"It's pretty painful. Like breaking a tooth rather than an arm, though." Taas shrugs slightly. "Some of us cut them off to avoid shit like that happening in a fight." Or they were sawed off to keep saarebas safe in case of accidents.

The mage thing makes him smile and he makes a shield-like gesture with a bit of awe. "I have to say, those barriers are a great thing. I just like getting my hands dirty and I don't wear much armor, so that comes with some drawbacks." Plus, you know, fuel the rage.

Leaning on the table, the warrior chuckles again at the next question and shakes his head. "No Chantry sister has ever lectured me about the Maker. I think they're too scared." He shrugs. "...and the few Templars I've seen before I came here were the rogue kinds out on the roads. If they said something about the Maker, it was because I had just cleaved them with my axe."

For his question? "...I've never smoked elfroot or spindleweed."