Darth Nihilus

"Dak's the name. Dak Shadeaux, rogue, one-quarter elf on my mother's side," Dak says, mock bowing to Alexis. "Though if you asked her, she was pure Elven...."

I'm not sure how it happened...but I was reading this thread while surfing Netflix, and I found MLP:FiM. Damn, I wish I didn't download it, I seem to have come down with a bad cas of Brony-itus. Watched the entire first two seasons in less than two weeks, and I'm working on my second playthrough, now searching for Derpy in every episode. It's quite fun, really.

"Oh, did you now? Must have better hearing than I thought," Dak says, humorlessly. "Miss Alexis, is it not? I seem to recall you from my previous visit to this hall."

Dak walked back into the hall after taking a few days to himself, out in Eubric. From what he had heard, the Wolfpack and the Guard were getting it on again, leading to some heroes being sent to assist one side or the other. Doubtlessly they sided with the "good guys," the Guard. Although, judging by the state the Captain was in, from what he had seen of her, the Wolfpack might have won this round. He stepped into the hall, feeling a bit disoriented as he looked around. Almost no familiar faces, except those he had been in far too close quarters with lately, Guts and Dyric. Muttering an obscene word under his breath in Elven, he walks to a table and sits, looking sadly at his old table, which appears to be occupied by another hero at the moment. Having no one to talk to, Dak pulls a small length of black, near-invisible cord out of his hair, allowing the now-long mess flop into his eyes rather than being held up in his usual style. A bit archaic, but it would do. He would, after all, have to make some changes in his life, now that he had decided on his path.

I agree, but there really isn't much you can do, as usually a British accent is more different pronunciation of vowels, which can't really be translated into text.

Well, for one thing change his wording (To have a modern example with no context whatsoever in Heroica, "lift" rather than "elevator", "chips" rather than "french fries" things like that), and how he pronounces words. That, IMO, would be a good start.

Aww, you noticed! Seriously, though, a battle between Atramor and Dak would be freakin' epic, RP-wise. Atramor is sort of the type of Rogue Dak wants to become for the sake of appearances, but would hate himself if he did, sort of like Guts. Also, I know I did this for the last Dak picture, but I have to ask for help with the Black Knight Dak picture too. I'd like for it to have the CMF male skater hair (this one), with this shield and this armor in Dark Green. Any torso, but with Dark Green arms. The legs would be, preferably, Eomer's, and the face would be the Driver one from Dino, and the sword would be the Dragon Sword from Ninjago. Any help with this would be much appreciated, as I have virtually none of the parts listed.

Just the breath of a true smile graces Dak's face, for the first time in a long while. "Gee, wonder where I picked up that habit," he says.

A compliment. That's new, Dak thinks, wiping blood off his knife and the shield. "Yes, indeed. Arrogance obviously suits you much better, Guts," he says, rather droll. "Doubtless you're planning on spreading your riches to all the wenches in town, I should imagine. I wouldn't put it past you, to be sure," he smirks. "Surely you aren't thinking of putting that money to a more noble purpose."

Dak throws his Holy Bomb as well.

Dak goes for the Knight again.

OOC: Argh, s****y net connection FTL. IC: Dak attempts to spray the Count with the Garlic Spray. If that does not work, he drinks a Mead.

Dak attacks the Overbite again, knowing one hit from the Mockthril Knife will finish him.

" Again. Sheesh, why can't I hit anything with this knife?"

OOC: Guts threw his knife, not Dak. IC: Dak rolls his eyes at Guts' and Dyric's righteousness, then shrugs and hurls his Throwing Knife at the Wolfgang Overbite, from the back row.

"Hullo, Nuitan, Lyren," Dak says, hoping someone of similar age talking to them will calm both down. "We have no intention of hurting you; we're looking for your father, Nuitan. We're helping the Guild of Invision to talk to him, as they seem too cowardly to approach him, we will instead. Is that alright with you two?"

"I agree," Dak says, eyes returning to their normal color as his adrenaline fades.

I, too, trust the Role Cop's results, and Coryn as well, so I shall Vote: Shaak Ti (Flare).

Hi all, As I will have limited internet access over the next week or so, and after that I won't be able to get on very often, I'm afraid I'm going to have to quit the game. Sorry about this, but RL comes first. It was a lot of fun while it lasted, and I hope whoever replaces me does a good job playing my character.

OOC: Sorry about that, I might not have internet for the next week or so very often. I'll try to keep up as much as possible. IC: Dak watches as Guts downs a Grand Potion, and attacks the Quarter, from the front row, with his knife.

CSerpent from Mixcoatl! Was playing Assassin when I got it.

Can I have some? I'm on now, on EUSouthWest.

"Okay, I'll take my only Nostrum as well," says Dak, gulping down more alchohol from the yellow bottle this time. "Damn, I'm becoming more like you every day, Guts. Next you'll be asking me to be your apprentice or something." OOC: Ripping on K-nut, Flipz, Kadabra, and Bricksandparts here.