More recently, Dalamar has changed his appearance somewhat. He's older looking - he now appears to be in his mid to late thirties - but he's aged well and he's cut his hair. He seems to now be wearing a wider variety of colors and styles, perhaps searching for one he likes better. There has been perhaps the occasional misstep, but nothing that has yet proved fatal.
Since then, we've learned that he works for the Chaos Imperial Service, just as one would expect of a member of the diplomatic corp. (Or a spy, or covert operative, or Imperial security, or, well, you get the idea.) Dalamar does seem to know a lot about security.
His points, as bid for in the original auction were:
Psyche 31 (3rd rank) Strength nb Endurance 17 (3rd rank) Warfare 1 (5th rank)Don't believe that last one though -- we've all seen a lot of evidence that Dalamar is a much better fighter than that. He may even be as good as Katarina or Keverian.
As the run has progressed, Dalamar has gained new abilities as much as anyone else, and he is certainly now an accomplished sorceror as well as a skillful conjurer. Most recently, he's shown signs of having taken the plunge into getting a real power: he's been flashing spells with Logrus in them.
``Remember: Only hold them by the blue end.'' What do you get when you leave one conjurer and spy alone with one talented but inexperienced trump artist for too long? ``The veapon:'' it slices; it dices; it shapeshifts into a wide variety of stylish weapons; if you touch the red part, it puts you in a trump trap; it even turns into a moderately sized red bird (with blue feet, of course). We'll take four.
``Dalamar, you're adorable.'' In one of our first encounters with Mary, while Dalamar and Felicia were still dating, Dalamar inquired her about what she had done with the real Felicia and she said, "Dalamar, you're adorable.". Dalamar's response? ``I am adorable. It's about time some realized that.''
Too close to a Logrus bomb. Attending a reception in Chaos, Dalamar had the misfortune to be too close to Elaine Swayhill when someone tried to assassinate her with a Logrus bomb. It was not a pretty sight and a number of important Chaosites were killed. Dalamar's memory has never been the same since. Oh, and Elaine? Not a scratch.
The Social Event of the Season Dalamar was one of those in charge of handling security for Gilva's wedding. Things did not go quite as well he might have hoped.
"I'll trade you a stuffed manticore for it." After having come into possession of the mother of all spikards -- in full view of more people than he could readily dispatch -- Dalamar and all his good and dear friends retired to Rebma to discuss what to do with it. When it became clear that no one was going to get to walk off with it and a lot of people weren't even too happy even letting the mages look at it too closely, Dalamar reluctantly agreed to give it into Dworkin's care. But not one to give something for nothing, he traded it to Dworkin.
``She says you can have your choice: she'll either kill you, mind wipe
you, or lock you up forever.'' (Felicia)
``Actually, I'm not really in favor of any of those options.'' (Dalamar)
``I wouldn't bet a conjured dollar on that.''