Recent content by Ovlan Vare

"...Hungry, mainly! Though a little spectacle never goes amiss." Ovlan guffawed briefly, abruptly cutting his own laugh short when he noticed others were eavesdropping on their conversation. He nudged the knight at his elbow, made a throw of his head towards the nearest inn, a few clicks of...

"What? For Scarly? Nah, he just eats rats and mice mainly. Maybe the odd cat. As for me, I was mainly looking to get breakfast of the human kind. Eggs, bread and meat, if I can help it. Preferably with no drow poisons in it, thank you very much." Ovlan squinted an eye, looking up at Guilliame...

"Who, him? No, I don't think he will. In either case, he only sells . . . strange . . . wares . . ." Ovlan was distracted with stuffing Scarly into his inner-most pocket, despite the pitiful sqwuaks of the creature. In the meantime, the kapmadillo merchant had struck upon a new mark, saucing...

"*Only* poisons? Well tug me in the tail. I was rather looking for something to eat that won't kill me. What? My tail? Oh, no, no, I don't *have* a tail. It's an, eh, expression where I'm from. Very well, good, yes; and you, farewell." Finally disentangling himself from the sketchy merchant...

Dang it, and I just showed up with a customer! Oh well, another time mate. Best of luck.

Ovlan breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, luck had smiled on him; even if it had been a very tentative one, reluctantly granting him his boon. He clenched his fist on the prize of Republic coin he'd sifted from the nearest tavern. Now he could really do with some breakfast. But instead, his...

Ovlan sighed and rubbed his face vigorously at the back of the Thanassian caravan. Not this again. He'd already dealt with the harsh sun all day, and now that he thought he might finally find some respite, they encountered scale-born Thagretians? Great. Fantastic, really. He swung down from...

". . . what, you dare accuse me of cheating?! Why, I have never--!" By the time Talorgan sauntered over, one of the men had drawn a machete, one a club and the last one simply cracked his knuckles. Ovlan whirled around himself, trying to find an escape route. He found Talorgan. At first, his...

Ovlan!

As above, so below. Dragons dominated the expansive skies, while their lesser cousins scrabbled around and clawed the dust-breathing streets. As with near everything in Thanasis, reptillians ruled every space, whether small or huge. In the bowels of these maze-like streets and fighting pits...