PLAYER 1 - Lord Faust

Greetings mighty wizards of Arragoths
Islands!



It shall be known that I am Lord Faust, ruler of the under dwarves in
Blackrock. My people harvest all the treasures of our dark mountain with an
impressive craftsmanship, constantly searching for iron and the beloved
sacred metal mithril.




My people have seen all the signs of the awakening of Arragoth, the son of
the fire Gods. Arragoth will try to reclaim all his lost islands, and this
we wizards must prevent. Arragoths lava legions must be sent back into their
burning volcanoes, and we all know that the easiest way of making this
happen is by uniting.




I shall great other wizards who wishes to unite with me, but keep your hands
away from my peoples mithril or I won't be able to control their greedy
wrath.

Contact Lord Faust at dennis@lgm.se

PLAYER 2 - Don Corleone

reetings Wizards Of Arragoth, Allow me to introduce myself. I am Don Corleone, General of the Halflings of Cropers Wood. Mayor Mariso Redbottom has appointed me to be the leader of our small army, in light of recent news that the Legend of Arragoth is rumoured to be true. We are a peaceful race by our nature, and have no problems co-existing with the neighbouring nations of this realm. However, with the impending threat, we would like to extend our hospitality and friendship to all, and hope our nations can survive these dark times. You may send your messengers and runners to my home, or alternatively, our outpost. Messages sent to either address will eventually get to me. Until we meet in the field of honour, may you and your people prosper in harmony,   Don Corleone, General of the Halflings of Cropers Wood   Alternatively, you might like to try out my little experiment involving CGI and fill out the following form! I'll be sure to in form Don and I'm certain that he will be more accomodating in all your requests... Don's Wow Player Database Wizard Name: Real Name:  Email Address:

Contact Don Corleone at hizz13@tm.net.my

PLAYER 3 - Kyrlyn

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Kyrlyn at danders@ameritech.net

PLAYER 4 - Lord Winston

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Lord Winston at Javert_DBD@hotmail.com

PLAYER 5 - Elendil

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Contact Elendil at riqard@yahoo.se

PLAYER 6 - The Soul Remover

 
Varossa
Amazons


 

 

 


      

Hiya all! Well it happened again -- don't
ask me how, but somehow I was playing with my orb in my attic ya see, and
I got teleported into this really huge forest thicket...I think I was
unconscious
for a bit, because I had no idea where I was when I woke, and I was all
tied down to this spit and had an apple in my mouth....these gorgeous maiden
warrior types were all poking at me little round belly with a hot twig,
and boy did it hurt! Anyways, I think they meant to have me for a feast
or  something -- I couldn't really quite tell actually, but I doubted
they wanted me over for a game of twister... Well, don't ask me how I did
it, but somehow I managed to get them to pull the apple out and let me
speak for a bit, and well, next thing I know I find out they simply adore
tarts and other such delicassies, and even more they needed someone to
play their olympic type games with (never knew one could fly so far until
then....maybe we can have our own GATASU someday too...who knows?). To
make a long story short, somehow I became their honorary guest, and they
allowed me free passage      through the beautiful
wooded lands of Varossa until they can help me get back to my hafling
homeland.
It turns out they even think I'm pretty intelligent or something (well
I was once a grandiose mayor, I was!), and so they have also asked me to
aid them in matters of magic, economy, and even to dabble in some diplomacy
I think -- I'll leave all the fighting up to them though. The orb doesn't
seem to be doing anything again, so this time I threw it to the depths
of the ocean from our wonderful coastal hillside -- amazing how much it
reminds me of home... *sniff* 

      


 

  

 

 


      

 Just to catch everyone up on
events around town:  

 

TURN 1 - What
an atrocious turn of events -- not a single darn thing went right, and
right of the bat the amazonians aren't too happy with their new halfpint
advisor; guess I'll have to step it up a bit. It goes to show that even
careful planning can turn to disaster when you make crucial errors of
judgement
and implementation -- gonna have to simply do better from now on! A few
allies were contacted through some careful diplomacy, and it is thought
more will be reached soon enough to join in the fight against Arragoth.
Not much to report of in way of expansion, economy, or magic -- right now
it all just sucks. :P 



TURN 2 - Well it
has become blatantly obvious to me now that our neighbors re not quite as
close by as initially expected.  This of course can be seen as good and
bad, in that we have more land to be able to take for ourselves, but also
lack a nearby trade partner.  The jungles around our beutiful city seem to
provide us with plenty of wood, and just enough food to get by, but
basically nothing else.  Hopefully we shall soon find someone that we can
trade with for the other resources we direly need, or at the very least
discover some land that will produce it for us.  Much work has gone into
devising plans for Varossa; The maidens seem to have the security issues
taken care of, and the economy can only go as fast as our stockpiles hold
up, so I can now focus a bit more on magic research and diplomatic means.
A warm extention of goodwill to any who would care to be allies with our
nation -- there are a few who have already seen the importance of allying
with our nation (they obviously aren't sure the maidens will do anything
less than gut them with their spears if not), but there are many who will
come to realize the strength of having us as an ally, rather than an enemy.
 The time until Arragoth's arrival is short, and in order to survive we
must all have those we can count on for aid -- Varossa does not plan to be
one to fall due to ignorance.


      


  

 


     



Well that's about it for now...Oh! I almost
forgot! I wanted to show you that orb I was talkin about in my
introduction.  






Here it is...ain't she a
wonder?


 

Anyways -- Guess it's time for me to run off
now. I've got a lot of work to do what with plans for new recruitment into
the militia, ancient spells to be learned, dumb wizards writing me to be
their best-friend...it's a hard life being sort of-mayor again I tell ya
what.  

 

 

 

Just thought I'd leave ya with one last look
at Varossa and her soon to be ready naval fleet. Wow...the beauty of it
all still hits me square in the chest sometimes. Know what I mean? Sure
ya do!! 

     




 
The
Soul Remover
 

 

 

Contact The Soul Remover at action111@hotmail.com

PLAYER 7 - Fin

1



     The elven nation had existed for millenia; Sometimes as

a world-spanning empire, others as a hidden Sylvan refuge.

Through it all, it had been ruled from the mysterious city

hidden deep with the forest of Starlight. Slender towers and

graceful arches blended seamlessly with towering oaks and

redwoods in a breathtaking blend of civilization and nature.

It was out over this awe-inspiring view that Fin stared; face

thoughtful as he looked out over the city.

     Despite the beauty of the view before him, he was troubled.

He had felt it for days; and, turning his senses inward, he 

felt it even now: A shifting, within the very world's core; a 

gathering of power, an awakening. Fin had lived long, 

even by the standards of his elven race, and had seen 

rulers come and go; empires rise and fall. Through it all

he had held his people in check, preparing for what was

coming, the time that was finally at hand.

     A cold pre-dawn wind blew thourgh, stirring his cloak

and breaking his reverie. He spins from the balcony, calling

 for his advisors despite the early hour. He had felt it; the 

moment had come: Arragoth was awakening.

---

 As the early morning sun shown through the window, 

Fin turned away from the flame-red sky. It was scant hours

later, and his messengers had arrived. He looked into their

eyes, silent for a moment as he surveyed their faces.

     "There are 11 of you, one for each of the Thaumaturge

lords of this age. The message I am about to give you is

strictly verbal, and must be delivered to the intended reciever

only.



  'Mage-lords of Arragoth,

     I am sure that you, too have sensed the disturbance in 

the Aethyr, and also certain that you, as well, have devined 

its cause to be the fulfillment of the ancient prophecy of 

Arragoth's re-awakening. Therefore, I write to you now with 

a message of friendship and alliance. When Arragoth awakens,

if we are not prepared, he shall sweep all before him, and

send this world down into chaotic destruction. To resist and

defeat him, we must unite as one. Our differences are 

petty before the destruction that will result of we treat this

new mystical threat lightly. Please, heed my words. 

 This messenger will await your reply,

     ~Fin, High Marshal of Starlight Forest'




     And with that, the messengers were gone, out the doors, 

rushing to their waiting steeds. Moodily, Fin returned to 

the window, to watch them thunder out the gates of Starlight.

He sighed, and turned from the window, hoping for the best.

Still, word had been sent, and, already this morning, he had

recieved word from several of his neighbors on the subject 

of alliance, and they had been receptive. Now, he had only

to wait.









send me a message

Contact Fin at NJGLEICH@MIDWAY.UCHICAGO.EDU

PLAYER 8 - Slystar

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Slystar at yousufb@usa.net

PLAYER 9 - Lancelot

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Contact Lancelot at spawntsr@webtv.net

PLAYER 10 - Nameless Wizard

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Nameless Wizard at 4270@student.thrijswijk.nl

PLAYER 11 - Nestalawe

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Nestalawe at dionysus@ihug.co.nz

PLAYER 12 - Garet Jax

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Garet Jax at trevor@mistweave.com

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