The Tevinter Imperium support thread- "Tevinter is coming"
#7551
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 05:13
#7552
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 05:22
Archon RobRam is a stoic monarch. He's often silent, and then he will on occasion, suddenly shatter all sense of complacency with a post of resounding force.
...and possibly a reminder that Alexius has a perfect smile.
#7553
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 05:25
#7554
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 05:54
Good lord, not just an Orlais fan, but Kai Leng?
Possibly, the most irritating antagonist ever.
- Uccio aime ceci
#7555
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 05:56
Good lord, not just an Orlais fan, but Kai Leng?
Truly, if it weren't for Albert Wesker you would be absolutely hopeless.
Mmm I also I prefer book version.
He was a bad ass.
#7556
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:08
RobRam10 you are hilarious.
No hes not. He's mean. He literally told me just today he would never marry me. Called me a "heretic" AND a "heathen"
#7557
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:22
the fiend* smokes pipe*No hes not. He's mean. He literally told me just today he would never marry me. Called me a "heretic" AND a "heathen"
#7558
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:23
No hes not. He's mean. He literally told me just today he would never marry me. Called me a "heretic" AND a "heathen"
Oh, don't worry, my friend. I still love you heretic, heathen oxmen. < 3
- Geth Supremacy aime ceci
#7559
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:50
#7560
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:54
still on the "maker's will blah blah" haha.For the will of the Maker the heretics must die!
If tje maker exists he loves everyone just accept tevinter haha
And im so not going back to the chantry... bloody cleric copped a feel
#7561
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:54
No hes not. He's mean. He literally told me just today he would never marry me. Called me a "heretic" AND a "heathen"
And that's why he's the Archon ![]()
And for the record you are heretical bovine heathen...
#7562
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:56
And that's why he's the Archon
And for the record you are heretical bovine heathen...
Qunari fight like cows...
#7563
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 06:59
*"Time magic...time magic.." there is no relief of the thought. He leans on the armrest of his seat ignoring the vague squabble some Magisters close to him were engaged in.
What Magister Alexius did, that traitorous bastard. Why did he betray Imperium for the blighted darkspawn? he just couldn´t wrap his head around it.
He taps the armrest with his fingertip in his thoughts. Alexius is still alive, at least that is what his agent in Skyhold has reported. There is just no way to get his hands on him now. If they only would move him then maybe... it would be much easier now that Alexius is stripped of his title and position. Suddenly his line of though is interrupted by Monkey who is engaged in a loud discussion over some board game.
With a sight he reaches for the crystal wine glass and takes as sip. "Don´t we have anything better to do than this?" he wonders to himself.
What about the boy, Alexius previous student, that one.. what was his name.. oh yes, Dorian, of house Pavus. That young arrogant boy might have some knowledge I don´t. Maybe it would be easier to capture him... It has to be done outside the Imperium though, with no implication to me. Mercenaries maybe?
After Alexius was indicted he had his agents to raid Alexius tower for any information regarding time magic. Still a lot of components were missing.
He falls into deep thoughts...*
- raging_monkey aime ceci
#7564
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 07:04
Qunari fight like cows...
Only fight? You give them too much credit, they also look and smell like them, to say nothing of their abysmally dim herd mentality and correspondent [lack of] intellect.
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Alexius was a great chap once you snapped him back to his wits. I'd recruit him more often if it didn't mean also sparring that insufferable whiner Fiona. As it stands I find myself compelled to conscript the templars if only to spare Thedas what ever future horrors the 'grand' enchanter might unleash upon it. Although I always make a point to ally with the Imperium as opposed to Neverra, if only as a well deserved apology for my inability to save Alexius from Fiona's clutches.
#7565
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 07:56
*"Hmm, maybe... crows. I could assign crows to the task" he thought, "if they fail it is only on them. I have official business in Antiva anyway", a complacent smile slowly appears on his face.*
#7566
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 02:22
continued from part 1 http://forum.bioware...ead/?p=18148017
I Sat there stunned, looking into the fire. For the first time in my life i felt defeated. My men gone, My supplies gone, The funds i raised for this expedition GONE!
and for what? lost out here in the ****** wastes! it is hard to describe such a feeling, It pains me to admit at one point i trembled. Could i really die out here? in Orlais no less? I've lost arguments, fights, even battles. But there was always a way, an opportunity, a lesson to learn from it. But this? no food, no maps, I looked up at the stars It was as if they were mocking me, Silently laughing at my situation. The stars knew the way back to civilisation, but it was an art i'd never bothered to learn. A roll for scouts and ship captains, Not a Magister. I knew of no spell to command they reveal their secret code and I hadn't the time to properly break a fade entity to provide me with the information a needed. If you're reading this here's why: One Should Never coax a demon when one is desperate it's like blood to a wolf. they can sense it and they will take advantage. It takes patience time and above all planning to control the denizens of the fade, None of which I had. The realisation that short of a caravan passing by i was stuffed.
So far i'd met only the insane, hunters more concerned with hunting beasts then rescuing anyone. or carta thugs that were more scared of their bosses than even the strongest spell and even if a caravan did find me the moment they noticed my accent they would run in fear because of bedtime stories about events that happened age's before any living person fell out of their mothers womb. I chuckled at the prospect of being forced to harm the imbeciles just to stop them from fleeing. Which in turn would only lead the the survivors adding to the horror stories of the evil tevinters. A momentary escape from the hopelessness of my situation..........Or perhaps i was starting to go mad? I looked over at the elven I girl Woman. Clad in a strange elven armour, Emerald green for the most part with brown leather straps it was so hard to describe almost like a dress held together by nothing but straps and a large belt forcing it to fit firmly to her body. The spaulders and greeves were poorly fashioned, made out of a cheap light weight metal, seemed more ornamental than actually protecting anything. Underneath was chainmail. made out of silverite it shone amazingly, but against bare skin it must have chafed like riding a stallion bareback and it was only then that i noticed the intricate patterns and designs on her breast plate.
I couldn't help but laugh. The ridiculousness of the situation, I'd met daughters of magisters like this back home. Girls playing dress up wanting to be soldier's and having their tailors make outlandish outfits that "combined protection, while preserving the unmatched beauty of its owner" they'd pay to have the rules waved so they could fight alongside men and yet they were always mysteriously transferred out if you were ever heading into battle. But this elven woman......they way she fought? it, she almost killed me? Don't get me wrong i'd met plenty of woman that could fight, But they knew the reason for armour wasn't some fashion statement. They dressed the same as men, cut their hair so it wouldn't be blowing in their face at the wrong time. they drank like men, spoke like men and worst of smelt like men. But the elf? it was like a fairytale. I could still smell the perfume she had on after 3 days of her being unconscious, pumping water down her throat and soaking her head to keep her hydrated. Despite sweating profusely at one point and being covered in blood and sand I could still smell her ****** perfume! This? This just doesn't happen! and then i wondered maybe the fight never took place? Maybe this was a trick of the mind? the woman didn't exist. Maybe I'd been out here longer than I thought and i'd gone completely mad? I reached for my waterskin, the shooting pain doing so sent through my shoulder quickly reminded me that such thoughts were horseshit.
I knew the maker had long since abandoned me, I was in this on my own as i had always done. I'd never asked anything of him, except when my wife took ill i prayed, worshipped, hell i begged. But my prayers fell on deaf ears. He never even allowed me vengeance on the Qunari filth who took her from me. sending adverse weather to stop my pursuit. I cursed him, dared him to smite me and promised to impale him on his own throne and still nothing, not even a breeze "coward" I muttered and i meant it. And then? and then it happened, SHE MOVED! It was like ecstasy my way out I was going to live she could save me! I wouldn't care what cost she asked if she could get out of this desert i would give her anything. I wanted nothing more than to reach out embrace her in my arms and beg her to get my out of this hell hole. But I did none of this, despite my jubilation i kept my outward composure and when she looked up at me I scrunched my face up almost snarling out her. "good you're alive, I was beginning to think I killed you.................and your of no use to me dead"
- Uccio aime ceci
#7567
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 02:26
And that's why he's the Archon
And for the record you are heretical bovine heathen...
Whoa...we must have done some special for you to grace us with your presence again.....was it the 300 pages or what is the occasion? ![]()
#7568
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 02:27
Qunari fight like cows...
How exactly does a cow fight?
#7569
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 02:31
So let their children starve! Let the sword pour out their blood! Let their wives become widows without any children! Let their old men die in a plague, and let their young men be killed in battle! Let screaming be heard from their homes as warriors come suddenly upon them. For they have dug a pit for me, and they have hidden traps along my path.
#7570
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 02:44
#7571
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 02:46
How exactly does a cow fight?
they charge in head strong and die.
- Drasanil et EmissaryofLies aiment ceci
#7572
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 03:29
they charge in head strong and die.
Come fight under me, but by my side. Together we could make any strategy work. We can just how crazy of stuff we can do and still live.
We will attack Orlais just us and see how it goes! You can even have Z for experiments.
#7573
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 03:30
Drasanil and Tevinter Soldier are back? How splendid. I hope they stay.
- Drasanil et The Baconer aiment ceci
#7575
Posté 07 janvier 2015 - 03:41
Tevinter Rose, too.
- RobRam10, Uccio et The Baconer aiment ceci





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