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In a hole in the ground there lived a Hobbit.
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End of Winter The story of Bink Wildwater I t was late in the winter, and all through the Isles of Arragoth the rumours of war against the Fire Demon were insistent and common. As the Timeless Tome of Endless Circles predicted, defeating the minions of the Lord of Flames before he awakens was the only chance for the peoples to survive; trying to do so, when the lava figures wandered around freely in our territories would be a much tougher task to do.
In
Cropers Wood, the Towncouncil
met
for a last meal. Roast mutton on a
sweet-potatoe mush,
with several herbal sauces, Greenberry pickles and
Gormack.
Offered before was a Strawberrypudding,deliciosly
decorated in vanillia sauce.
Some prefered the Fish though(some sort of trout),the
second plate,cooked in red wine.
The councilmeeting was more of an orgy,but over
chicken pies and ale somebody had an idea;
The council would look over things here, where it was
save and warm, and the ambicious,
strangeminded mage should order things closer to the
volcano.
They didn´t really believe,but it would give them no
inconvinience,
just the other way round to be rid of the overactive,
slim (imagine a SLIM Halfling!) magicwielder.
E
nemies of the Halflings:
Aside from Arragoth as a general, but unknown enemy,
NONE so far.
F
riends and
A
llies of the
Halflings: We are open to all sorts of treaties and alliances,
our trust is
still unbroken. Come and send your emissaries.
They will be fed properly,treated as friends. |
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Middle Spring T he story of The Advance Groups
T
he sea!They had reached the cliffy shore of the nearby
sea.
It was a rather windy day, as unfriendly as early
springdays can be,with snowy rain "falling" almost
level to the ground.Huge waves crashed on the gint
cliffs edge and white foam was blown hundreds of
meters
inland, only stopped by the thick wall of bushes and
ancient trees of the Cropers Wood.
It was definitely not the kind o weather a Hobbit
party would choose to be on their way.
A warm fire,with a pipe or a waterpipe to smoke
would´ve been much more prefered,but it was only
the shelter of a pine,little improved by a small wall
of stones,a sheepherders refuge for days
like this.
Somewhere to the north there had to be the fishing
village of Whitecliffs, but the weather did not look
to become more friendly in the next few hours.
Due to the impossibility of firebuilding,Hans,their
party leader had decided to eat just the three courses
of cold
food the sturdy pack ponies carried.
And so they waited.
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nemies of the Halflings:
Aside from Arragoth as a general, but unknown enemy,
NONE so far.
F
riends and
A
llies of the
Halflings:
Messengers have reached us from the Dark Elves.
They wish seem to share our fears and interests,
though living in the underworld.
They are known for betrayals and backstabbing, but in
such dire a cause, trust is
important,so we will welcome them.
Let there be song and merryment,dance and fireworks.
We are open to all sorts of treaties and alliances,
our trust is
still unbroken. Come and send your emissaries.
They will be fed properly,treated as friends. |
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Contact Bink Wildwater at krimeat@yahoo.de
WELCOME,FELLOW WIZARDS!
Hear the Stories of the Elven,
the DARK-ELVEN realms.
Generations have struggled to gain the upper hand in"Kuldras Kor",
the game of houses.
Many a family has perished in this mutual confrontations.
Many an elfish wizard studied for centuries in ancient tomes,
seeking arcane knowledge, to find the strength
to dominate the great city of Barrakas.
None has found the necessary supremacy,
none was cruel enough to seize leadership.
Not Ananya,"Queen of the giant Spider" ,
nor Koltras,"Lady over Snakes".
It needed a genius, ruthless and strong,
strong in conviction and power!
Like me!
Matron Astra
"High Seat of House Astra"
I did what others couldn´t.
I took what has always been rightfuuly mine.
I seized the Primal Seat in the Conclave.
I made Them shiver and in the end
They all lay flat on their bellies
humble and obedient.
But Soon I had to realise that
it would do the Elfen nation no good
to try and stand alone against
ARRAGOTHS dreadful
Lava Legions.
It would take more than the few hundred
Elf Warriors to withstand.
Underdwarfs and Orcs,
had to face a similar fate
if not for an alliance
Maby even the other old enemies from
the surface world
could be sent emissaries to,
to form an alliance,strong enough
to strike before Arragoths power
rose again.
"But for now I have to go and study some more
because my mood is
always better afterwards."
It has begun !
We will spread out to the distant caves,and even to the surface world.
Be warned,whichever race you might belong to.
May you be Gnome or Dwarf,Orc or Elf.
You will have a hard and important dicision to do.
You will either fight with us,under My,ASTRAS rule and order,
or you wil face a rather unpleasant, cruelsome end.
Should it be by means of magic or the Mithril sword,by the fangs of a Drider,
or a giant scorpion.
You will suffer, thou shall scream for mercy,never to be granted.
You are either strong and withstand, and die silenrly ,proud with head held high;
or like a whimp,a babbling heap of meat,tortured and torn,
unidentifiable.But die you will for sure,because there is just one rule and one RULER
Me!
Well see how the renegade houses in the outer parts of Barracas will react.
I anm sure they should bend to my will,or break.
Small and weak thei are,in numbers like in strength of will.
And even farther I plan to go,to explore the depths no Darkelf has seen before.
beyond Barraca´s borders!The Surface World!
Warparties have been sent there,but never returned.
Is it true that the light of the sun can burn your body to a cinder?
Can blind your eye,robb your strngth of arn and leg?
Never they return,but why so?
We lived there once, why not again?
Use the shelter of night, whatever that might be.
The time for the sun to regain strength?
We´ll see!
Be prepared,for a hard rule to match hard times!
Matron Mother Astra,
First 12th of "The year of the Spider"
More News of the Elven,
the DARK-ELVEN realms.
The surprise!
but as often in reality, the truth was more than you could ever imagine.
There was realy Dark Elves on the Surface.Not just a small group,but a whole nation.
Different in size and figure,with eyes not as big and red as ours,but still
similar.You could call them cousins.Hidden in the swampy marshes of Kataman
they had founded a community.
Their horror was undescribeable. They had thought themselves free of the cruel clutches
of ther heritage.Every one of them who had wanted to return payd the attempt with his or her death.
Some made it as far as the entrances to the caves,,but only once was a soldier
dextrous enough to pass the traps hidden there,but was unlucky enough to encounter
the walking dead,roaming the area close to the descending tunnels.
And now reality had cought them.
Without the guidance of a matro nmother they where easy prey to Sarra´s
troops.Flexible though,as Elved are, they soon submitted to the new order.
Matron Mother Astra,
Second 12th of "The year of the Spider"
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