[color=ed1c24]"Oh the Deep Roads are suppose to be lovely this time of year. Dark, dank, with a slim chance of death here and there. The three Ds every adventurer should look for."[/color] Paxton said with a slight chuckle as he addressed the group's idea of using the infamous underground passageways.

He looked over to young mage of the group, poor boy always found the need to isolate himself from everyone else in the company. Paxton gave a slight nod to the boy's claims about the dangers of the roads. [color=ed1c24]"Course the Deep Roads are dangerous, only a blighter would think otherwise. Darkspawn, old Dwarven traps, and all manor of mean little creators that would love to make dinner out of our collective hides.[/color] He said, raising a finger as he listed the possible things that could end the group's journeys prematurely. [color=ed1c24]"But if my memory isn't failing me in my old age the surface isn't fairing to well these days."[/color] He added as he scratched his beard. [color=ed1c24]"Maker only knows how long until another giant hole into the Fade opens up in the sky and starts spewing out demons again. Best we take the dangers we do know we will have and get to Starkhaven while there is still a Starkhaven to get to.[/color] Paxton said before quickly putting in. [color=ed1c24]"Though if it was up to me I would so much rather ride a griffon there, but what are the odds of finding one of those?"[/color]

Paxton's attention was soon drawn to the group's slightly scatter brained Dwarf and her seeming fascination with golems. [color=ed1c24]"Golems... those poor bastards..."[/color] A slight shiver could be seen going through Paxton as he said this. [color=ed1c24]"Heard that a bit of those unlucky sods were forced into becoming those... things. I have to say, that sounds like a rather rough way to go, trapped in a body of stone and steel."[/color] He said in a rather sympathetic tone, his attention focused in on the group's campfire.