the true story.
And after my little visit to the thief's guild i have put a contract on your head. She will come for you.But for this to happen you'll need to gain power first, entering The Mistrizia house. Only then you will be a suited target for her stature. So you see, you have two choices: if you want you can leave even now and never hear from me or her again. I'll stay and take my chances till either me or her shal die. Or you can help me on my dangerous plan and become a target for one the deadliest enemy you've ever faced before and in the same time do quests for one of the most powerful house of drows you've ever seen. Quests that will most probably imply deceipt and lies and other unlawful acts that you are not familiar with. I trust that with my help u mat succeed, but... i won't blame you for leaving."
The truth being told i feel lighter. I had some remorse about not telling her from the start. And about our target being a shapeshifter... it's unimportant for now. Let's see her reaction.

@vladase
No emotion seems to cross Mens' face. Cold as a statue she listens everything and remains silent for a moment. Then she takes the right hand at her forehead, as if she was trying to avoid a headache. Her voice is somehow different, as an echo of her chaotic thoughts: "Aratoamin...I know you..." Suddenly her voice seems to betray some kind of fury combined with a terrible pain, and for the first time Aratoamin sees her freed from the etheric cage of reason: "I know you, I know you damn well!" She sits on the chair in the small room and hides her face in her palms. Then she stands up, she didn't like the dark color of her skin...Betrayed...even by her appearence now. She says something imposible to understand and a spell restores her human form. Then she lays her head on her white hand. Her voice has a different resonance, as if she was teaching a lesson on the history of magic:  "Aratoamin, the great mage and master, the broad mind, and in the same time the passionate being, the one who tasted life, in its real, sweet meaning! An exemplary mage lead to such suffering by an enormous will of power. I just knew it, it couldn't be like that, it was not will of power, but love that lead him here...What is the meaning of this? The mages may not love, have disciples, or their own life? Must they be dedicated to the Guild?" She sights, supressing a great pain, while her face seems impossible to recogise. She continues on a cold realise of the truth: "What have I done? Am I still loyal to the Guild? Am I still the Archmage? Do I have any choice, any meaning? Is this life worth living? Well, it's worth...but not for me..."Her voice turns furious, yelling at her own person: "Didn't I know this from the start? Hell, I knew it...but I didn't let my knowledge come out. Why? Damn! Now I know the connection. You...Aratoamin...my studies...my deepest thoughts...my...soul?" Two tears come from her dark eyes, but no muscle moves on her face.
Mens looks straight at the one who she called Nemesis before, while her voice gains the well known coldness: "I don't know what can be done. I don't blame you for anything. My weakness has lead me here and I have to get out of this. I don't know what values do I have today...the guild would consider me a traitor in the absence of truth, but I think this would be the right thing to do...the one taking advantage on someone's being must be punished. I will fight for justice." Then she sights calmer: "That is if I don't lie to myself again...What an irony...Why me from all humans? Why the Archmage?Did you..." She doesn't want to continue the question she started, looking at the guild's sign she wants to throw it away, then she changes her mind and looks at Aratoamin's expression.

@RedDevil:
I was expecting a reaction from her, but i wasn't even daring to hope for something so pasionate. I see her struggle, i've been there... and i made my choice. How can i answer her questions without damning her to make mistakes similar to my own? As i wipe the tears from her face i begin to talk slowly:
"I am sorry... the Guild had the wrong hypotesis. so it is just natural for it to have the wrong conclusions. Knowledge of magic is very important, it can lead to great power. But it was wrong for them to teach you to use your will against the desires of your soul. The most power comes from deep within, this is why usualy a  sorcerer's spell has more power then a wizard's." His eyes watch the young mage, wishing that he could take all her troubles away. But it's to late for that. "You see, the way of the soul is the way to more power and a fulfilment of life u can only dream of,but it  can also be the way to much pain. By closing your souls to all the passions of life and asking you to be led only by the mind the guild managed to protect you. You could never have made my mistake. But it also deprived you of the most beautiful moments of life. Even if it led me to my current condition, i'll never regret my choice. The few moments of pure happines i felt when i was loving another and i was beliving that i was loved in turn are enough of a reward for the pain i endured and shall indure for much more to come. This is the time when YOU have to make YOUR choice. I dare not offend you by trying to make it for you. I just wanted for you to know all the aspects. If you chose to be lead ONLY by your mind you can be saved from a lot of trouble,a lot of pain.This the safe path that the GUILD chooses for all it's followers. But if you chose to let PASSION enter your life you are at risk of being hurt more than you can imagine, but also of feeling the greatest powers and joys the world has to offer.It's the hardest and dangerous of these two and... I made my mistakes on this path but i'll never regret my choice.I'll take my leave now and allow you to consider what do you think is best for you."
As i prepare to leave the room i take her hand into mine. She is tempted to pull it back... but she doesn't. Her eyes are curious, surprised, still full of questions.  "And as an answer to your last question... at first i didn't know you were an Archmage. I just felt something special about you."And i kiss it... As my cold lips touch her hand's smooth skin a shiver arcs through my body as if i were still alive. How can this be?!
As i exit my room i head for her's. I couldn't ask her to leave... so i'll sleep in her room instead.

@Bogy
After the silver-haired man left, she went inside the ship to get the other two people out of the ship. Then, she used the Force to lift the Hawk out of the cliff. It took a while. When she was half way lifting the ship, the druid arrived with some herbs. She couldn't interrupt her concentration, or else she would drop the ship back into the river. The druid was amazed at what she was doing: moving such a big ship. She succeeded to get it out, but felt dizzy, because of using almost all her powers. Zena and the druid ran towards her. "I'm fine." "You shouldn't force yourself." "I'm fine, Zena. Oh, I almost forgot. This man is a local that helped me get here. And he is the one who distroyed that... creature which attacked you. He's very powerful." Shadow sat down on a rock near-by. "Please heal the others. I don't have enough strenght now, or I would do it myself."  He was looking so kindly at her. He nodded an 'yes' and started making somekind of liquid out of the herbs he brought. He gave everyone a sip from it. They were all exhausted from the battle, and Shadow from using her force powers. She got up and moved towards the druid. "I'm sorry, i didn't catch your name..."

@vladase
"It feels so...NO!" she closes her eyes but she can't stay like that for too long. "I must...be...strong...". Her words, however don't seem to have a meaning, there is something stronger...is it her mind, as ever, or her heart? She tries to look outside, but she can't remain calm at the window, she has to move, to do something, so that her feelings don't overcome her. The first step is to turn herself into a drow once again. And after that she gets out and asks a strong tea from the innkeep, taking it upstairs, she sits at the small table there with the cup in front of her. She's sure she is not going to sleep that night. She could just use the time to explore her mind, to become herself once again. But she can't concentrate, whatever she tries, she thinks at the same things. "I think I'm going insane", she says with a shadow of the coldness she had before. Then, on a calm tone: "But what is madness? Everything that's not common.I am mad anyway, whatever I guide my life through reason or passion...because I'm myself". She sights. "I don't want to accept the truth...although I know it.". She looks at her dark hand and feels a strange warmth passing through her body, she lives her forehead on the table. "It's no worth thinking...The question is whether I'm really feeling something or I see al as a concept in my mind. Everything seems so right...but is my mind telling me that?" Her thoughts continue to flow in a strange, chaotic way, but she can't manage to get away from all the things that happened to her lately. Late in night she says in a low voice, as if in her sleep: "I can't leave now. I CANNOT...i'm powerless."
When the sun rises she hears a knock at the door, she opens the door almost dream-like, she feels so dizzy and her head seems so heavy.  

@RedDevil
As i enter the room i see her tired face. She hasn't slept a good night sleep, but she'll need all her energy today. Because today we shall infiltrate the howse of Mistrizia.
"I see that you are still here. I was hpoing that u wouldn't..." I try to remember how to encourage her... it's been a long time since i've done this. "No matter what choice you made, i'm stil glad u are at my side.I have faith in you... With our powers combined no one can stand in our way."
"during the night i've made a little visit to our friend's thief's guild... he was quite surprised to see me. I have now perfectly forged papers proving that you are a young maiden from the house of Makalah from Koh-Dun, an ally ofthe house of Mistrizia. With these papers you shall present your self to their house leader, Nashana. There you will gain acceptance into her house and in time you shall gain her trust. She will send you on dangerous quests but i shall never live your side. In time we should be able to find more information on our target. I don't even know it's name but i've found out that it's somehow linked to this house. But don't worry, i'll know her when i shall lay my eyes on her."
She listens to my plan without saying a word. She is tired but i have no doubt that if i ask her to repeat what i've said she will do this word by word. If she has any objections she keeps them for herself. Even if her eyes are still frozen, i sense the terible battle that is fought in her mind. Damn me! I could have left her alone to her simple life, a life without this kind of problems, without this kind of decisions. But now the damage is done. If only she would figure out when to use her mind and when to leave the heart to decide instead...
As we head toward the door i remember something : "The name of Aratoamin is dangerous. While we are not alone u shall stil refer to me as Nemesis. But when we are alone... i just like to hear it again. It's like my old life comes back to me slowly."
As i reach for hand she walks away, pretending that she didn't saw my gesture. It's to soony... and maybe it's better this way.

We reach the entrance of the house of Mistrizia. "Remember, you are a proud maiden of the house of Makalah. you must show respect towards Nashana but u must show no mercy towards your inferiors, including me. I shall not be allowed to speak so u should be very careful with your words. You alone bare the burden of responsabiliyty this time and i can do nothing to help you carry it.don't try and use your powers over the mind on a leader of a drow's house full of magicians ( off-topic : Mystra = godess of magic... Mistrizia... u see the resemblance) in her own fortress sorounded by magic wards and such, it would be foolish and would probably lead to uor deaths." And we enter...

(off topic: during the next posts u should get a quest from Nashana to prove your aliegance or something sort of like Daemian did. )

Mens is somehow confused. She is so tired that she hadn't got the power to concentrate and meditate on her situation. There is however, one problem, she would advance through the ranks os house Mistrizia, her capability is not to te doubted, but what she would have to kill innocent people or to do terrible deeds...there didn't seem to be a way back, maybe she'll see the best way to advance in ranks and not to do deeds against her conscience.

@Nashana
She seems to touch the air with her careful steps. She doesn't even bother to think too much at what she should say to the guards and reaches Nashana. Trying to be as relaxed as possible she starts her story: "I am a maiden of the house Makalah and I have come here seeking a place in house Mistrizia. I am ready to prove my worth and I could undertake any quest. I am willing to do anything to be at your service." Mens is waiting her initial trial, the deed that could mean her admission at this house.

@Shadow
"I'm sorry miss...My name is Bogy. I was so concentrated on helping you that i forgot my manners. I am very sorry. You all should rest, tommorow you will be completly healed." The womans friends had fallen asleep imediatly, but the woman remained close to the Archdruid as to thank him once again. Shortly after she fell asleep. He began to think: "What kind of power this woman has? She could lift something so big from the ground by herself...amazing. She could probably look after herself in this dangerous forest." The night came quickly and brought with it the Underdark shadows. The Archdruid was guarding the surroundings, when suddenly he was hit by a poisson dart right in the shoulder and another one right in neck. He didn't fell down as it was expected but searched the surroundings with his keen eyesight and yelled: "Drow show yourself now or you will not leave this place alive." Feeling really confident the drow party came out of the bushes: 2 archers, 2 clerics, 1 wizard, 4 warriors armed with adamantium short swords and the leader. As soon as they appeared the wizard began to conjure some strange language and the sky turned red and meteors began falling from it with formidable speed. The druid was stunned at the sight but quickly gattered his thoughts. He knew that they would all die if he didn't do something quick. He shapeshifted himself into an greater wolfwere, grabbed the woman next to him and jumped through the bushes just seconds before the meteors hit the ship and the sleeping people. The sky turned darker again, and howling and screams were closing in on the running wolfwere. He could clearly sense the smell of blood that he found near the cave the same day. He looked at the woman he was carrying. She was in a deep sleep beeing totaly exausted by the power she used earlier. He needed to do something with her so that he could take the fight to the drow patrol. An ideea poped into his head...He muttered some words and put the woman on the ground. Suddently worms, larvae, bugs, and all sorts pf insects covered her and pulled her into the ground to a safe heaven like a cocoon of some sorts. He knew that the drow would find her there, but if he could somehow kill them or get them off track then maybe she still had a chance.... He then began to run back towards the screams and yells with great speed. His claws were ready, his skin was hardened his anger was boiling and the spirit of the forest was with him. Would this be enough for him to take on a full drow party?
They crossed path shortly after but the druid spoke from his wolfwere form. "What bussines do you have in my woods? And why do the drow follow the orders of a creature?" and he looked at their leader. The drows didn't bother to think about what he was speaking, but somehow their leader seemed agitated. The leader made the charge sign and the drow fighters charged the druid. The clerics and wizard began chanting strange words, but the leader stood still untouched by the fight that was going to start. It was like he knew it will be an easy victory. The fight had begun...

[off-role]@Daemian - povestea aici va continua cu tine. ;) Ai grija. :D

@RedDevil
Nashana raises an eyebrow and looks carefully at the woman. "Really? It seems these days everyone wants to join house Mistrizia. And what is the reason for this? I don't give tasks to any reef rafts that wander at my door step and want protection after a failed mission. Do you know how powerful my house is? There are a lot of drow that would do anything to join. So tell me girl, what makes you so special from the rest?"


[off-role]@Bogy
Scuze era cam tarziu la ora aia. :D  

(for herself)"Damn, what is this drow waiting for? Does she want me to beg her for a damn mission?"

@Nashana
(loud)"I am skilled in the use of magic and I have knowledge on the different races, from their civilisation and mentality to political organisation, strong points and weaknesses. I do not seek protection, for I can very well take care of myself. I've come to join house Mistrizia because I respect it's deeds and reputation. 'Till now, I've never failed on any mission, and I can assure you that I won't dissapoint house Mistrizia's reputation. I only want a chance to prove my worth."  

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@Vladase
Nu prea joci corect. Creezi povestea exact cum vrei tu si nu prea respecti anumite lucruri si din cauza asta isi pierde din veridicitate si din credibilitate.

1. Eu m-am bagat in povestea ta ca sa legam povestile, dar tu prea ai folosit treaba asta cum ti-a convenit tie.

2.

QuoteAt one of our reunions i was aproached by a beautiful woman.Her violet eyes made me shivver, her silver hair caressed my face in a way like no other before, her silk-like skin gave me goose bumps...i was in love from the moment i saw her.i had no chance of escape.

Eu nu vad aici descrierea unei femele drow. Ca sa nu mai spun ca: ce naiba sa caute o femela drow intr-un oras de elfi  :idiot: - dusmanii sai de moarte. Deci eram shifted in elf nu in drow.

3. Thief Guild intr-un oras drow?! Eu n-am auzit de asa ceva.

4.

QuoteThe thief's guild leader seems a bit shaken but he realizes that there must be a reason for wich he is still alive. So he speaks:"What can a lowly servant like me do for you my lord?" . I must be smart, i must give him no choice but the truth. But i have no power over the mind of men like Mens does... i must use my own mind to build a perfect trap.
"I want somone takem care of... in a special way by a special person".
His face is lit up by surprise : "But you are so powerful... who is the one who dares to stand in your way... and how can a small worm like my self help u against such a teribile foe?"
And then a stroke of genius lights my path:"As powerful as you see me, i am stil a slave of the drow way of life. I was born a slave and i want my freedom. But my master knows my value and would not let me part her. She is a powerful member of house Makalah and if i were to try and escape or kill her i would be hunt like a dog for the rest of my life. I need ger to be chalenged by a female and killed. All her possesions -including me- would be taken then by the new master. And she -in an unprecedented stroke of kindness... or madness... would grant me my freedom. And you are the one that is going to arrange that."
His face turns grey with fear and his answer is made with trembling words: "But my lord... my guild employs only men... the same is the custom in the assasins guild..."
How can this be? Am i on the wrong track?I must take my chances...
"Why do u lie, worm? Do you not value your life? I know from faithful sources that a woman with violet eyes and silver hair -probably a drow- has done a similar mission, assasinating a powerful elven sorcerer on belhaf of his apprentice in the town of Sundrail. and that she came of this city...what say you?"
His faces lights out..."But my lord... i know who you speak of... but that was no woman... is a shapeshifter called Daemian..." the sky crumbles in my head... if i were not allready sitting down i would have senced the need now. How is this possible? My first true love was... a shapeshifter? How can this be? Not only betrayed... But also mocked... My blood starts boiling. I can barely stop myself from desintegrating this sniveling worm.But i stil need him for contact. He shall live... for now...
"In this case he is the one i need. You shall be in charge of contacting him. Me and my mistress shall have housing at the local taver for the time beeing. Payment is no problem. I only want my freedom, he can keep all my master's possesions. And she has plenty. I hope... make that YOU SHOULD HOPE... that we should never meet again! Understood?"
"Of course, My lord"! the worm is still trembling as i exit the door of his guild house.

Toata partea asta este complet aiurea - no offense:
- tu esti sclav al unei FEMELE drow si vrei ca ea sa fie asasinata? - nu merge, pt ca la ei este matriarhat si masculii nu iau astfel de actiuni impotriva femelelor decat daca sunt nebuni sau sinucigasi; asta este considerata tradare in cultura drow si ai fi imediat pedepsit/executat
- cica daca cealalta femela drow ar castiga lupta te-ar elibera. Yeah, right. Iarasi no offense, dar nu prea le ai cu cultura (scuzati-mi cacofonia) drow.
- apoi tragi tu concluzia ca eu as fi un shapeshifter (de unde naiba stii asta?) si ca m-am deghizat in drow (vezi mai sus comentariul aferent) ca sa te otravesc; ce convenabil! ba mai mult, stii si cum ma cheama :hmm: ; sa stii ca un shapeshifter care mai e si asasin pe deasupra stie sa-si acopere urmele foarte bine, iar tu tac-pac mai ai un pic si stii si ce numar am la pantofi (scuza-mi ironia, dar nu merge asa)

5.

QuoteBecause my love is dead, but my lover is still alive. She is the one that gave me my terible curse. She is the one that forced me not to be able to love again , never to be loved by another. And all of this to get to a gem. A piece of rock that is worth more for her then my imortal soul.

Eu din cate am inteles prima data cand ai mentionat gem-ul, era doar plata mea pt job. Si chiar am precizat ca nu faceam nimic pt ca aveam ceva personal cu tine, ci pt ca eram angajat pt o treaba - pe care mi-am indeplinit-o si am fost platit intr-un anumit fel. Tu faci sa para ca eu intentionam de la inceput sa pun mana pe gem, cand de fapt scopul hit-ului era dat de slujitorul tau. Eu eram doar o unealta. Vezi ca iti schimbi story-ul si nu merge.

6.

QuoteAnd after my little visit to the thief's guild i have put a contract on your head. She will come for you.But for this to happen you'll need to gain power first, entering The Mistrizia house. Only then you will be a suited target for her stature.

Banuiesc ca vorbesti de Nashana aici. De unde ai mai aflat si de ea? Si de unde stii ca eu am o oarecare legatura cu ea? :idiot: Inteleg sa te folosesti de chestiile pe care le spune altul (asa cum am facut eu) dar tu - ca personaj - nu le stii si deci, nu ai cum sa le folosesti direct, ca si cand ai avea cunostinta despre ele.

7.Cica Mens ar fi membra a casei Makalah, care mai e si "prietena" cu cea a Nashanei - Mistrizia - si acum vrea sa schimbe casele??? Pai asta e tradare de cel mai inalt nivel! Nu se poate face asa ceva decat cu un motiv bine intemeiat, iar voi nu prea aveti.

@all
Deci cam multe inadvertente in povestea asta, nu credeti? Acuma vreau sa va intreb daca o reparam si cum, iar apoi imi voi continua si eu rolul in poveste.

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Quote@all
Deci cam multe inadvertente in povestea asta, nu credeti? Acuma vreau sa va intreb daca o reparam si cum, iar apoi imi voi continua si eu rolul in poveste.

Cred ca era inevitabil...ma inteb daca mai este loc de "reparat". Adica am adunat prea multe elemente, aparent incompatibile in acelasi univers. Si nu spun c-ar fi imposibil de imbinat aceste elemente, dar cred c-ar fi trebuit sa avem niste "basic rules". Chestiile de genul asta stimuleaza imaginatia, dar nu ajung niciodata la o forma coerenta. Dar daca are cineva sugestii cu ce-am "repara"...

:D ... stiam eu de ce nu ma bag in chestia asta :))

Sau eu de ce imi creez propriul story ;)

Singura chestie este sa nu distorsioneze fiecare cursul lucrurilor doar ca sa fie in beneficiul lui. Cat despre reparat, cele mai multe greseli sunt in povestea lui Vladase si implicit, si a lui RedDevil. Si sincer, aici, in afara de facut ceva de genul: "i think i was mistaken" sau "i missinterpreted the facts" si deci sa para ca tot ce nu merge de fapt a fost in capul lui Nemesis si nu a judecat bine (desi unele chestii nu merg reparate nici asa), ar mai fi si varianta rescrierii posturilor de pe ultima pagina si jumatate a thread-ului. Altfel nu vad. Si nu era chiar asa de imposibil de unit universurile, pt ca greselile venite de la Vladase fac parte din acelasi univers cu personajul meu, al Nashanei, al lui RedDevil etc. Deci e problema de obligare a povestii generale sa urmeze un anumit curs, fapt ce s-a facut de un povestitor - ceea ce nu se face la multiple story-telling. Cam asta e si farmecul unei astfel de povesti: fiecare povestitor isi creaza propriul fir epic FARA sa le influente in mod DIRECT pe celelalte.

QuoteOff-topic

@Vladase
Nu prea joci corect. Creezi povestea exact cum vrei tu si nu prea respecti anumite lucruri si din cauza asta isi pierde din veridicitate si din credibilitate.

1. Eu m-am bagat in povestea ta ca sa legam povestile, dar tu prea ai folosit treaba asta cum ti-a convenit tie.

2.

QuoteAt one of our reunions i was aproached by a beautiful woman.Her violet eyes made me shivver, her silver hair caressed my face in a way like no other before, her silk-like skin gave me goose bumps...i was in love from the moment i saw her.i had no chance of escape.

Eu nu vad aici descrierea unei femele drow. Ca sa nu mai spun ca: ce naiba sa caute o femela drow intr-un oras de elfi  :idiot: - dusmanii sai de moarte. Deci eram shifted in elf nu in drow.

3. Thief Guild intr-un oras drow?! Eu n-am auzit de asa ceva.

4.

QuoteThe thief's guild leader seems a bit shaken but he realizes that there must be a reason for wich he is still alive. So he speaks:"What can a lowly servant like me do for you my lord?" . I must be smart, i must give him no choice but the truth. But i have no power over the mind of men like Mens does... i must use my own mind to build a perfect trap.
"I want somone takem care of... in a special way by a special person".
His face is lit up by surprise : "But you are so powerful... who is the one who dares to stand in your way... and how can a small worm like my self help u against such a teribile foe?"
And then a stroke of genius lights my path:"As powerful as you see me, i am stil a slave of the drow way of life. I was born a slave and i want my freedom. But my master knows my value and would not let me part her. She is a powerful member of house Makalah and if i were to try and escape or kill her i would be hunt like a dog for the rest of my life. I need ger to be chalenged by a female and killed. All her possesions -including me- would be taken then by the new master. And she -in an unprecedented stroke of kindness... or madness... would grant me my freedom. And you are the one that is going to arrange that."
His face turns grey with fear and his answer is made with trembling words: "But my lord... my guild employs only men... the same is the custom in the assasins guild..."
How can this be? Am i on the wrong track?I must take my chances...
"Why do u lie, worm? Do you not value your life? I know from faithful sources that a woman with violet eyes and silver hair -probably a drow- has done a similar mission, assasinating a powerful elven sorcerer on belhaf of his apprentice in the town of Sundrail. and that she came of this city...what say you?"
His faces lights out..."But my lord... i know who you speak of... but that was no woman... is a shapeshifter called Daemian..." the sky crumbles in my head... if i were not allready sitting down i would have senced the need now. How is this possible? My first true love was... a shapeshifter? How can this be? Not only betrayed... But also mocked... My blood starts boiling. I can barely stop myself from desintegrating this sniveling worm.But i stil need him for contact. He shall live... for now...
"In this case he is the one i need. You shall be in charge of contacting him. Me and my mistress shall have housing at the local taver for the time beeing. Payment is no problem. I only want my freedom, he can keep all my master's possesions. And she has plenty. I hope... make that YOU SHOULD HOPE... that we should never meet again! Understood?"
"Of course, My lord"! the worm is still trembling as i exit the door of his guild house.

Toata partea asta este complet aiurea - no offense:
- tu esti sclav al unei FEMELE drow si vrei ca ea sa fie asasinata? - nu merge, pt ca la ei este matriarhat si masculii nu iau astfel de actiuni impotriva femelelor decat daca sunt nebuni sau sinucigasi; asta este considerata tradare in cultura drow si ai fi imediat pedepsit/executat
- cica daca cealalta femela drow ar castiga lupta te-ar elibera. Yeah, right. Iarasi no offense, dar nu prea le ai cu cultura (scuzati-mi cacofonia) drow.
- apoi tragi tu concluzia ca eu as fi un shapeshifter (de unde naiba stii asta?) si ca m-am deghizat in drow (vezi mai sus comentariul aferent) ca sa te otravesc; ce convenabil! ba mai mult, stii si cum ma cheama :hmm: ; sa stii ca un shapeshifter care mai e si asasin pe deasupra stie sa-si acopere urmele foarte bine, iar tu tac-pac mai ai un pic si stii si ce numar am la pantofi (scuza-mi ironia, dar nu merge asa)

5.

QuoteBecause my love is dead, but my lover is still alive. She is the one that gave me my terible curse. She is the one that forced me not to be able to love again , never to be loved by another. And all of this to get to a gem. A piece of rock that is worth more for her then my imortal soul.

Eu din cate am inteles prima data cand ai mentionat gem-ul, era doar plata mea pt job. Si chiar am precizat ca nu faceam nimic pt ca aveam ceva personal cu tine, ci pt ca eram angajat pt o treaba - pe care mi-am indeplinit-o si am fost platit intr-un anumit fel. Tu faci sa para ca eu intentionam de la inceput sa pun mana pe gem, cand de fapt scopul hit-ului era dat de slujitorul tau. Eu eram doar o unealta. Vezi ca iti schimbi story-ul si nu merge.

6.

QuoteAnd after my little visit to the thief's guild i have put a contract on your head. She will come for you.But for this to happen you'll need to gain power first, entering The Mistrizia house. Only then you will be a suited target for her stature.

Banuiesc ca vorbesti de Nashana aici. De unde ai mai aflat si de ea? Si de unde stii ca eu am o oarecare legatura cu ea? :idiot: Inteleg sa te folosesti de chestiile pe care le spune altul (asa cum am facut eu) dar tu - ca personaj - nu le stii si deci, nu ai cum sa le folosesti direct, ca si cand ai avea cunostinta despre ele.

7.Cica Mens ar fi membra a casei Makalah, care mai e si "prietena" cu cea a Nashanei - Mistrizia - si acum vrea sa schimbe casele??? Pai asta e tradare de cel mai inalt nivel! Nu se poate face asa ceva decat cu un motiv bine intemeiat, iar voi nu prea aveti.

@all
Deci cam multe inadvertente in povestea asta, nu credeti? Acuma vreau sa va intreb daca o reparam si cum, iar apoi imi voi continua si eu rolul in poveste.

Nu cred ca el descria un drow in orasul elfilor ci o elfita. Pentru ca si el era elf atunci si se indragostise de tine datorita slabiciunii sale pentru femei frumoase.

QuoteOnce i was one of the proud elves of the Sundrail city

Eu am citit ce s-a scris si nu mi s-a arut nimic anormal in poveste. :|
In legatura cu thief guildul din orasul drow... :D Poate s-au modernizat si ei, ca de avut asasini au.
El nu trage nici o concluzie ca tu ai fi un shapeshifter pe nume Daemian. Seful guildei de hoti ii spune.
El nu are de unde sa stie ca tu ai luat gemul ca simpla plata si presupune ca aveai planuri de la inceput cu el.

Cam asa am vazut eu partile astea. Oricum in padure e mai bine decat in Underdark. :p Oricum datorita faptului ca Nashana l-a trimis pe Daemian intr-o misiune in padure.... astept rezultatul. ;)

@Daemian: imi pare rau ca nu ti se pare veridica povestea... dar asta e din mai multe motive:
1)most important: TU ai intrat in povestea mea (cam fortat) si a trebuit sa ma adaptez. eu aveam cu totul alt plan, trebuia sa se petreaca intr-o dimensiune alternativa, femeia ce m-a sedus trebuia sa fie un planetar (adik un fel de angel) blestemat, eu trebuia sa aleg intre a ma razbuna sau de a o elibera de blestem (aici ar fi intervenit modul in care ar fi decurs "relatia" mea cu RedDevil si ce influenta ar fi avut ea asupra mea)... deci ceva  fara nici o legatura cu drow sau shape-shifter... faptul ca ai intrat si a trebuit sa ma adaptez a fost primul dintr-un sir de compromisuri care nu aveau cum sa duca la ceva bun...
2)nu la fel de important dar totusi a contat destul de mult: o parte destul de importanta era faptul ca RedDevil nu trebuia sa afle adevarul decat in ultimul moment... ea trebuia sa se multumeasca cu informatiile pe care le aflam, sa incerce in mod paralel sa afle adevarul dar fara sa ma intrebe in fata... asta ar fi dus  la un conflict interior mult mai puternic. dar daca a tot cerut si m-a cam fortat sa ii zic adevarul (in modul ei de role-play) a trebuit sa fac multe adaptari fortate (dar fortate rau de tot) ca sa aduc povestea in asa fel incat sa aflu eu "adevarul" si apoi sa i-l spun si ei...


OK, acum partea din poveste:
1)initial ideea mea presupunea faptul ca m-am indragostit de un planetar (portretul inspirat dupa unui henchmen planetar din o campanie neoficiala a NWN, Anera ii zice don'soarei. elfii nu au par alb... drow au... dar eu voiam sa fie PLANETAR...). nu elf, nu drow si in nici un caz shape changer. asta era o parte f. importanta a povestii mele. te-ai bagat, a disparut...
2)thief's guild intr-un oras de drow nu e, ai dreptate... stiam asta... dar chiar nu am avut o idee mai buna... si nici acum nu am. la fel si partea cu schimbatul caselor, ai toata dreptatea... e o idee deloc stralucita. dar a fost inca un compromis nefericit.
3)partea cu "de unde stiu numele, ce erai": n-aveam ce face, RedDevil oricat am incercat nu a vrut sa mearga doar condusa de instinct si/sau sa aiba incredere in mine. uita-te si tu in posturile ei si iti dai seama ca tot timpul m-a batut la cap sa ii spun adevarul. si a trebuit pana la urma sa il aflu ca sa i-l spun. si cum a zis si Bogy... l-am aflat de la thief's guild :p
4)partea cu "vreau sa-mi fie asasinata stapana": e logic ca masculii nu iau astfel de actiuni asupra stapanei... nu pE FATZA. ca as fi putut daca vreau sa-i frig un lightningbolt in timp ce dormea si gata. si ATUNCI as fi fost vanat. dar pe principiul "hotul neprins negustor cinstit" daca as fi angajat un asasin si nu s-ar fi facut nici o legatura intre moartea stapanei mele si persoana mea... think about it . si cat despre "eliberare" era logic ca nu o sa fie una 100% oficiala. pur si simplu noua stapana m-ar fi lasat de capul meu si daca o intreba careva de viatza mea (extrem de putin probabil) ar fi zis ca's intr-o misiune secreta sau asa ceva.  cat despre provocare: in jocurile pe care le-am jucat pana acum asa se castiga stapanirea unei case drow: o potentiala candidata o omoara pe actuala sefa. recunosc, de obicei mama era asasinata de fiica dar asta pentru ca de obicei fiicei ii era frica/nu avea forta necesara sa isi omoare mama pe fatza. dar ca outsider nu esti tu implicit noul leader al casei daca il asasinezi pe cel vechi.
5)e o diferenta intre realitate si perceptie. realitatea povestii era cum ai zis, tu ai fost o simpla unealta. citatul pe care l-ai dat tu era modul in care a perceput caracterul meu povestea. el a fost tradat de femeia pe care a iubit-o si a luat-o foarte personal. aceea era viziunea lui personala intunecata de ura si de setea de razbunare.

OVERALL: sincer imi pare rau... adik povestea asta a ajuns foarte diferita de ceea ce as fi vrut sa fie si nu e nici pe departe la fel de frumoasa cum ar fi putut sa fie... dar am incercat sa ma adaptez cat de bine am putut... dar cred ca ar fi iesit mult mai bine daca nu am fi incercat sa le unim... era logic sa iasa o mare varza cand unesti 3 povesti foarte diferite...

modalitati de rezolvare? sincer... ori sa stergem tot de cand le-am unit... si sa o lasam pe fiecare sa curga pe cursul ei natural. ori sa o lasam cum a picat. sincer eu as prefera prima varianta pentru ca e foarte greu sa unim si 2 fire de poveste foarte diferite fara sa facem tot felul de compromisurei si/sau greseli daramite 3. dar daca vreti sa continuam eu sunt dispus chiar si asa.

Quotemodalitati de rezolvare? sincer... ori sa stergem tot de cand le-am unit... si sa o lasam pe fiecare sa curga pe cursul ei natural. ori sa o lasam cum a picat. sincer eu as prefera prima varianta pentru ca e foarte greu sa unim si 2 fire de poveste foarte diferite fara sa facem tot felul de compromisurei si/sau greseli daramite 3. dar daca vreti sa continuam eu sunt dispus chiar si asa.

Are mare dreptate vladase aici. Mie chiar mi-ar parea rau sa renuntam la topicul asta pt ca vad ca unora chiar le-a placut ideea si ar putea sa iasa ceva interesant si amuzant. Deci astept voturi:

1. o luam de la capat, fiecare pe fagasul lui (sau care vor sa se intersecteze ok, dar sa anunte si sa lase lucrurile sa curga nu sa le modifice cum vor ei)
2. continuam asa - chiar daca a luat o turnura gresita

Eu aleg 1.

Si eu votez tot pt 1.

asa, ca sa fie oficial... tot pt 1 votez si eu...

Hai ca votez si eu pt 1 :) (desi vroiam sa votez cu 2)
Si Nashana tot cu 1 :D

ei bine, eu votez cu 2 :p

lol... interesante povesti... eu votez 1

Totul mi se pare interesant, desi a fost cam harababura in capul meu pana sa-mi dau seama ce si cum, care unde (de-abia acum am vazut topicul). Nu votez pentru ca nu am luat parte, dar cred ca ma alatur si eu o data ce se rezolva, fie ca merge in continuare sau se reincepe. Imi convine in ambele cazuri.

Si eu sunt de acord cu ambele.
Apropo it's gonna be haaaaard. :(

Se pare ca marea majoritate au ales prima varianta, asa ca Bogy, if you please, sterge posturile si hai sa o luam de la capat. De ce sa se stearga posturile si nu sa se continue de aici? Pt ca va fi destul de greu si confuz cu ele ramase. Va garantez eu. Eu am o vorba la faza asta: "ca sa poti incepe ceva nou, trebuie sa renunti complet la vechi".

Duamne, ce idei ai!! cum sa stergem tot threadu? faceti altu si il inchid pe asta daca vreti... sheesh :hmm:

Nu stiu ce e asa de imposibil sau aberant. Dar in fine... merge si cu inchisul, doar ca... imi placea cum suna "forum romance" :D ; acuma trebuie gasit alt nume :(