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  • PLAYER 1 - Talis MacBaine

    No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

    Contact Talis MacBaine at wiccapriest@hotmail.com

  • PLAYER 2 - Gabriella, Mistress of the Woods

    



   
   


 

    

    


     

    The Mistress
of the Woods woke with a scream, her whole body shaking beaded in
cold
sweat and shaking with the fever that always seems to accompany her
oracular
visions. Her apprentice woke, and rushed over,shivering with dread at
the
terror she heard in her mentor's scream.

    "Mistress?", she
inquired, her trembling tone and concerned face added volumes to the
simple
word.
    


    "Fire,
Walls of flames
and Fire
everywhere.
The world was enveloped in walking flames,
and the air shivered with terror and pain. Oh,words fail to describe
what
I saw and felt, now the meaning of all the omens and signs written
across
the sky and earth is plain to me. Arragoth's
time is to return and all that have we have accomplished since will pass
unless we prepare."

    "Mistress, how can
we stand against a God?"
    


    "Not
easily
I fear, no not easily at all. We shall need a lot of help.The entire
world's
help at that."

    "Mistress my
father
the Mayor of Cropers Wood I'm sure will heed your call, but how shall we
convince the other lords and rulers to aid our
cause?"
    


    "It is
plain
to me, they MUST! Willing or unwilling for their own good, in time they
shall all see the wisdom, but we can't wait for them all the time for
action
is now and till such a time as they see the wisdom we must forge a power
to stand the test that will come."
    


    "Alas,
little
one, my heart is sadenned by all the I must do. I have been given a
vision
and a role to play in the time to come. Come I can no longer stay here
in the solitude of the woods, we have much to
do."
    


         		

    

    


     

    Contact Gabriella, Mistress of the Woods at gab@tiger.gq.nu

  • PLAYER 3 - Morgantii

     
Greetings Denizens of the Overworld,

I am Morgantii, Ruler of the Ulathan House of
Barackas.  After countless generations of unfruitful
warfare with my kin, I have conquered or destroyed all
my Dark Elven enemies.  I look to the future of my
people, the populace of the sole surviving Dark Elven
City, Barackas.  I wish to usher in a new era of peace
for my too often warlike race.  Our Isles are in grave
danger.  My High Priestess has glimpsed the future,
and it is dark indeed.  The Fire God, Arragoth, shall
awaken one year hence and wreak destruction upon the
free peoples of our land.  I invite diplomatic
relations with other rulers of the Isles, so that we
might vanquish this mighty threat and save our peoples
from utter destruction.

    Contact Morgantii at ian_alev@go.com

  • PLAYER 4 - Rincewind

    No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

    Contact Rincewind at horst@karanet.at

  • PLAYER 5 - Balthazar

    No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

    Contact Balthazar at wow@venom.force9.co.uk

  • PLAYER 6 - Ash

    No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

    Contact Ash at cyberpunker666@yahoo.com

  • PLAYER 7 - Slaanesh
    Long lived the race of elves in peace for longevity is their nature. They were calling themselves the 'High' race. Some of them thought, that the name comes from the dignity that arises when wisdom is gathered during centuries of living.
    Oh well, not only wisdom comes with the time passing. There is boredom as well. Many years to go, what can ever happen to fill them? How can a mind keep all these things in memory that a lifespan as long as a trees lets an elf see happen? What is there that reminds of long dead friends or lovers? Nothing... maybe. Then again, what else could stand the pressure of time if not the most sincere feelings - what feelings? How can an elf fall in love at the age of 300 perhaps, after having lost his true love in the midddle of her very first century? Having time to think over ones own life can make the person calm, but that is not what the elves desire!
    Who has ever witnessed the joy 'wood elves' feel when dancing in the moonlight? The smooth light is bathing the moving shadows and the forest moves with them as if they were one. Thinking about the 'high elves' one might think them to be cooler, more the civilized creatures. No one sees the fire that burns within every elf. That need of lust and glory, the frenzy that overcomes the warriors in a battle, the enlightment that touches the spellcasters when diving deep inside the magical tunes that let them alter the world. There is but one force capable of reading all the minds at once, willing to free itself and to give the needing what they long for. It is the unconscious self of everyone who feels the restless energy. The Desire is ready to wake, ready to be born into the world with a name. A name it has chosen, COGITAT ERGO EST!
    A race of titans! Oh yes, their mental energy, their will, is that of unlimited power ideed. It can give birth to a new god. The only true wish of thousands of hearts can be heard at the pantheon. The gods cringe with fear, they know the nemesis awakes. The power worshipped by a choosen race, strengthening the people and pushing them far beyond the point of what they thought that could be ever possible needs no companions. The gods are no longer needed for a new god rose from the high elves.
    The longest life can be so short with so many pleasures waiting. No need to keep in mind what passed long ago. The love is not eternal but there is no end in love and joy. The battle, the torture, the feast without limitations are so alluring. If the feelings they cause only would stay a little longer ! But who cares, with the new power, for those who aim their faith towards it, there is no end to pleasure. The dead no longer care to be dead. They come and join forever the laughter and emotions of the living. Together with the worshippers of the new force they will come to fight against the enemies, come to share the pleasure of ripping bone and flesh. maybe they do not appreciate the dancing and singing, the senses dull but patiently, greedily they accept the fallen to fill the ranks. Only one power can cause such a holy state. Word is going that the name has been settled that there is a way to cry out the fury in the battle. A name to send prayers to.
    Do you wonder what it might sound like ?
     
    SLAANESH
    Now we have begun to spread the glory of Slaanesh all over the forest. No elf was able no Elf was willing to resist. Soon the forest became ours. There cannot be an end, no at any physical border. Soon the other regions will follow because in the name of Slaanesh there will be no stepping back.
    Maybe the others can join the devine glory. If not so, who will care about their scattered bones? The time will pass and there will be nothing but dust or perhaps they will stay to serve until only the bones will stand ... and still serve. Slaanesh's might is for ever as the torment will be. The torment that will rip apart the souls of those who cared to oppose the devine might.
    Nothing will stop the power that has its source among the living and the returning from death as well. We will see who can face the rightous people and stand fast without bowing. Surrender ! Join ! These are the choices you are left.
     
    until there are no choices
     
    Wizards Number (OOC): Wizards Name :

    sign the following declaration :

      
    
Contact Slaanesh at j_k70@hotmail.com

    

  •  PLAYER 8 - Akmed Sullam
    

    
Hail, fellow inhabitants. I am Akmed Sullam ebin Sofustie
ebin Damar ebin Jaba. As the leader of the Dervish people
I extend a welcome to all peaceful people to come and trade
with us. Our soothsayers have spoken of a troubling time that=20
will soon affect the entire world and all its peoples. We must
meet and trade so that we all have what we need to survive=20
any future strife.
  I warn you though! This is an open welcome to all peaceful
peoples. Those who come to us to do war will find themselves
in a grevious state. Our time would be better spent in=20
cooperation than confrontation, and we will make short work
of any who would come for the latter.


    
Contact Akmed Sullam at rdhosler@mail.fwi.com

    

  •  PLAYER 9 - Prophet
    

    







Prophet in the Sands



    
  
    
    
      
    Who are you,
      Prophet?
    
      
    Many may ask that
question and my answer has
      always been the same: I know I was born with a
purpose. My soul
      chose this body, this time of birth and as well
my path. The path that has
      now led me to you who you are living in these
dry lands. I have seen your
      place in visions when I was meditating in
preparation for what is to come,
      and I n ow I have finally reached you. On this
place of yours I have
      undergone my final preparation, yes even
transformation. I have become one
      with the elements. The essence of fire, of
earth, of water and of air is
      flowing freely within me. I am FIRE.
      I am EARTH.
      I am WATER.
      I am AIR. My guidance is strong, and I
will
      know what to do in preparation of the arrival of
Arragoth. In these times
      many talk about his coming, but few know what to
expect. I do, and I offer
      you my Guidance, my Knowledge, my
Support. 
    
      
    Arragoth will not be
gentle with those who have
      already once sent him back in the Netherworld.
His minions have been
      preparing his return for many years, and the
time has now come for him to
      rise anew. This has been predicted. Every race
has its own version of how
      this is going to happen. I just know that this
time we have to send him
      pack forever if we want to break this cycle of
history. I have had visions
      suggesting that this has happened already more
then once, and I intend to
      make it a permanent solution this
time. 
    
      
    I am the the one your
legends call the  Prophet
      
      and I am going to lead your people through the
coming times. Those of you
      who wish to challenge me, step forward. Destiny
will show that I am strong
      enough to prove myself in front of any challenge
that stands between me
      and my mission. Soldiers will be sent out to
secure the surrounding
      territories and any resistance will be opposed
by force of arms.
    
      
    Together we of the desert
      will once more take what is ours, and whatever
stands in between us and the final victory
      shall feel Sandstorm's wrath. 
    
      Beware the power of destiny!    
      
     
    But now let
      me ask you one question in return:
Who are
      you, people of the Sands?
     
    		
  
    
  
    
    
      
    
        
    
          
            
    Who are we?
    
            
    
            Sandpeople we are! 
    
            
     
    		
        
    
        
    
          
            
    		
        
    
        
    
          
            

    
            The Sand
we are! The Sun we are!
            The Worm we are! 
    
            
    We, the people of the
            Nazair desert accept you, Prophet as our
leader in this campaign. We
            see the wisdom in your words and we
recognize you as the one who was
            predicted. You shall lead our armies in
the coming times, but you
            shall also be our spiritual leader. We
swear no obedience, as we owe
            you no such thing. our loyalty is not to
you, but as long as your
            guidance seems wise to us and helps us to
keep the one and only
            loyalty each and everyone her is bound to,
we will follow. This one
            loyalty is to the desert. In order to
understand us, in order to
            understand how we are going to follow you
advice, you have to know
            our motivation: We are born from the
desert
            and to the desert we return. The desert is
mother. We are the
            children and as children we are her
guardians. We are born with one
            purpose and we live to fulfill it: We
serve the desert, the holy
            nature. She has been entrusted to us by
the gods as their most
            precious creation and the responsibility
of watching her has been
            passed on from generation to generation,
father to son, mother to
            daughter. We remember well the first
coming of Arragoth
            and the
wounds that were torn into the
            fabrics of creation. We remember well the
armies of undead marching,
            turning living lands into unfertile
wastelands. We remember well the
            outcry of pain when his armies entered the
desert. Not that we could
            hear it, but each and everyone could feel
it in his own unique way.
            The desert was bleeding, and so were the
people of the Sands. Now
            you may say that this was centuries ago
and that none of us lived at
            that time, and still we will say: We felt
the pain, and we remember.
            We who have taken the vows to protect. We
who have been then and
            will always be as long as we are needed.
We are born from the
            desert, and our bodies return to the
desert just as our souls are
            reborn in the body of another child, the
next guardian. So who we
            are you ask? Sandpeople we are!

    		
        
    
        
    
          
            
    
            DESERT we are! 
            
     
    Those
            of us who walk the path are always willing
to communicate with those
            who have questions, who want to join
forces with us or who simply
            want to start a communication. 
            
    Feel free to send me a
            message, just be sure to mention who you
are:
            
    
              
    
                
                  
    
                    
                    
    
                    
    If you want to offer a
                    certain kind of relation, please
choose here:
    
                    
    I am wizard number 
                    and I am looking for:
    
                    ALLIANCE
    
                    TRADE and I
                    am looking for (wod,fod,..) 
                    and am willing to give 
                    in return.
    
                        WAR
    
                    
    
                    
    
                    
    
                  
    
                  
     
    		
              
    
              
    
                
                
              
    
            
    
          
    		
        
    
      
    
        		
  
    

    






    
Contact Prophet at coslaughter@yahoo.com

    

  •  PLAYER 10 - Fegis Kul
    

    No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

    
Contact Fegis Kul at btuana@unexmail.ucdavis.edu

    

  •  PLAYER 11 - Nameless Wizard
    

    No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

    
Contact Nameless Wizard at crazzie775@icqmail.com

    

  •  PLAYER 12 - Ecir the Deadly
    

    No Blurb Submitted As Yet.

    
Contact Ecir the Deadly at aschneider87@hotmail.com


    

    

    
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