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Greetings my fellow Wizards! Allow=20
me to introduce myself.My name is Abbaddon,=20
the great ruler of the Dwarven Underworld.
Standing beside me is my dear daughter,=20
Aina Selving. You might see her name show=20
up in some articles because i have sent her=20
to do some negotiations for me. She will be=20
taking on two sets of jobs.One, as an=20
Ambassador, and the other as Princess of=20
the Dwarves.
The people that are standing behind=20
me are my Advisors.They help me figure out=20
what to attack and when. They also help=20
me with the economic desicions that i make.=20
They all have different personalities so=20
that they will have diff. choices as to=20
what to do.One of them is a Paranoid kind,=20
and always want to keep everything secure=20
and safe. Another is very optimistic and=20
always think that something good will=20
always happen. And of course when there=20
is an optimistic man, a pesimist always=20
have to be hired to look at the opposite=20
side of things. I have many more advisors.=20
some of the unmentioned personalities are=20
conservative, liberal and violent.I've hired=20
these people so that i can look at all sides.=20
though all these sound good (at least to me=20
it does) a problem came up. Now i have over=20
20 diferent choices on economics, and about=20
30 on military. choosing from that many, may=20
take days or even weeks to get the right ones.=20
B'cause of that i have employed my daughter to
help me decide. (: she's 21 years old so don't=20
think that i hired a little girl to keep the=20
empire running :)=20
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Lets talk about our main oppressor, =20
Arragoth. I would like to know some things=20
about him. like when he is going to appear=20
with his so called lava legions and how do=20
i kill them. Do i use magic or just plain=20
old army?Is there a way to completely=20
eliminate Aragoth? how about the lava dudes?
how many of the lava dude will attack at a=20
time? will they act like wandering monsters?=20
Can a beastmaster charm them? Those are just=20
a few questions of mine about this guy=20
everybody talks about. =20
If i see any of the other empires=20
i will try to make a trade agreementand a=20
peace treaty. If they dont want to have
peace or trade then they are of no use=20
to my empire and I will have to be forced=20
to eradicate them. After all no one wants=20
to have garbage in their empire.=20
Descriptions ------------ Formal Name
Paranoid ---------------- Ronald Ironfist =20
Optimist ---------------- Lady Carmine (nun)
Pesimist ---------------- Archibald Ironfist
Conservative ------------ Heather Dreamwright
Liberal ----------------- unknown ( for some odd reason he dont
want anybody to know his name ) =
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Violent ----------------- Everil Nightcrawler
Each and every one of these people=20
have a story of their own. Ronald Ironfist,=20
a former ruler of Erathia ( a land from=20
another world) He came to our world seeking=20
those who destroyed his empire. He has been
known as the paranoid one because he=20
preapared his castle so much, and he
thought his castle was unpenetrable. He=20
became relaxed, a little too relaxed.
He thought nothing can possibly get passed=20
his castle defences, when suddenly=20
he heard a loud cry for battle. He=20
immediately looked out his window and
saw an army unlike any he has ever seen.=20
Since his cabin was at the top of one=20
of the towers, he can see at all sides=20
of his castle. He looked at one side=20
and saw the army. He wasn't too worried=20
hinking that his castle can defend itself=20
from any attacks. When he turned to go back=20
to bed, he saw an uncountable amount of=20
torches outside his north window and=20
thought to himself, hmmmm two attacks=20
well thats not too much. then he thought=20
if there is one at the north window and=20
one at the south window there must be=20
one at the east and west window as well.=20
So he looked and saw armies at each=20
side of the castle. HE began to worry.=20
Then he took a closer look, and he saw=20
that the norhtern and southern armies=20
consist of undead armies such as Zombies,=20
Skeletons Vampires, and the worst of=20
them all, the one he feared the most,
The Black Knight.He saw these kind of=20
armies at his north and south window.=20
Then he took a look at the east window=20
and saw a massive amount of human armies=20
that consists of Master Swordsmen, Champion=20
of the swords, Initiates, Bandits, Rogues,
and the one that he feared the most in=20
the whole human empire (it does not consist=20
of the undead empire) The one that the=20
legend said he has slain over 30,000 men=20
and has destroyed an outpost of devils all=20
by himself, his name is feared through out
the whole land of Erathia. He is even feared=20
by some from the undead lands of Deyja and=20
the Pit. His real name is kept hidden from=20
regular men. But everyone that know him and=20
every one that has heard of him call him=20
"The Living Legend." And he is the one that=20
is leading the whole human army to battle.=20
Ronald begins to worry, he begins to doubt=20
his castles defences. Then finaly he saw a=20
completely different kind of army to his=20
west window. It seem like The Astral Empire=20
has just declared war upon him. We know=20
very little about this empire because everyone=20
that came to their land (The Land Of The=20
Giants) never came back to tell their tale.=20
This Astral Army consist of Titans and Dragons.=20
And the Fearless leader of this Army is the=20
one called "The Blood Titan." No one dares=20
to oppose this mighty army. Because not even=20
the combined power of both the human and the=20
undead army can defeat a quarter of this=20
"Astral Army." After Ronald saw this massive=20
force, he went straight to the stargate that=20
his Warlocks have assembled. This "stargate"
can bring Ronald into any of the worlds he=20
want. Unfortunately he didnt have time to=20
set it properly and it started to fall apart.=20
fortunately he was able to go to another=20
world before this incredible invention fell=20
apart. Perhaps the most fortunate thing that=20
happend is that this machine fell apart=20
and was detroyed before it fell upon the=20
hands of the world conquerors ( Astral=20
Army). And thatis how Ronald Ironfist=20
came to this world.
Contact Abbadon at creyes@cfl.rr.com
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I am elfmagic, king of the Dark Elves. Fear me not, I wish to form a strong allaince with others. Send your messenger to me all respond in the same fashion. Send your army to me and I'll unleash my minions and dark magic to eradicate your race from the planet.
Contact elfmagic at midwestmins@yahoo.com
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Chapter 1 -- The Perils of Micromanaging Umbra Shalos waved and nodded to the passing Plainsman and his wolf companion, inwardly wondering how he ever got into this mess. After all, Umbra himself was not a Plainsman at all, but a Dark Elf. He muttered something about "ruling in Hell" and considered writing a three-part epic about the politics of the Outer Planes. Fortunately for the rest of the world, he resisted that urge. A peasant walked up to him, holding out his hand, "Feed me." Sighing, Umbra handed the peasant some food. He hated the Plainsman custom of the lord being directly responsible for feeding the populace, and he hadn't yet had the time to set up a proper feudal system. Then he remembered he was handing out double rations to improve morale, so he handed the peasant another helping. "Thanks, Lord Umbra! By the way, that tavern should be done soon. That idea you had about fermenting grain was great! We're looking forward to trying it out! Um, by the way, we need more wood and stone. Can you drop some by sometime this afternoon?" Umbra cursed silently, and picked up the handles of his handcart to head back to the castle. Mr. Wolf Companion was going to have a little surprise promotion tomorrow, and he will get to do the handcart! Either that, or Umbra would have to invent a "feed five thousand" spell sometime... Chapter 2 -- The Perils of Not Micromanaging "Militia... MARCH!" Umbra shouted. He returned to his castle, confident in the ability of his troops. His confidence took a hit the next day, when he realized that his troops were still standing out there. They had apparently ignored his orders. He walked up to his newly appointed commander and asked, "Why haven't they moved yet?" The commander shrugged, "You ordered the militia to march. The last I heard, all the troops were designated commoners, after eliminating a few of your less friendly choices. Since none of them were militia, well, they stayed put." "Excuse me," Umbra said quietly. "I'm going back to my castle to beat my head on the wall a little bit. That seems more constructive than what I'm doing now!" The commander looked confused, "Some sort of magical ritual, Sire?" Shaking his head, Umbra stomped away. At the last moment, he whirled around, snarling, "Tell the commoners to move out, whenever you feel you have the time. I have a headache, and need to go home." "Then banging your head on the wall would not be healthful," noted the commander. "Just do your job, and let me do mine, won't you?" The commander walked toward his troops, marveling at the bravery of his new lord. It seemed their Fearless Leader was willing to endure any amount of pain for their sake. He could only return the favor. He summoned a sergeant, "Tell the men to build a wall right there. When it is done, I will bang my head on it, then my master told me to order the troops to move out!" "Yes, sir!" beamed the sergeant. "Commencing the wall building right away, sir!" (3 days later...) Umbra looks out from his castle balcony and sees his entire army bashing their heads on the multitudes of walls that had sprung up overnight. He immediately gives up all hope of understanding his troops, and goes back to bed. Chapter 3: What's Those Lumpy Things? The Plainsman with the wolf met Umbra in a dusty room that was euphemistically called "The War Room". So far, their meager conquest efforts were unopposed. Umbra cleared his throat, "Ahem! What news, Wolf?" The messenger looked confused for a moment, then turned to his wolf companion with a peculiar set of barks and growls. The wolf answered in kind, and the messenger replied, "Hunting is good. Lots of big lumps in land, though. People are lumpy too." Umbra cast a quick spell, and spoke directly to the wolf, "All right, maybe you can tell me what's going on in a bit more detail!" "Dark two-legged one shows wisdom at last," the wolf replied. "This one sensed gnomes in the hills. They said they wouldn't mind giving you some of their scrap stone and metal, in exchange for protection. They are a scatterbrained folk, but reasonable." After absorbing the information, Umbra dismissed the messenger and companion. After they left, Umbra smiled, "I see I've finally figured out how to talk to these people!" Chapter 4: The Story Continues... ...in the News section. I'm pretty sure people are getting kind of tired of seeing me making my blurb 5 miles longer each turn!
Contact Umbra Shalos at chaos4907@aol.com
Sorry, no time this week. No blurb. But, hey, this is a good chance to find out how much you like my work. If you like my blurbs and would like to see them each week, check into Erkinwhine's Home on the WWW and write someting to that effect in my guestbook.
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Contact Nameless Wizard at ciowens@kconline.com
Greetings, I am Dr. Dirt of the San-Empire, lord over all vacuum cleaners, construction sites, under bed areas, and ... you get the picture. If you have unfriendly intentions, beware, my spies are everywhere. Just look in the corners of your house, and there I am! Truly, "Dirt is everywhere".
For those of you who have been following this blurb story, let me re-cap a little before going on. My wife is Ruby Dirt, a stunning Jewel elemental, made entirely of red crystal. She is sweet, loving, dedicated, and ... allergic to me.
After nearly assassinating your friendly dictator with her nuclear sneezes (a creature of rock doing this tends to leave bullet holes in nearby objects), she figures out what is going on, and has tearfully left, seeking an answer in the wilderness.Contact Lister at lister@home.com
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