PLAYER 1 - Harlequin

The omens have come to pass.  The COSMIC JOKE has appeared among my people!
The Under Dwarves are a people without magic.  While we use it in our daily 
lives, no mage has ever been born to any dwarven woman.  THAT HAS ALL CHANGED…

When a babe was born with glowing eyes, the Elders of our people met to find 
out why.  After many days of research, they discovered that this was the first 
sign that the Fire Lord was going to awake.  Thus began the training of the 
JOKE of the Under Dwarves, and, finally, the initiation of the HARLEQUIN.

The Under Dwarves have begun the long process of preparing our forces to stop 
the awakening of ARROGOTH.  Should this not be possible, we will fight to the 
death to defeat him.  WE WILL NOT SURRENDER!

If there are any out there who would join with us towards this goal, our 
envoys are waiting for your words.  We are even willing to stand beside old 
enemies to accomplish our purpose.  To all, we await and prepare…

Contact Harlequin at harlequin13@subdimension.com

PLAYER 2 - Rhina

 
 

  

    

      
Halflings?
      What
      Halflings?
      
 
  
  

    
hi hi
      hi hi
guess
      who has come
      guess why all of a sudden
      things are

      disappearing everywhere
      just to reappear
      shortly
      after that in the

      completely wrong
place
      like the lord
protector's
      snake in lady gwendonlyn's

      bed or the cooks
spices
      in the alchemists
      vials and
vice versa
      hi hi guess

      why sir vanguard's
      night pot was
filled
      with ants
      and his mother
found
      her

      her hair colored
blue
      one morning
yes
      it might be a ghost story but
      would we

      believe that yes it might
      be some evil demon
      playing tricks on us but still

      couldn't there be
another
      explanation it
seems
      that an old legend
      has finally

      proven true that states
      that with the wakening
      of arragoth strange
      things

      would be happening
      all over the halfling hills the same
      legend states that

      the source of all this confusion
      is going to be the salvation
and
      now people

      are searching and searching
      for the reason of all
      this a ghost could
      hardly

      oppose a black god and a
      demon wouldn't an angel wouldn't
      play tricks or

      would he
and
      any other solution
      ruled out
and
      considering the finesse at

      work it can only mean
      one thing a halfling must
      be responsible
      for all of

      this and so he
must
      be found the whole
      city is looking
      for him him because

      of course such brilliance
      in thinking and
      in planning demands
      the clever

      brains of
a
      male and even
      though there is this old saying
that it
      takes a

      halfling to find a halfling the
halflings
      have not yet found
      the halfling

      responsible for all these halfling jokes
when
      they find him they are going

      to whack him to tickle him to hang
      him upside down from the city
      walls then

      they will make him marry one
      of their daughters and tie
      him to the throne as

      the legend states that
      he is going to
      be the salvation and
      the only one able

      to be beat the forces of
      the demon king god
      or whatever
this
      thing is and

      yes they recognize that
      the legend
does
      not specify the that he
      has to be

      mail do it could be that he is a female
      she but still who would
      believe that

      a woman could save
a
      nation well possibly women
      would but who cares
      so it

      has to be a man maybe bigger
      and mightier
then
      all towering 4
feet
      tall

      simply a giant
so
      they continue searching
      and any observer should start
      now

      feeling pity for the poor bastard as
      the halflings are
      quite serious about

      binding the
unseen
      one to the
throne
      and knowing
      halflings they will most

      likely forget to remove
      the ties when the
dark
      god comes
stomping
      down the

      defenses and
whipping
      out life after life of
      the merry halflings but of

      course it is in the unseen
      ones own hands as all he has
      to do is a simple

      task as the legend
predicts
      and that is to destroy
      arragoth and i just
      hear

      that he has
finally
      been found wandering
      around in the castles
      wine cellar a

      bottle in his hands
      and actually
      the he is a she
and
      the she is called RHINA

      the halflings shade as
      she seems to be
      fading in and out
      of existence in a

      regular interval that could
      pose some problems
      in binding her though....

      

      
 
  

Contact Rhina at europa2013@excite.com

PLAYER 3 - Blade!

A message to the upworlders, from Blade!, Emperor of the Holy Empire of
Ratri's Will, High Lord of the Provincial Government of Drow Barrackas,
Guardian of the Greater Southern Underdark and Central Pinkasia,
Caretaker of the Blowing Meadows, Supreme Necromancer and Warlock of
the Dark, Revered Veteran of the Doctrinal Wars, Champion Master of
Battle and Tactics, Chosen of the Greater Spiders, and High Speaker for
Ratri:

        Woe be to thee who seek to stand in the way of the continual
accenscion of those who follow the Will of Ratri.  Woe be to the
awakening Arragoth, whom our Mistress, the most hidden and holy Ratri,
has bid us to slay.  This is our destiny . . . our purpose.  The time
grows ever closer to the foretold battle of Armageddon, already five
turns of the hourglass have passed since Ratri revealed to me that
Aargoth would be awakening.  Soon Ratri will strike down the deformed
Immortal known as Aargoth, and she will claim her place as Supreme
Mistress of the World.
        I am of the Drow (or "Dark Elves" as our misinformed upworld
cousins call us) of Barackas, and we have just finished fighting a nine
millenia old war of doctrine with our misguided sister cities.  Now we
are rapidly spreading throughout the underdark, recruiting tribes of
Orcs, Underhalflings, and Lizardmen to our cause, and we have emerged
on the surface where we brought civilization back to the "lost" Drow
who were refugees from the War of Doctrine, and taught Hill Dwarves the
joy of mining gems for Ratri's honor. Our Goddess Ratri, Queen of the
Dark, and Patron of Rightiousness gave us the power to defeat the false
idols and weak gods that our sister cities below the surface bowed down
to.  Now as a race of veteran warriors unified by doctrine, we seek to
defeat Ratri's ancient enemy, Arragoth.  In order to do so, we must
come to the surface though it does not please us to do so.  The ashes
being spread by the awakening volcanos have made the skies dark enough
to prevent our eyes from being damaged by your accursed sun.  A mixed
blessing as we will in all likliness have to cast our eyes on our pale
and seperated, yet honorable  "high" elven siblings, and the other
potenially noble races that live under the endless sky.  Of course, no
light has hindered our rapid progress throughout the Underdark, where
the farthest reaches have revealed our ancient competetors the stout
and productive Underdwarves and trecherously devious Orcs.
        Aargoth is the deformed immortal, a contradiction in terms...
omnipotence should yeild near perfection.  His deformation is not
physical but one of madness and chaos.  Ratri struck him down over ten
millenia ago, and would have done so again with Aargoth's last
awakening, except she was busy purifying her chosen Drow children and
saving the faithful ones during the War of Doctrine.  The foolish
lesser immortals, forgetting that Aargoth would return and that they
would need Ratri's help, banded together and twisted many members of
the Drow race to other 'faiths.'  Hence Ratri ordered the Wars of
Doctrine, and protected only those Drow that were loyal.  So when
Aargoth reawakened on the surface, the other gods were cowed by his
chaos, and were without Ratri to protect them.  We who follow Ratri,
have been directed to right  that wrong... to destroy Aargoth for once
and for all time.
        Woe be to the one who does not work with us for this greater
purpose.  Wizards of the land, join us, affirm our borders, and let us
work together.  Our goal is to crush Arragoth and welcome those who
wish to work for our cause, but it will be little worry if we must
delay our plans to crush a wizard who is so arrogant as to think only
of his or her own gain instead of the wishes of Ratri.  Those will find
themselves with their heads on Drow pikes and their souls eternally
tormented by the most Holy Ratri.  Despair for those who seek to ally
themselves with the "Bringer of Tainted Light" for they will be the
primary target of the Hosts of Ratri.  As I speak the Drow who follow
Ratri's way spread across the jungles of the upworld finding and
recruting our tribal cousins and in the hills, industrious dwarven
smithies; through the Underdark we spread through the softly lit
caverns where Orcs learn our ways and worship us devotedly, through the
lands of the albino Underhalflings who sings hymns to Ratri with the
sweetest voices, and through abandoned mines where Lizardmen join us
because of our obvious strength.  At the edge of the Jungles we meet
and trade with the noble Minotaurs who are as eager to learn from us,
as we are fom them.  To trade ideas with others can only strength our
cause and widen our perspective.  Blessed does Blade find the
Minotaurs, as I understand them from being raised in their gladatorial
pits.  On the far other side of several jungles and mountains we find
the empire of the halflings, who met with us fairly and in a most
friendly and to whom we give our blessings.  Halflings we found again
in the Underdark past the caverns of the Orcs, under the strict rule of
the Underdwarves.  We were softened by their calls for help and have
liberated them so that they may learn of Ratri.  Hill dwarves abound in
our mountain provinces, they have joyously taken to their mines to pull
gems out of the earth so that they may polish them for the glory of
Ratri. 
        My symbol, which, the faithful to Ratri, follow, is the Black
Mantis on the Red Hand of Ratri on a Black Field.  The Mantis
represents our stealth and fighting prowess, the hand of Ratri showing
her sanction on our jihad, the black field representing our noble
origins in the Underdark.  Soon this flag will fly across most of the
world as the symbol of Blade's rule.  The only places it will not fly
so prominantly will be on the lands of our trusted allies who are
united with us in cause.  Ratri is the definition of beauty, the
definition of darkness, and of absolute protection.  In the dark cast
by her shadow both seduction and death are dealt to the unjust, whereas
protection and wisdom are granted to the just.  Ratri speaks through my
body, the body of Blade the just and rightious.  I, Blade once a street
urchin and thief, have risen through the ranks of both the priesthood
and the military with honor, valor, and faith.  I commanded the forces
who won the War of Doctrine, it is I who was chosen by Ratri to "speak"
for her, and now I embark on the path of the Sorcerer-Emperor.  This is
why the Drow follow me, lovingly, loyally, and without hesitation... I
am perfection as mortals can attain in Ratri's eyes.  Even now I hear
her words curl around soul and grant me the strength that I used to
assume absolute control of the Known Drow Underworld, or what is left
of it.  She speaks endlessly of the Evil One, Arragoth.  She has given
me a glimpse of the future . . .  The Drow and their young upworld
cousins will reunite with the other races in order to shove their
armies down the throats of these volcanos of Aaragoth's.  Wait . . .
there will be two traitors one representing dark and one light . . . in
a unholy union they will attempt to sabotage the Drow cause.  We will
be wary for treachery, this vision must be meditated upon, and events
must be watched . . . . .
    Woe be to the traitor, who I name Richard the 23rd.  He has
apprenticed himself to Aargoth.  I, Blade, the one raised in the
Minotaur Arenas, will personally make it my mission (and therefore the
mission of the Drow) to destroy those who would seek to hurt our future
allies and thus become detremental to our cause.  Woe be to the
traitor.  Its guts shall spill, and its offspring destroyed.  Beware to
those who would seek to oppose or betray our noble way and the peoples
who follow the words of Ratri, Queen of the Night.  Blessings upon the
Minotaur peoples who have procliamed their allegiance to the cause of
defeating Aargoth and have joined with the Drow in destroying those who
would seek to disrupt that cause.  The Minotaurs will be held as
friends in eternity in the souls of the Drow, never forgotten as the
first foreign race to join us in union.  Blessings upon our savage yet
noble cousins, the "High Elves."  Though the mothers of our ancestors
parted ways over ten millenia ago, our honor and our destinies are
still as one  We are one race, and we shall act as one race, brothers
in eternity.  Blessings upon our brothers in the Underdark, the
Underdwarves.  Blessings upon the valiant Halflings who greeted us with
fine halfling ale, peace, and likemindedness as to our view of the
future.  Truly the Drow find the Halflings to be strangely compatable
with the Drow ways, as two halves found and fit.  Blessings upon our
noblest allies, the Dervishes who have many obstacles to overcome in
the aftermath of their revolution!  Blessings upon the Amazons, and
Sandpeople who live across many oceans, and whom with which the Drow
have improved the understanding of the very nature of our world so that
all may better understand the nature of the battle ground where Aargoth
will surely be defeated...

     So speaks Blade!, "the Hand of Ratri," and Emperor of the Holy
Empire of Ratri's Will.

Contact Blade! at rmajumda@yahoo.com

PLAYER 4 - Nameless Wizard

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Nameless Wizard at skoticus@hotmail.com

PLAYER 5 - Raven

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Raven at qui_ljus@hotmail.com

PLAYER 6 - Ertmeyg

The proud People of Varossa jungle share with all other peoples living in or under the Isles that soon Arragoth will arrive. For the good of all the great spiritual leader of the Amazons, a great wizard called who has lead the tribes into a new age of enlightement will welcome all proposals of a united front so we can prepare for the arrival of the great evil. All those who will try to destroy the alliance will be treated the same way as the Demon and its minions !

Look to the right, is this the guy who you want to trust and support ?

this is only one of the faces Arragoth is known to have.

there have been many rumors about what Ertmeyg may look like, and to the left you see an illusion created by a traitor. Luckily this no longer existent spy was found and sacrifized to seal a minor gate through that the great Fire Demons could have arrived too early.

To the right there is the face that the folks before the temple saw when Ertmeyg arrived for the first time. His whole body was still flooded with mystical energies from the netherworlds that he had to cross before arriving in Varossa before the great temple. Although mistaken for a demon in the first place, soon the great prophetess Ravla III recognized him as the only chance the Amazons have to survive.

Many support the great Wizard on his personal quest to destroy the demonspawn and evil incarnate Arragoth the Firedemon.
Among many others there is the great paladin and heroine Tara Galander Battleaxe most renown for her fighting skills but also for great beauty and strength of heart. Together with the Guildmaster of the Spy Guild Ertrob, the Bold Explorer she is the strongpoint of the Amazon Army.
Great women like the Seer who protects the city of Varossa and has been given the name Defender or her sister Morgana and marvellous men like Cattlemaster Caine who even tryed to charm a dragon follow their spiritual leader on his quest that once will free the world. A part of this quest is to support noble races like the Sand People and their leader Zorgas and the Halflings that are inspired by Rhina in their struggle against Arragoths influence.

Contact Ertmeyg at robert.samborski@uibk.ac.at

PLAYER 7 - Parmenio

  

    

      

        
        
CONVERSATION
        BETWEEN NOBLES AT STARLIGHT PALACE 
        
        
        
MURATH.- Well
our ranks
        are slowly increasing.
        
        
        
SO'THELL.- 
        Ja, it hardly seems so, everyone leaves as soon as his
name is
        added to the book of the nobles. The war in the east attracts a
lot of
        people and makes them famous.
        
        
        
MURATH.- Yeahhh. I read the reports
today. Five
        new battles won. Others
        
         can't say so and are being defeated at the
Island. One
        of our Sprites saw some hill dwarves
being
        massacred. I think they were Rhina's.
        
        
        
SO'THELL.- I
wonder
        what Ertmeyg is doing there. He was going to conquerone of the
shires
        and since we left them we don't know what happened. It seems he
is
        weakening his empire, slowly begining its decadence.
        
        
        
MURATH.- I
don't think
        so. I think he is sending everyone to conquer new lands to the
west. The
        ones we can not afford to conquer. They are held by allies and
he is
        fighting them. Besides we have our hands full with Arragoth's
lands and
        wait till he send a new horde of Lava Legions.
        
        
        
SO'THELL.-
Amazing
        troops, those. I have heard they throw fire arrows. Truly our
soldiers
        must suffer some kind of aberrant mind sickness. If it were
because
        Elves don't lie I would never believe it. In fact I do not
believe
        Arragoth lives or will live ever again. Still is the reason
Parmenio
        uses to attract followers and he is in command so......
        
        
        
MURATH.-
Everything
        said is true SO, Arragoth will come the stars never lie. Let's
go, we
        must have the council members waiting for us. I do not want to
loose a
        bit of the news.
        
        
        
 
        
        
        
 
        
        
        
COUNCIL
        ROOM, AENEAS.
        
        
        
Ladies and Gentleman. Down to business. Good
news from
        all the war fronts, victory after victory smile at us. We have
had six
        victories and two of our greatest heroes have investigated the
places
        where the dammed Arragoth creatures came from stopping them from
        invading again. We hold now new artifacts and new lands. Sorrow
strikes
        me though. Our actual economic situation forces us to enslave
some of
        the population that now depends from us. They have become so
used to
        Arragoth's ways that we could not rise their morale moreover
they were
        sabotaging our government. We will wait to
        
         liberate them till they get used to pointed
ears and
        good behavior instead of the fiery lords
they had.
        
        
        
Our problem now is economy, we have not enough
food to
        feed all the populations. Hundreds of peasants are dying and we
can do
        nothing. Precise measures have been taken, if clerks do not mess
the
        orders twice everyone
        
         will be fed this season. Until our economy is
        straightened we will build little. Just the necessary will be
        constructed. On the other hand troops are still being recruited
and sent
        to the Docks. Transport proceeds smoothly and new armies are
sent to the
        eastern islands. Besides this a new expeditions is being formed.
I can
        say no more of this, since it is a secret expedition. A
wonderfull
        surprise for some friends. This is all for now, we will see each
other
        tomorrow morning. Then you will know your future
missions.
        Dismissed.
      
    
  

 
 

Contact Parmenio at uerlan@yahoo.com

PLAYER 8 - Salhudin

Greetings fellow Magi of the Isles of Arragoth!

Milamber is dead.  I, Salhudin his son, reign now as Sultan of Traders'
Point.   The Scrolls of the Dervish prophesize that a great evil will arise
in the Isles of Arragoth.  The Scrolls say 'When the Heavens are Right,
Arragoth shall Rise.'  Know ye that that time is upon us!  The events
foretold by the scrolls are occurring.  Arragoth will soon awaken and wreak
death and destruction upon this world, this universe and all the multiverse
unless we join together to stop him!

I have forged the Dervish people into a unified force, ready to oppose
Arragoth's deadly peril.  I fear that the Dervish by themselves may not be
enough.  I know that we cannot stop Arragoth by squabble among ourselves.
Join with me in this struggle!  Halt your wars upon the Dervish and others.
Instead, seek out the Volcanic Lair of the son of the Fire Gods!  We must
destroy him before his Lava Legions reawaken in force and once more enforce
Arragoth's rule with fire and suffering.  Let us mass our combined armies
against this threat and destroy him!

The task before us is not an easy one.  I anticipate that our victory will
not be easy or bloodless.  But Victory it will be!  We shall taste the fruit
of Victory and it will be all the sweeter for the challenge it posed.  I am
confident that through our combined efforts we will vanquish the evil
Arragoth.  Join with me!  Join with me!

Salhudin

Contact Salhudin at pmelwhite@msn.com

PLAYER 9 - Zorgas

Scribed text of the words of Cyrus, revered Firstspeaker of the Council of 
Elders:

Peoples of the Sands - the time of the Black Efrit of Vipers draws near!!

Scouts of the People of the Sands have traveled to a desolate land once 
claimed by the Lord of Dust.  Here there are tall hills capped with verdant 
flames. Among these smoking mountains they have encountered the minions of 
the Dread Foe - hideous one-eyed giants of dreadful visage. Alas some of our 
brave warriors have become martyrs to our holy cause.  Still they persevered 
and have uncovered a mystickal portal which conceals the works of the vile Cra
fter of Bones.  This portents at this site are most grim, our time of 
preparation grows ever shorter.

We have all of us of course been greatly involved in the physical work of 
preparing for the trials ahead.  Our new Fateweaver has ably demonstrated 
both wisdom and energy in shaping our strategy.  Yes, it is true some 
alteration to our traditional ways - such as trafficking with outlanders - is 
required.  But only through such burdens can the survival of the People be 
assured. 

Just as Zorgus seeks to strengthen the People physically, I wish now to 
fortify you spiritually.  I charge each of you to sojourn a night in the 
Oasis of Crystal.  There in that shrine endure the Rites of Purification and 
seek communion with our Ancestors.  Embrace with your whole heart to their 
wise words and make your spirit a vessel for their timeless vigor. Let your 
entire being become vitalized for the great task ahead.

May the works of the People always bring glory to our Ancestors.

Contact Zorgas at tboaz@aol.com

PLAYER 10 - Asgoth

Hello?.. Hello?? Anyone there???  (Indistinctly) What's that you say, Dizzmlebumbler? We won't know if anyone's listening or if this contraption actually works til we get a reply? Well, wot's the use then?..   Oh, alright, then.

Ahem. Tis Asgoth Nettletemper, if any can here me out there which I doubt very much you can as Dizz is a bit of dreamer, particularly when it come to his own devices, not that he'd give my parabolic brain-enhancer so as much a moment of his consideration, so what if I'm only a 13th level inventor compared to his 17th level, I'm still quite capable of a decent idea (mumbled curses from the background) Eh, Wot's that? (sniff) Fine then. As I was saying, I'm calling out to all the peoples of the land. I bring forth a dire warning and a proposal. We Gnomes of Farawayfromorl have recently observed a brief moment in time - the future, that is, using our Quadra-dimensional Havloscope, which, I might add, I was instrumental in developing the Space-time Refraction lenses which are the essense of the machine! Er.. Where was I? (sharp reprimand from the background) Oh yes! The warning is this: we observed that the future will bring the rise of Arragoth. You all know him from legend, that horrendous, multilimbed, napalm-breathed demon with the huge sharp teeth with which he can tear us limb from limb, spraying wee bits of blood, bone, gristle and meat in great showers all about him as he wades unscathed through thousands of elite knights in armour!!!! (puff, puff, pant , pant, gasp, deep breath) Which leads me to my second topic of this broadcast - the proposal. Our diplomatic staff has slaved day and night for weeks without sleep or rest, thinking, drafting, editing, writing, arguing, rejecting, squabbling, restarting, writing and finally, approving an all-encompassing alliance treaty, generic yet specific to all our needs,  unique in it's proposals, startling in it's wisdom, undeniably beneficial to all the peoples of this land. Unfortunately, I seem to have misplaced it. (howls of disbelief in background) Therefore, let me summarize: we would like to setup military alliances and/or trade treaties w/ all the natives of the land to create a solid front agaisnt Arragoth and his minions.

Contact Asgoth at packratter@mailcity.com

PLAYER 11 - Richard 23

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Richard 23 at industrialism@hotmail.com

PLAYER 12 - Keloke the Dark

No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

Contact Keloke the Dark at lyonchri@msu.edu

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