Clair looked at the woman across from her, torn between revulsion and an almost childlike sense of wonder. She had, of course, heard of the Forsaken, but she’d never seen one in person much less engaged in conversation with one.
The exposure of the woman’s major joints, the parchment thin skin hanging on like shredded bit’s of gauze were unnerving to say the least. But the thing that had given her the most difficulty was the ragged flesh of her face. Even when the woman paused in speech, Clair could see the dull gleam of wickedly jagged teeth and the blonde shuddered to think of what the woman had been gnawing on to leave them in such a state. At the same time Clair found herself being drawn in by the woman’s exuberance. She...
I am a Subtlety Rogue but actually I try to be honest when I can. It is disarming to my enemies who expect nothing but trickery and lies. My mother taught me to be honest rather than fearsome. Yet like I have said there are times when lying or misdirection is the better option. What is true and what is fantasy? Does it matter?
I try to treat all combat encounters like a highly elaborate game. Place yourself like pieces on a board and move appropriately. Predict your enemies' strategies and call them out in public to intimidate them. And lie always with your stances, movements and attacks. That is where my class mostly comes into play.
In personal dealings or remembering myself I try to be honest. It does not do to lie to yourself....