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Greetings Lords and Ladies of
the Realm.
Allow me to introduce myself.
I am known
as Garganath Faltiki, defender
of the
Amazons of Gilita. I am also
a member of
the Northern
Alliance.
We are a peaceful race who wish
live in
harmony with all, but in these
times of
darkness, we are forced to take
arms
against those who wish us
harm.
Any future friends or allies
are welcome
to start dialogue with me,
or any of the
current members of the allianc
e.
Future enemies, however, will
not receive
such a warm welcome. As the saying
goes,
"Be prepared to meet thy maker",
if you
wish to make enemies of me and
my people.
May your people experience long
lasting
peace, happiness and
prosperity,
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Ladies,
I have much regret to inform you of the absence of my close friend, and just ruler, Garganath Faltiki. I, Dougan Fiireflint, have taken up the oath to serve and protect, the Amazons of Gilita, and maintain the current alliances forged by him. All dialogues and envoys should still be sent to the places above, and I will endeavour to answer them as well, and as speedily as he has done. His current whereabouts is unknown, and I will be posting any news of his travels in the news section. That is all, Dougan Fireflint |
Contact Dougan Fireflint at fzulhuma@nsw.bigpond.net.au
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Greetings, everyone. My name is Strallen, and I am the ruler of the
Sandpeople of Ki. The tale of how I managed to come to be their ruler is quit
strange indeed...... I used to live in an Empire that ruled the world, an
Empire that made the Dark Elves out to be superior to all other races..... A
rebellion occured, and when my father was cut down I became the leader of the
rebellion...... But we failed, and my punishment for treason was to be
exiled...... So they worked some form of magic that sent me into a seemingly
endless void, but it did end, and when it did I found myself in a desert much
like the one I grew up in. I wandered for not long before finding the people
of Ki, after taking a small amount of time to recover I set out to become the
leader of these people, and it did not take much to convince them.....
And so I became their King and leader, and I shall bring the seclusion of
these people to an end.... Do not get me wrong, I'm not planning on ruling the
world, but I do plan to make sure that my people do not stay shut away from
the rest of Shadowmoth any longer. We of the Sandpeople have been hermits for
too long.....
Contact Strallen at strallen2@aol.com
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kings of the realms, greetings. I would like to introduce myself as Discordia, grand Wizard of the high elves. I have been their leader for many centuries now and, if the stars still shine brightly on me, will still be their leader when most of the other great kings of the realms rest in peace. My people are nevertheless peaceful until we are threatend by adanger from any outside realm, if so we are able, willed and equipped to fight for the glory of the high elves and, of course, for the glory of our allies. Kings of the realms, beware, accept our borders or you wont be in the situation to accept anything anymore. signed Discordia
Contact Discordia at revenge@cww.de
Contact The Crossroad Council of Wizards at MorrisBros@aol.com
"Greetings Wanderer!", the huge Minotaur guard shouted as he let you pass into the fortress city at Cornick Pass. Inside, you see a bustling community, teaming with energy. "Know that our Warchief and Wizard Ja'thrak has decreed that any foreigner who behaves honorably is to be welcomed as a proud warrior and as a friend by all our people, but that any who act without honor will face our wrath!" The guard turns and points to the kobolds that you can see working hard inside the great city. "These kobolds acted dishonorably again and again. Now their entire race has been enslaved. Let this be a warning to all. Those who deal with us in honor shall we too treat honorably and as brothers-in-arms, but any who try to betray us or act in dishonor shall be either enslaved or killed."
Contact Ja'thrak at e9125009@student.tuwien.ac.at
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Greetings Lords, I am Shadowmage, the soon to be new ruler of Ablert Hall. I have taken over due to an illness that has befallen King Ablert. Cards and flowers will be accepted for the ailing king. I will be taking all visitors now. Discussions and decisions on alliances will now come through me. Think before attacking these lands. I am a dimensional traveler. I have been picked by the Balance to maintain an equilibrium between the forces of Order and Chaos. I spent countless years battling either side of the force which has led me to be cursed by both. Chaos thought it would be a fine joke to fling me from battle to battle. Order believed it fitting for me to have no knowledge of where I was or which side I am to fight for. It is a petty revenge that they get, but I have learned that the gods and goddesses are a petty lot. So here I now live for now to set right the balance that has gone wrong. Be it for Order or Chaos. I do not know. We shall see.... |
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Contact Shadowmage at shadowmagi@hotmail.com
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Contact Elora Darkweaver at joao.bela@mail.telepac.pt
The jungle was a harsh place. Its spirit was twisted in despair by
the terror
of marauders who had run through it with sword and fire. Careless about
the
suffering they caused, heedless of the destruction, they drove most of
the people
of the jungle to death. The standing folk, the trees, were hacked and
slashed. The
running folk, the beasts, were hunted near to extinction. And those of
the sapient
races were hunted and killed in their masses. Simple, tribal folk all.
They had
lived in harmony for many an aeon. They had no knowledge of the arts of
war. They
had no defence.
It took the strength of one woman, unable to flee further as her
folk had been
driven to the edge of the volcano Killianbaro, to turn the tide. Her
folk were
powerful of body, though untrained. Many had been massacred. They were
afraid. Yet
when Bella Donna turned to them her face was masked with the blood rage.
"They
drive us to our doom, let us die free and proud!" She cried. It was as
near an
animal cry as any human speach, and it reached down to the soul of every
member of
her tribe. Man, woman and child turned back towards their home with
vengeance in
their heart.
The battle which followed was savage and bizarre. The ranks of
marauders, armed
and numerous warriors of great experience, were shocked to see the tribe
of amazons
turn back towards them. They laughed as the first tribesfolk attacked.
And they
slaughtered many of them with ease. Yet soon the tide turned. Bella
Donna herself
took over 3 dozen heads, soon exchanging her hunting spear for a much
more worthy
weapon carried by a slain marauder. Yet though her tribe fought hard it
is said,
and sung loudly by the amazons, that their doom would have been sealed
if it was
not for Hite herself, spirit of the jungle, aiding the attack. Snake bit
horse.
Vine choked rider. Quicksand opened where before an army stood on solid
ground. It
is the firm belief of the amazons that the jungle understood the fire in
Bella
Donna's eyes and saw her as its righteous matriarch and vassal.
The battle was over a century ago. Bella Donna is kept young by the
spirit of the jungle, Hite. She and her folk have rebuilt their land,
and their number. They are now beginning to build a city in honour of
the jungle herself. As they do so, the Matriarchy of Hite expands. With
full knowledge of the past, Bella Donna has vowed that now region of the
world shall suffer such evil as Hite did. She lives her life to honor
and protect.
Contact Bella Donna at pruthorn@yahoo.com
In a dark room sits a lone man. He tilts his head slightly as if listening
to something in the distance. And listening he was - past the children
playing in the streets, past the constant pounding in the mines and even
past the movements of dangerous creatures in the unmapped caverns of
the Underdark to sounds more distant and more ominous.
Dreadlord is gone, but his throne remains. Already the wizards throughout
Shadowmoth make preparations to vie for the crown. Armies march
throughout the lands consolidating their kingdom's power for what is to come.
The listener knows what is approaching. It would start peacefully -
alliances formed and borders agreed on, but it wouldn't last. Small
skirmishes will break out and intensify. Soon all of Shadowmoth will be
wracked by war - kingdoms will crumble, whole races will be wiped from the
land to be remembered only in children's nursery rhymes.
Every would-be leader dreams of sitting on Dreadlord's throne and the
listener is no exception. A smile spreads across his stern features. Today is
a great day. A day when legends will be formed - and he would not be left out.
Grub the Merciless and the Under Dwarves of Khaymay would not sit out this
battle - the grandest of all battles. It was time to roll the dice and let them land
where they may.
There was much to do in the coming days. The forges will glow red tonight.
Contact Grub the Merciless at powtoast@geocities.com
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I arrived pretty late into this world and have therefore struggled with the problem of other wizards that already have grown empires that are alot bigger than mine. Therefore I'm having problem surviving in this world. I will great all types of cooperation.  |
Contact Emperor Gorgon at m75dl6g0@students.su.se
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THE CHRONICLES OF KARAK KAZADOR
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One night you look into tour crystal ball you see a
But none of your clerks looks this man, he got an aura
of power and hes got a look that inspires confidence. He
wears clothes of an merchant, but looks more like an
adventurer. Suddenly he stands up and bow gracefully to
you, and he starts talking:
-Greetings mighty leader.
-I am Thamdil chief of the Dervish clans i New
Flashmar.
-It was a long time since i travelled thru your kingdom
with my caravans, but i surely hope that we can start
a trade agreement between our great kingdoms.
-I apologize for disturbing you in your magick studies but i
need to meet you in private to offer you these uncommon gods
that i know your people is in a great need of.
What do you reply?
Contact Thamdil at yeswhy@hotmail.com
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Contact Karonisis at jones.hb5@mail.utexas.edu
The forecasted age of power and knowledge has finally come unto the might Sand People. With a new leader that appeared in a blinding furry of a storm, the centuries of petty warfare and barbaric raiding are ended. The people of Mivsalar desire peace! The people of Mivsalar expect respect! The people of Mau'Dib will respond will fury against all who try to disrupt the new age!
Contact Mau'Dib at rlmemmott@aol.com
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Contact Nameless Wizard at mc9734@mclink.it
Greetings: I am Big Brother, the lord of the gnome nation of Jungolimbols. The history of our race is quite short: we have been considered a crazy race with crazy inventions and silly ideas, and always underestimated by all other races. But this situation has changed under my government. The way I achieve this is a bit complicated, since all the gnome society had to change. But with the appropriate knowledge it can be done. At the beginning, I only was another gnome investor, but my ideas were quite different from the others. And when I became an adult gnome, I realised that not only my ideas were different, but also my abilities for extrasensorial perceptions and magic research. Then the Gods revealed to me that my destiny was to put the gnomes race at the highest level of the world. After the banishment of the hated Dreadlord, how to obtain the power and change our society was just the same. The first of all was move to another place, since a new civilisation requires a new city. And I developed a way to do that: a new experiment that leaded to the formation of a lava gushing volcano and the destruction of our old homes. When people needed a new leader my destiny was revealed to them. My name was changed, and since then I has been known as Big Brother. So we had to move to another region, where I developed a happy new world. Now I am the lord of the time, and the lord of the minds. The reality only could be seen through my eyes. My power is absolute, but all the people is happy. And the typical creativity of our race, which have been always quite dispersed in a lot of fields and matters, now it is focused to real problems and really interesting inventions. That makes the gnomes nation of Jungolimbols a powerful allied... or a mortal enemy (just decide). And remember: BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU.
Contact Big Brother at David.Benito@uv.es
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Buck listened closely, trying not to hear a thing ... Two thousand gems!, goodness those traders are so rich!, imagine wandering around from city to city selling such wonderful bright sparkly stones. Maybe he should take up a job being a caravan guard?, mmm, see the world they say. Oh sure buit they don't tell you about marauding trolls when ya sign up do they, nup, not untill you find yourself face to face with a twelve foot 'thing' tryin to stomp and chomp ya, 'specially worrying when yer only a few feet tall yerself. Nah, stay here where the weather is warm and the beer flows thick and smooth. Oh and those ponies are grand things, good to see the lads running around the empty fields training and so forth, they wont be out there for too much longer though, what with winter just around the corner and all. But our granaries are full and even overflowing somewhat, he heh, Buck grinned as he patted his well-rounded belly. Golly those crystal balls are wonderous things aren't they, being able to see all around the world from the comfort of your own home. Allmost everyone in the shire had taken a gander through one of them, and giggled at all the silly looking people fighting and worrying and so forth. Oh how wnoderful it was to be safe and in peace. But ah, it gets weary, time to go a wandering soon. Yep, lets see what fun we can have down south.
Contact Lord Euphoria at dionysus@ihug.co.nz
Zaphnar looked out into the caverns that surrounded him. He wondered why he ever decided to volunteer for such a mission. Colonize? Rumours of the surface world remained just that rumours. Zaphnar looked around at the yound dwarves as they busily created a new home. Vope Hall was done. Not much like the hall of his forefathers. It was just a small fortification against unknown dangers, but Zaphnar knew that there was a reason that the name of this small community rhymed with hope. He suddenly looks up to the ceiling of the great stone gallery that he was standing in. An outside observer would think that he was feeling the sunlight on his cheeks. Zaphnar dreamed of trees and farms where food and timber, would be plentiful amidst the sunlight. He knew that the underworld held its riches too. Mithril, iron and stone, these were to be had in his dark world, but too often the underdwarves were left hungry, left cold with lack of fuel. The elders rebelled, but no one listened to them any more. It was time to move on deeper into the caverns out into the light. The people needed a change. Zaphnar returned back from the land of hope that he held in his head. He kwen that the roses that grew in the sunlight also held their thorns. He knew that many races of mankind already roamed the surface. He knew their would be war. With a sigh, Zaphnar went back to work directing his small community to the tasks that needed to be done, and in his heart he still hoped that their would be some peace mingled with the wars that were to come.
Contact Zaphnar at kmsteche@midway.uchicago.edu
I am Lord Yeilan, high rule of the sand people of Javac. >From the hot regions of the Great Western Desert I speek to you the high Lords of all the Empires of the World. Mine is a people of peace, of trade and knowledge, we like to be left alone in our desert watching the birds in the sky and riding in our beloved horses, but remember that , altough our appearence is one of weakness, we are fierce warriors and strong warlocks, the desert is not only our ally but also our servant and any attack will be repelled by the forces of us and our allies. Also the sprites have just arrived to help destroy our enemies attacking them from the sky, beware of their might.
But if you come in peace we will offer you the hospitality of the desert, its richs oasis, its delightful fruits, and its beutiful horses, 'peace' is our salutation but if anybody attacks us our answer will always be: .
I want just to say that if you think that you are in a border with me, that is near region 37, 147, 40 ,86 or 4, please contact me as soon as possible. If we negotiate our borders before fighting is better than having to fight for each movement that does our troops.
I also want to be informed if you have region with a border with the ocean hexes 92 and 148 to avoid landing in other wizards regions and begin battles.
From here i declare myself and my people enemies of Discordia. This elf is just greedy, he want to expand himself in spite of his great territories. He will see how we, the sandpeople, fight when angered.
OOC: I am the replacement player for 'Lady Eridis', if you sent her some messages remember that i do not have them and please send me a copy. Also send me a message to remake any treaty that you may have done with her.
Contact Yeilan at e183744003@abonados.cplus.es
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Greetings Traveller, and welcome to Port Harlington - The Capital of The Dervish Hordes led by myself, the wizard JustOne. I urge you to take the liberty to explore my city, see its sights, meet its people and soak in its atmosphere.
I am a leader who wants the best for his people. We have been nomads long enough and now it is time for us to settle and to make ourselves known worldwide as the traders we are.
To this end i urge you to see our wonderful marketplace and see all the wonderful items we have for trade, or visit our taverns and drink our mead, the best in all of ShadowMoth
Now to matters of expansion. With the departure of the DreadLord, the surrounding country became racked with anarchy, countries expanding territory with abandon. I saw a chance to make a place for my dervish people in society and to allow them the prosperity they so richly deserve. Thus was born the City of Port Harlington - a new beginning for the dervish. To this end i will extend trade and peace with all who do likewise with me. Commerce calls for friendship and commerce is what drives the dervish. I treat my allies like family and extend to them all the trust and resources of my nation. But if you seek my downfall or even to take something from my people then be warned, we will fight to our last breath, our women and children fighting beside our men, defending Port Harlington to the death, for this will be our last home - one way or the other. So make your choice - Ally or Enemy - it could be the last choice you ever make
I will leave you to explore - if you want more information then please go to my information center or contact me via my ambassador. I look forward to hearing from you in the near future.
Goodwill and Peace to your people
JustOne - Dervish Warlord and Sage
Contact JustOne at justone@adelaide.on.net
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Calling all Lords of the Halflings. Join Lord Euphoria and I, Lord Mangus as allies for the betterment of the Halfling Race. Let us form a mutual protection and aid society. Please contact me if you feel this idea has merit. May the hair on your toes grow long.
The first thing the weary traveller notices is the radiant blue glow surrounding the top of the highest tower in the city. At the gates he asks the guard for information, and finds out that it is the home of the great Lord Steelmind. After having avoided being thrown in jail for his insolence, he enters the relatively small but quite defensible town. He looks at the small castle, the town hall and other buildings. He also notices that many more buildings are being built right before his eyes. He decides that this is a city in which he would like to live. He goes to see the Lord and gains admittance after a measly five hours of waiting. I greet the traveller. Please feel free to stay here among us peace-loving plainsmen on the island of Firestone. Make yourself a home and you will be accepted. The traveller is glad to oblige and swears fealty to me without hesitation. I welcome him and assure him that he is now under my protection. After wandering dangerous roads alone for years, nothing could make him happier. Know that I am Lord of this city. As of right now I am expanding at a rather slow pace just to be able to fit all my people in. I seek to live in peace and prosperity with my neighbours. In harmony we shall prosper. - Lord Steelmind.
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