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Child of the moon am I, born unlike my kinds wont under the open skies. Dedicated to the moon am I, a mage, the one in this cycle born to lead. Temperment of the moon have I, changeful, yet always constant. My advisors warn me of the approach of the dread Arragoth. His rising spells doom for all of the land, those above as those below. Too long have my brethren and I been hidden away by the mazes and shadows twist of our underworld realm. Once more must we venture forth to join with our brethren (for a time) in defeating this fearsome scourge. Our boots will cause the earth beneath the world to tremble, and our cries of victory will cause the heavens above to sing. Stand with us against Arragoth and gain our friendship, stand against us and be trod into the ground beside him. Duty, Desire, Dedication -- These are the three keys to life! We have the duty. We have the desire. We have the dedication.
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I am Astral, and we are the High ELves. Oldest and noblest of races, we are destined to fight evil in any and all forms. For now, the evil is named Arrogoth, and we prepare for the coming battle. Spread the word of the coming of this Evil, and prepare your nations for the coming war. Join us in defeating Arrogoth, or be destroyed. The choice is yours. Astral, Leader of the High Elves
Contact Astral at astral_mind@yahoo.com
I am Freyn Que'loy Wizard, Lord of the Dervishes and friend of all who oppose Evil. All with wisdom, know what will come… All with fortitude, prepare to stand against the Firestorm… All, who seek selfish goals, will be too weak to resist The Evil One. I propose to reconvene the ancient Warcouncil of Wizards, to reforge the mighty ring of alliances with which our forefathers safeguarded the lands and our unborn lives. Let those who know the truth take this Oath: I swear by all that is holy to me, that I will use all my power to destroy The Evil One. I will keep peace with my neighbours and make war only on those who attack my realm. I will rule justly and wise in grievances brought before the Council. I will take any grievances with my fellow Councilmembers to the Warcouncil, and abide by their decision. I appeal to all of you, my fellow Wizards to contact me and join the alliance. May the Gods smile on us all.
Contact Freyn Que'loy at carstar@forum.dk
<The People of the Sands of Nazair
The People of the Sands of Nazair
Do you hear it? Do you feel it? The Winds of the desert bear the message. The Storms carry the words over sandy dunes, rocky basins and steep cliffs to the leaders of the nomadic tribes:
Rally! Rally, people of the sands. The time has come for us to unite. The time has come to stand together and face the challenges of the Prophecy.
We all are pleased with the life we have. You know I speak true when I say that all I would want from life is peace and a place to feed my herds. The joy I have experienced here in our lands makes it hard for me to even think about moving out, but still it is necessary. Last night I had a vision, a vision of Ormath our ancestor. He told me about events long passed, about the first coming of Arragoth, the Deathbringer. He showed me pictures of our people dying to protect their families against the onslaught of the demon. I shared their pain and their despair. I shared their losses and in the end I shared their victory. Sending the demon to sleep has cost us much, my fellow people of the sands. It took us generations to recover, and now, that we have reached our former numbers Arragoth is about to awaken again. This is why I need you brothers. Join me here in the center of the desert, so that we can move out in a circle in order to prepare for the second coming. We will move out and occupy the lands around us. We will enlist the services of those we find there to fight against Arragoth. This time he will find us prepared.
I had visions of foreign lands and foreign races. Some look hostile and might join sides with Arragoth, some look friendly and noble. I have seen pictures of a strange landscape. You could no see further then five or ten feet, because there were giant bushes growing in the earth. Side by side, many of them reaching up in the sky. These 'trees' as they are called are just as strange as the regions inhabitants: the Elves. They have elegant features and seemed to me noble and honorable, so I have hope we will find some allies in these foreign lands. Still there was more to come. Ormath also showed me a dark place, like a huge cave with no ends, no sources of light, almost like a dead place. Had not Ormoth enhanced my senses I would never have been able to behold this dark scene: People with features similar to the elves, but white hair and ebony skin sacrificed one of their own on an altar already stained with blood. It seems to be the females of the race holding the power, and if not the sacrifice, then this should warn us to be careful.So I call you again: Come to me brothers, come to me! Bring your warriors and your shamans so that we can face this challenge together. The Sandtiger will rise once more!
Should you find others so tell them about the danger. Tell them to send their messages to magicflow@hotmail.com in our holy city. Any ally will be guided to it, any enemy will die slowly while searching in vain.
And so the message goes out to all friendly races: We search peace and cooperation. We offer our help in trade and information and we will treat you kindly and with respect if you are willing to stand together with us against Arragoth. We have no time for idle talk and toying, so if you are not on our side speak it plainly and we will come over you like a desert storm over the careless traveler.
