Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26428725-20150530004141/@comment-64.222.239.101-20150817150716

Greetings! M'aiq knows many things. What is your interest? You seek knowledge. M'aiq has much. Some of it verified by actual facts!

M'aiq does not understand what is so special about Ysmir's beard. It looks the same as any other beard.

M'aiq thought Skyrim was a land of sweetrolls and butterflies. Now there are not so many of either.

M'aiq does not understand why dragons breathe fire. M'aiq prefers to breathe air instead.

M'aiq once tried to levitate. Perhaps Khajiit are not meant to levitate.

M'aiq speaks the truth, except for when he doesn't. With you, always the truth. (IV or V I think)

The meaning of life? An interesting concept, one that cannot be answered in one word, but three: refined moon sugar.

M'aiq has heard of this. They've got all the money. Mudcrabs taking over everything. They already run Pelagiad. (Morrowind)

Once M'aiq bought a sweetroll from the baker and took it to an alleyway to eat. Then two thugs approached him and demanded he give them the sweetroll or else they would beat him. So he...

It is not a question of what M'aiq knows, it is a question of what M'aiq chooses to tell.

It has been eighty years since the Great Collapse. Why do they not conjure a hammer already and fixed the damned bridge?

How fortunate for M'aiq to chance upon a fellow adventurer! Perhaps one with a story to tell?

There is no mystery. M'aiq knows all. The dwarves were here, and now they are not! They were very short folks... Or perhaps they were not. It all depends on your perspective. I'm sure they thought they were about the right height. (Morrowind)

M'aiq wishes he had a stick made out of fishies to give to you. Sadly, he does not. (IV)

May you always walk in the sunny spots.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;line-height:18px;">Beards, beards, beards!