01-27-2011, 01:27 PM
Alex looked down at her and crouched down. "Please. You must help me," he begged. "The darkspawn have the one I love. Please, tell me, do you have any idea where they may be?" he asked, desperate for answers. If she could not answer, he would make another desperate move, placing a hand on her head and trying to see if he could find answers himself. If he could push ideas into minds, maybe he could look into them as well. It was worth a short.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.