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*peeks cause he's curious...*
"If that is truly your wish, child, I will oblige you. However, I have felt this way a long time. I left my Qun. I disowned my people. But I survive! This is all we can do, no matter how hopless it gets."
You must fight this depression Maraas. You make your own way. Never go back! "I say we go get a reward for that."
Maraas nods happily to see the dwarf awake. [b]"You did well Sten. A bit over zealous maybe. Ha!"[/]b Maraas give a puntuated laugh. Though it seems the laugh is merely a formality to inform his audience that he was joking.
Maraas stays by the dwarf. "We will do what we can Sten. If it is not enough, die well."
Maraas flies at the murderous Hurlock and aims to cut him down to size.
Maraas, angry now at his failure, lines up a powerful swing!
Now that his alies are out of his way. maraas makes his way into the room and attacks the closest darkspawn.
"Kayln, your skill with traps is unmatched by anyone here. I say you go first with Dargail close behind, then our elven friends, and I will protect our rear."
taking advantage of the distraction, Marass deals a heavy blow to his opponent.
Seeing that Dargail is back up and charging, Maraas redoubles his efforts against the darkspawn. He attacks the nearest one.
In his zeal, Maraas aimed poorly...
Maraas, enraged at the cruel darkspawn, charges the barricade and renders it to splinters with his massive sword.
"You and your steel wall should take point, master templar. I will guard the rear. Besides, you'll need the head start to beat me in kills." Maraas chuckles, the first sign of mirth he's shown thus far.
"It leads where it leads. We have need to travel this path, and so I will until a new one is shown to me." Maraas makes to start off down the path, but pauses to make sure his companions are with him. He will stop if they do not follow.
"I agree with Dargail. Come back to us little one."
"I think we can dispense with story time. Just tell us which way the darkspawn went."
"Good fight dwarf. My, my" says Maraas at the new comer. "You Fereldens do have many sarabaas."
Maraas charges!
Marass, rushes up to the nearest Genlock and swings mightily, showing why Qunari are feared for their battle prowess.
"You are skilled at being unseen. Perhaps you will be usefull. Well done elfling." "Dwarf? 1 gold coin says I kill more than you."
Maraas starts jogging toward the ambush.
"Yes, friend dwarf, let us see if you can reach a genlock's head!"
"Since Qunari swords are all the same to you human, take mine in trade for one of these." Maraas chooses the finest specimen for himself if the trade is agreed.
"You are acting strange human. What are you hiding?" Maraas shifts his weight for left to right.
"Friends and colleagues we may be dwarf, but the Tal Vashoth have no masters. You should ask me nicely next time." Maraas falls into step with the dwarf placing a big hand on his shoulders in a gesture of friendship.
"Cows. Bandits. Darkspawn. What matter? We were hired to eradicate the threat. Let us be about our business."
"Just so." Maraas says with a curt nod. "Now, which direction were the beasts spotted?"
Ferelden sarabass do not wear collars? No wonder you are plagued by them; you don't even know who and where they are.
"Would it not be better to learn to protect yourself? I will not share riches and glory with an elfling who cannot pull her own weight. come along at least, you might learn something." Maraas speaks his words with a level, matter-of-fact tone.
"Is there pay for destroying these darkspawn stragglers?"
"My purpose is whatever I choose it to be. I make my living selling my sword arm as protection or as bounty hunter. Your sarabass are a persistent bunch. Dangerous too."
"I am Tal-Voshoth. However, Fereldens call me Maraas. I have not seen a dwarf of the Chantry before. Are you special to your race in some way?"
Simple, sad, people. If they stoped their wailing and focused their energy productively, they'd be better off. Maraas is easy to spot in the crowd at the chanter's board. At 7 feet tall, he usually stands head and shoulders over the tallest human. His skin a brownish-grey color, and his short hair is a dull white. Unlike most Qunari, Maraas doesn't have horns. He wears simple pants with boots up to his knee. He wears no shirt: only a thick harness of Bronto hide. He has a curious tattoo in red ink on the side of his neck.
Marass carries a worn longsword and two axes at his belt. across his back is a 6 foot long greatsword. "I work for whomever I chose little templar. I am no slave to the Chantry, the Qun or any other power. My life is far better than yours."
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