The Seven Planes.

There are seven planes of existence in our world: Physical, Aethereal, Astral, Shadow, Mental, Energy, and Angelic.  The Physical plane is the plane of humans, of solid matter.  This plane may be basic, but many other beings become visible on the Physical plane.  The Aethereal plane is the plane of faerie, a faerie's essence is made of aether.  Many fantastical places in fairy tales are really on the Aethereal plane.  Aether is attracted to silver, like iron to a magnet, so if a faerie is stabbed by a silver blade, or in close contact for too long, they will die because their essence is sucked out.  The Physical plane looks like it's in the background on the Aethereal plane.  The Astral plane, or Spirit Realm is the place of ghosts and poltergeists.  This plane is exactly like Earth except it's very foggy, and things look older.  The whole cup floating in the air thing is just a ghost moving the cup on the Astral plane.  The plane of Shadow, or the Fallen plane, is the plane of daemons and monsters.  The Shadow plane, brings out the worst parts of Earth, and is a bit denser then the other planes, closer to the Physical plane.  The Mental plane is the plane of thoughts, every thing is made out of the idea of what it is on the Physical plane.  If you want to read somebody's mind, you delve into the Mental plane.  The sixth plane, the Energy plane is the plane of emotions, ley lines, and other forms of energy.  This is the plane were some humans can See auras, and feel people's emotions.  Like in the second plane, the Physical plane looks like it's in the background.  The seventh and final plane is the Angelic plane, or the Plane of Utter Truth, is the plane of angels.  It is the lightest plane plane, lighter then the Aethereal plane, this plane brings out the best of the first plane.  No faerie, monster or daemon*has been known to see the seventh plane, but human holy men and saints can see this plane, thus talking with the angels. 

*: Daemons, before the Fall, were angels, so they lived on the Angelic plane.

Important footnote:  To reach another plane, you don't teleport there, you have to have Sight, for example faerie See the Aethereal plane (because it's their native plane) and they can See the Energy plane.  Why you don't have to teleport there is because it, technically, is still Earth, but a different view point of Reality.              

Trans-humans.

The guard was walking along the west fence when he heard the noise, just a small thump.  The watch dog with him started whining, then he saw it, a figure some ways away jumping toward him.  He grabbed his binoculars and looked at the jumping figure, it was a man-grasshopper, then he saw other beast-like figures coming toward the outpost.  The guard set off the alarm, and rushed to a turret, but it was to late, a man-bat screeched and swooped down at the watchman, and made quick work of him.  The man-grasshoppers jumped over the fence, and turned it of, so a small host of other trans- humans stormed the fort, man-bats flew back and forth chasing their prey, man-beetles fought with the soldiers, but their hard shells deflected their enemies' bullets, man-spiders climbed over walls and cocooned the defenders.  Soon, the outpost belonged to the trans- humans,they took down the Alliance flag, and flew instead, the One World flag.   

The Dark Day

"Head my words, all ye saurak, in the beginning I tried to help the first living beings on this earth to see the truth about the other Gods, but my brothers and sisters pushed me away.  So later I told King Cordeus the truth, so he did the right thing and turned away from the Gods, but my kin then cursed the world for taking the right path, and banished me even farther away.  So I then spoke to a void, and it produced demons, my crusaders, but my younger brothers and sisters won over the demons and restricted the void.  And they will come soon to take me away to the Nether Place, and their I will be held for a thousand years.  But, at the end of the thousand years, I will fully and completely return to this earth, to reclaim what was meant to be mine.  Remember, all my hosts, only the strongest and most determined survive, and also be wary of the children of my kin, guile them with pleasant words for a time then strike when they are weak.  Now be ever watchful, for I will come on the day of twelve, and then we shall see who is truly master of this world."

                   

                    Taken from a scroll found in the ruins of Ragska, The Fallen God's last sermon to the sauraks.  The original scroll can be found in the Great Library of Eulnira.

                         

Far Place.-From the library of the White Mages.

It is said that, when the Gods created the world, they also made the Far Place, a mysterious, unexplored world.  One theory about the Far Place is that it is a protoworld, another idea is that it was the original dwelling place of the Elder Races, also one other theory is that it has entirely unknown races living there.  Whatever the case maybe, mages have proven that the Far Place does exist  Not a single known soul has seen the Far Place, it's location is said to be past the edge of the world.     

Merry christmas!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!  I'll post after the 25th.

Holiday Tip #1:  Make sure to put out the fire in the fireplace before Santa comes.

The dream continues.

The current swept Billy along for a while, then finally, he saw light ahead.  All of a sudden, Billy was rocketing through air on a geyser of sewage, higher and higher he went until he was in outer space.  Billy saw stars all around him, he wanted to touch one, so he did, then he burst into flames, and it startled him so he yelped in surprise.  

"Water!  I need water!"  He shouted.  Then he was falling, falling back to earth, and then SPLASH!  He fell into an ocean hydrochloric acid, Billy struggled to stay afloat in the sea of acid.  As Billy turned around to look for shoreline, he saw an enormous wave coming at him.  He yelled and started to swim as fast as he could, but the wave scoop him up and hurled him into the air.  He saw the ocean rushing by beneath him, then, head first he hit dry land, he pulled his head out of the dirt and looked around.  Billy was in an arid valley, and he saw two silhouettes sitting on the ground some ways away...

           

The last part of the An Cogadh.

"... One for the Fair Folk of magical height.

      One for the Children of God of their cities.

      And one for the denizens of the night.

All now bound forever." 

      

      -The last part of the An Cogadh, a faerie poem about the war against the humans, and then the Seal of Fate.  Written by Osefer, elf poet.       

The dream begins.

Billy opened his eyes, then got up, he looked around the hall.  The hallway he was standing in looked like a hallway in his dad's office building, there was a blank wall behind him, in front of him along the walls were doors.  Shadowy shapes were coming in and out of the doorways.  It was the shadowy shapes that immediately told Billy that he was dreaming.  He walked down the hall a ways looking through the open doors, all he could see was nothing within the rooms beyond.  Billy was trying to remember something, something about dreams, then he remembered,

"Dreams are pretty much recycled brain garbage."  He said aloud.  Then probably because of him saying "garbage", he fell down  an open manhole.  The current was fast moving down in the sewer, but the last thing he saw before being pulled away, was one of the shadowy figures looking through the manhole like it was a telescope, saying in a motherly voice,

"I told you not to play with matches."

 TO BE CONTINUED.  

The untrackable.

There is a certain group of people, who can focus on there electromagnetic pulse and change it to a different frequency, in this way shutting down the microchips.  They are known as the untrackables, they left civilization, and now live in mountains and other more remote locations across the globe.  It is said that the men have shaggy hair and beards, and the women let their hair grow long, and they have also resorted to some other unseemly older ways.  The untrackables are a new hope for the future, they are yet another group of people resisting Biggest Brother (the one world government).  

Billy

Billy Monroe had fallen off a tree, so he got a concussion.  Billy was now in a comma for a few weeks, he was in room A213, east wing of St.  Bartholemew hospital.  But Billy's comma was no ordinary comma, for his conscious was going deep into his subconscious...  

A tale 2

Otorin walked down the dirt path to the elf lord`s house in an anxious mood, ever since he had lost his rapier, he`d been looking for a replacement, this elf lord had offered one.  The elf was waiting in the door, he was wearing an elegant needle-orange robe, there was a silver circlet on his head, and his chestnut hair flowed in the wind.  The elf greeted Otorin, the elf`s name was Lord Nianin, Nianin then ushered Otorin inside.  Otorin was lead to Nianin`s study, where on the table was a sheathed sword, Lord Nianin picked it up to show Otorin the thel bark scabbard (thel is a magic tree used by wood elves) the elf let Otorin pull out the sword.  The blade was a golden pink-red, like a sunset, he felt the handle which fit his hand fine, then he swung it around a bit, this would do.  Nianin gave Otorin the sword, which was named Ovirin, he thanked the elf lord and then left.  Now Otorin could face Count Felrad, and bring an end to this turmoil.       

Chad.

Chad walked down the street, hood over his head, and hand in pockets.  He felt alone, as usual, any kid his age would be thinking about cars, or school, but not Chad, he had the whole national government hunting him.  Chad walked past a window display of TVs showing the news, and as usual, showing a picture of him, though it was blurry.  He continued walking down the sidewalk and crowded streets, he kept his yellow eyes hidden behind his hood, even though he was invisible to everyone except other psychics who could sense his presence.  Once he got to a run-down part of New York City, what used to be Brooklyn, he went to his hideout, a dilapidated old school, he settled down in his bed.  He knew something had to be done against the government, the government who had taken him away from his parents, whom he did not know, once it was known he was a psychic, and then they put him in the S.l., a dark, gothic, and sadistic group of psychics.  There were three people he want to get revenge against; Lucius, the high priest of the S.L., Gen. Fox, who captured and tortured Chad for half- a- year, and Pres. Freedman, the current president without a term.  Soon Chad would set out to get his revenge! 

The traveler`s secret, part 2.

Alden, Edmand, and Allrun were riding , though Alden was running, along the path toward Gryphon`s Den, the nearest city.  Allrun reigned in his pegasus, being a paladin he had the ability to summon these flying, celestial steeds, as he saw Tuln, the owl, flying toward them screeching three times.

"That means potential danger."  Stated Alden, drawing his two-tipped spear (one tip on either end) and slowing down to a walk.  The danger came into view as they came around a corner, it was a knight garbed entirely in black armor, riding a black horse and he guarded the entrance of a stone bridge that stretched over a great, rushing river.  

"No one crosses this yonder bridge unlessith he defeats me in singleith combat!"  Proclaimed the knight.

"I accept your challenge!"  Edmand cried, stepping forward.  

The knight slammed his heels into the flanks of his steed, the beast charged toward Edmand, the knight lowered his lance so it was level with his opponents chest.  Edmand simply raised his hand said two words in the language of magic, and then a lighting bolt shot from his hand, struck the knight in the chest and flung him to the ground, where he lay motionless.  The trio passed to the other side of the river.  Some hours later, Alden heard Tuln`s cry again, except this time there was four cries.

"That means serious danger."  Said Alden, and everyone drew their weapons... 

The traveler`s secret.

One autumn evening, a weary, old traveler limped his way down the forest road to the Golden Ale Inn.  Once inside, the traveler went to order a beer but all of a sudden terrible spasms and vomiting over took him.  A night elf ranger named Alden Quellunn, and his owl, Tuln, rushed over to him, to try and calm the man.  The traveler was able to tell Alden that he had a certain artifact he wanted Alden to take to Farshire, the ruined kingdom, and their he would find an alter, that could destroy the artifact.  He was about to say more, but another spasm over took him, and he broke his neck.  Alden looked in the traveler`s pack and found the artifact wrapped in cloth, just then a human wizard came over, bumped the dead man`s sleeve to reveal infected, greenish cuts that oozed a yellowish puss.  The wizard gasped, and said;

"I would like to see the end of this mystery, a wizard is always looking for more knowledge.  What is your name, night elf?" 

"Alden Quellunn, and this is my owl friend, Tuln, what`s your`s?"

"Edmand Olvarson."

"Hay, ho!  What`s this you speak of an adventure?  Normal life starting to bore me, oh yes, my name is Allrun Fulurnson, and I am a noble paladin!"

"I guess the three of us can go together then?"  Said Alden, and they did, starting on their long, dangerous journey to Farshire. 

Special ANN report.

"Reporting live from ANN (American National News) sponsored by The Kelly Davis Foundation 'Looking out for your welfare.'  And The Free People`s Union 'Through government comes freedom.'  And now the news; a psychic is on the loose .  I assure you, this rouge psychic shall be captured before he can do harm, and he shall be brought before the Supreme court for treason and violation against the Constitution.  The psychic is a teenager, about 16 or 17, wears dark clothes, brown shaggy hair and yellow eyes.  That`s it, but just remember if you see him go home and contact the authorities.  And now, to sports..."  

(The news reporter failed to mention that the psychic was powerful enough to cause a national threat, but what does government care if you die because of stray bullets or falling rubble?  And he didn`t mention that psychics are employed secretly by the government.)

It`s for your own good.

Jessie Clark was very happy, her husband, Frank, was coming home today.  She was cleaning the house, baking, trimming the hedges and some other house work.  But then she saw some people run by the window, then someone knocked on the door, it was one of her friends .

"Harold saw four military style hummers on the ridge outside of town, and they`re coming this way!"  Exclaimed her neighbor. 

This was odd, Jessie lived in a small Vermont town, but they were right,  in a few minutes the hummers, rather large ones, came to the town square.

"Please cooperate, this is for your safety, penalties will follow resistance."  Said a voice on the loud speaker.

Soldiers came and started rounding people up, and put them in the hummers, which had a holding cell in the back.  Some people did try to resist, so the "penalties" insured, then their bodies were put in houses.  So in a few minutes, the whole town was locked up in the hummers and driven off to the "sanctuary camps."       

Psions.org

Here is a list of the top five psychic organizations: Number one, Scions of Lucifer, situated in Los Angeles, focuses on controlling their enemies, or if that doesn't work, blasting them into oblivion.  The S.L. are goth, wear black clothing, chains, pale faces, live in an old renovated warehouse, and all that other gothic stuff.  The symbol of the S.L. is a black background, a blood red pentagram with a hand of glory in the center.  Number two, The Occult, main base in North Dakota, in an underground temple.  Occult members usually use matter-reformation techniques on their enemies, also they favor compacting them to the size of a golf ball.  Occultists are satan-worshipers and therefore is a big persecutor of the Church, but Occultists are easily recognized by their black cloak and other black clothing, oh yeah, and the Nazi Swastika in the center of a gray circle on their chests. 

That`s all for right now, the other three are coming soon to haunt you too.      

Psychics; psychos

The origin of psychics began in the early 2oth century, first the Nazis tried it, well that gave the government of old America to work on it.  At first it seemed like a waste of money, the subject were subjected to strange experiments, but to no avail.  But the subjects offspring showed psychic powers, the government help bring their powers out more.  It worked.  Know groups of government hired psychics roam around attacking anyone they think is a suspect.  One of the more powerful, maybe even the most powerful, groups of psychics are the Scions of Lucifer, or S.L.  The Scions are wealthy, powerful, and ruthless, all the traits of a stereotypical psy.  Currently, the S.L. have been trying to infiltrate an Alliance base, so far they've succeded.    

Andras` tale.

Andras` thought for a moment, then began.

"Twenty years ago, when I was twenty-seven, I traveled to a far east kingdom during my travels as a young knight.  I was given a grand room, with a fancy bed and decor, but when the servant left, seventeen ninjas burst through the windows!" He paused remembering the moment, "So I picked two up, one in each hand, and threw them out the window, I bashed two ninjas` head together, then I punch four of them cold, I smacked one up side the head, beat up a few others, and five got away.  When I asked the servant, he said he didn't know, but I saw him crossing his fingers, so he clenched his fists, squinched his eyes closed and said, "Do`h!"  

The next day I wanted to find out more about these ninjas, first I looked for thieve`s guilds and secret hideouts.  But to no avail, those ninjas seemingly disappeared, but I discovered something one night while I was looking around, that the servant was a sorcerer and a doppleganger! (an extraterrestrial from another plane, called Orcus) now you all may know that dopplegangers can shape-shift, so then," Andras stopped to clear his throat, "he noticed me, because I was standing in the doorway, then he took out a hand crossbow, shot it and the bolt grazed my side.  But then I leaped forward with my sword and whacked off his right arm, he then turned back to normal form, and died, I realized he died because he had stabbed himself.  The next day, the ninjas struck again, but I repelled them, then I realized they were all gnomes.  So I grabbed one by the ear and demanded to know what they were doing, he said we had accidently switched bags at the border guard, so we switched bags, I remembered know that my clothes were small.  And that was the end of it all."

Everyone was looking Andras, they all agreed it was a strange story, but would meet back here on the 'morrow.             

Thistleberry tales.

Once in a town called Thistleberry, six people heading to different destinations found themselves in the same room at Thistleberry`s biggest inn, The Sleepy Goblin .  One of them was named Sir Andras Durrnson, a male knight from the West, the second was called Gnawain Golsh, he was a gnome bard, another named Dihlah Levorenn, a female elf magician, the fourth person was Gargor-Rulgr, a male orc wilderness outrider, another figure was Rusik Durrurrson Ikvar, a male dwarf warrior, the final person was Thepores, an adventurer from Treshen.  After the mid class dinner, they all retired to there room, but couldn't really sleep because of the loud september wind.  Then Gnawain suggested they pass the time by telling stories, they all gathered around the fire place, Andras went first...

                ( This is only part one of this tale, which will continue for the next few days.)

                                                           

The baled of Gnelf Gnef.

There once was a gnome wizard named Gnelf Gnef , who traveled the world seeking knowledge.  But one day, human pirates attacked the ship and stole Gnelf`s spell book and wand, then sold him to orcs dressed as business men.  The orcs took poor Gnelf to their tribe were they tied him to a pole with magic restraining rope, then proceeded to beat him with oak poles, a short nap, then they beat him again.  Finally, the orcs realized that they had been beating Gnelf so much he couldn't do any work, so they sold him to a family of goblins, who splash hot oil on him for no reason.  By that time, Gnelf realized he could work his magic, so he threw a few acid balls then hit the road, where he was captured by human thugs and was hit with clubs.  By the end, Gnelf discovered the most important piece of knowledge, he was a gnome, and they are very weak and cowardly (most of the time) they also spend a lot of their time under their covers.  And for the rest of his life, Gnelf Gnef never left his house again.

                         -Thefus the Bard.          

Knights of the Few.

One misty September morning, 225 knights assembled themselves on a bridge leading to Farrvell, the capital city of the kingdom Alvurea.  225 men and women lined up, spears in front, to battle the horde of orcs and goblins approaching Adarvd.  Their goal was, at least, delay the horde enough so the people could get away, that meant delaying a horde of 90, 000.  The Regnasa army could not help because most of them were killed by grey elves, and the remaining helped the citizens escape.  The bridge, wolfang bridge, was long, broad, and filed out, with little towers and stuff like that, the knights positioned themselves at the beginning of the bridge and archers in the towers and in the hills nearby.  The horde reached them at around dawn, the fighting went on for three days straight, some died from wounds others died from exhaustion.  On the evening of the third day the only knight standing was a drow, of an unknown name, and single handedly killed 250 orcs and goblins until he was overwhelmed.  If you ever find your self in Advard, there is a black marble statue of the drow and a memorial of the knights who gave their lives to save the kingdom.      

City fight.

"One of Randy`s findings was the plans for a tank-like machine, like the Beast, but not as developed.  We didn't know what to think, those plans were fairly advanced, we did not expect this [energy blast] Beast`s machinery some what different, better treds, a laser cannon, advanced targeting, and very strong armor.  [a ton of gun shots] You may be thinking why I`m recording in the middle of a battle, well I`m nice and sa-[close by gun shot] okay that almost got me, so I`m going to walk away now. [a few minutes later] Sgt. McClain is rather excited about his new automatic [enthusiastic yelling and rapid gun fire] And I must say the battle is going rather well, WHOA!!  What the heck is tha-[explosion] NOT FAIR!  How come they get an fighter jet.  Well I've said a nice amount now, I`m going to kick their a-[soldiers yelling and gun shots]

                        -Recorded by Gen. Bart E. Anderson, New york city, April 5, 2059.  Leader of victorious side.      

Profile #7

Name: Onegerou

Race: Urgou- tai

Gender: male

Class: Zelhu-toa

Weapons: one dororium vorpal scimitar, one dororium rapier, and some steel throw knives.

Armor: a green gree flax cloak, dororium chain mail suit.

Born: Carosu, Dreamworld.

Racial power: telepathy

Pet: Yin-Yinn, a male bunyip.

Hair: bald

Eye: gold

Skin: red

Languages: Urgoun, Dwarven, Drowsh.

Follows: Wekama

Height: 6"1' 

How much land does a man need?

Was written by Leo Tolstoy, it is about a man named Pakhom, who said he would get so much land that he`d fear no one, not even the Devil so the Devil made sure he got enough land.  Pakhom got some land in his village, but he grew tired of the people there so he moved to another village.  There he also got some land, but a merchant told him about the Bashkirs, a group of people who lived by vast amounts of unowned land.  The Bashkirs flat rate was one thousand roubles a day, for as much land you can walk around in a day, so Pakhom agreed.  Early the next morning, he set out with a spade, for every so often you`re supposed to dig a hole, Pakhom kept walking and taking more land until it was nearly nighttime, so he hurried back to the Bashkir crowd.  Just as the sun set, he leaped to the starting point, and was dead of exhaustion, so his workman buried him.   

profile #6

Name: Felix Skyveil

Race: ajori

Gender: male

Class: skypirate

Weapons: tortugan iron katana, hand crossbow, tortugan iron rapier. 

Armor: tortugan iron chain shirt

Racial power: astral spells

Born: the Dreamworld.

Hair: black dreadlocks

Eye: right eye, gold, left eye, blue.

Skin: tan

Items: opal of beauty, shade cloak, and the cloud ship, Gauntlet. 

Follows: Ulona

Languages: Ajori, Dwarven, Gremlish, Etherian, etc. 

Height: 5" 8'

Man down

"For any one out there this is Lt. Morse of the Dark Night squadron.  We went down at 11`o clock last night over the border of Cambodia and `Nam.  Now we`re...  somewhere.  There was fourteen of us but after we flew over that flak nest, now there`s only eight of us left, two got dragged of and four died.  We`ve sent a few flares and other distress signals, but no one came, I was finally able to find this radio tower, by the looks of it quite a few years old.  We are dying, Daniel and Sarah are sick with disease and Rolph is wounded and we`re being hunted, but when those imperials find us I`ll give them hel-[static] What the?...  It`s [garbled] OH NO!...

                       -Broadcasted by  Lt. Arnold J. Morse, leader of the Dark Night stealth squadron.  August 5, 2058, fate remains unknown.             

The Harbinger.

"This is Sgt. McClain of the Alliance to restore freedom to earth.  I`m going to tell you about what Pres. Freedman said to day that a free man is a man who obeys the State.   Bologna.  He moved on to the creation of the first 2058 war machine, vehicle numerals-7427, and its name The Harbinger.  He then deployed to an Alliance base to show its true power-laser.  Harbinger blasted through the walls and any other defence, Bart fled and Gen. Baily was captured with many others and I`m not going to talk about government prison.  Anyways, I`m looking for Randy he hasn`t returned for a day.  Over and out.

                -Recorded by Sgt. Timothy McClain, september 11, 2058.       

Profile #5

Name: Ontor Brodson

Gender: male

Race: human

Class: archwizard (seer)

Weapons: ash wood stave, yew short bow, one adamant thin sword, and one mithralite rapier.

Armor: red hand-made gnome robe, adamant plate mail shirt.

Born: Cazar, Intari.

Familiar: Nazera, female coyote.

Hair: Lt. brown.

Eye: goldish

Skin: average

Time period: leader of 123d brigade in the Zivigar War. 

Background: noble scion.

Follows: Bahamut.

Height: 6" 1'

Languages: Dwrven, Elven (sylvari), Drowsh, Dracovic, and Galeic.  

profile #4

Name: Malis

Race: witch-queen of Duthal

Gender: female

Class: warrior

Weapons: force sword, silver whip, and adamant battle ax  

Armor: enchanted adamant full plate

Racial powers: umbral and ancient magic

Born: Duthal, Shadowmare

Pet: Murrk, female blue dragon

Hair: mahogany 

Eye: crimson

Skin: chalk white 

Follows: Zargath, dark god of war

Height: 7" 6'

Languages: 6, 000, 000

@#!!&** is going down

Is this on?  Ok, good...  OW!  Sorry, it`s hard to run and recored at the same time.  Oh, right the point, so you must have heard of micro chips?  OK, so they have micro chips that give you access to everyday things, like groceries and other products, well I heard they came out with another one.  [static]  Oops, finger slipped and pressed a wrong button, anyway, this new micro chip can actually control you through special radio waves.  Man, Government is mean.  And this new chip they put in babies and they put in adults through surgery, but most people want it `cause they don`t know better.  Oh, and... hey what`s that red light on my chest? [soft firing noise, small groan, silence]

              - Recorded by Alliance info man Randy Brooks, just before death by sniper.     

Global government

The year is 2056, and the world is in turmoil.  This all came about by The Elite, the 100 global dictators have taken over, but they did not attack, the people demanded it.  The Elite`s armies are called The Central Forces, the people who refused their rule were either executed, brain wiped, or joined The Alliance, the only significant resistant group.  Currently, only switzerland and a few other small countries are resisting the best they can, but over all, I think their doomed.  At this moment, I`m hiding from imperial snatchers, so wish me luck, before government takes it all.

    -Recorded by, Gen. Bart E. Anderson. Shortly before capture.            

profile #3

Name: Sigius

Race: Witch-king of Duthal 

Gender: male

Class: illusionist (sorcerer)

Born: Duthal, Null

Weapon: enchanted mithralite stave, magic force bow

Armor: Emberwoven robe (one of a kind)

Racial power: umbral and ancient magic

Familiar/pet: Anderza, crow familiar, Ferial, pulse dragon

Hair: black, long

Eye: left eye, acid green, right eye, black

Skin: chalk white

Follows: Hel

Language: 6, 000, 000

Height: 8" 5'

profile #2

Name: Tyrannus

Race: witch king of Duthal

Gender: male

Class: berserker 

Weapons: double-bladed lightning sword, adamant war hammer

Armor: void stone spike full plate 

Born: Duthal.

Pet: Ragnarok, a black dragon

Hair: grey

Eye: crimson

Skin: chalk white

Racial power: magic

Height: 7" 10'  

Languages: 6, 000, 000  

Follows: Zarthog  

A prisoner of the Caucasus.

A Russian army officer named Zhilin was serving in the Caucasus, then one day he was going to travel back home but Tartars captured him and his friend, Kostylin.  At the Tartar village, the two of them in a barn, but when they tried to escape, in a pit.  Kostylin got very sick, so Zhilin planned to escape instead of waiting for a ransom, this became posable when a young girl helps him out of the pit.  Zhilin finds his way back to the fort where was stationed, but Tartars had followed him and they ran at him.  But then Russian soldiers were there and chased the Tartars away, then Zhilin`s comrades were delighted to see him again, and it was a long time until Kostylin`s ransom was paid. I liked this story because it has to do with daring escapes, and enemies hunt Zhilin.        

The two old men.

The two old men, written by Leo Tolstoy, is about two old men named Efim and Elisha.  They decide to go to Jerusalem, so when they had been walking for a while, they came to a village full of starving people so Elisha stayed behind to help.  Efim went ahead, all the way to Jerusalem, but when Elisha was done in the village he went back home instead of following Efim.  In Jerusalem, Efim saw Elisha there, but when he returned home, all Elisha said was that it was God`s work.  I liked this story because of its christian theme for example Elisha`s apperance in Jerusalem, Both men were Orthodox Christians, and Elisha was very helpful to the people in the village.      

Attack of the mongrols.

Today...  I was attacked by butt-kickin, boot-stomping, sword-shaking, wily mongrols.  When they attacked the town I was in, they wielded katanas and they ransacked and plundered the little town.  So I challenged their leader to a duel, when he arrived I took my katana and said.  "You have dishonored me, you have dishonored my family, HHHIIIIYYYYYAAHHHH!!!!!"  And he wet him self and ran away, and as for the rest of them they took of their costumes and went back to being white and nerdy.      

Encounter with Zontar part 3, the ending

Face of Zontar as I vanquished him.
                                
Some how the demented and crazed psyche of Zontar, of the demented pig people survived the explosion.  When I met him for the last time in a gurakle swamp inside the earth, he had returned to his barbaric ways.  He had two fingers missing on his right hand, his index and ring fingers, and he had a burn all over his face, super hot and pressurized tea makes an uncanny explosive.  He leaped at me, grabbed me, spun me around like a turkey and put some hurt on me.  But then I pointed behind him and yelled.  "Oh no!!  It`s Zontar, of the demented people!!!"  Zontar whirled around in surprise, then he realized that he was Zontar, but when he turned around I squirted juice from a gurakle orange in his eyes.  I made a noise of disgust as slimy, blue hair grew from Zontar`s eyes, as it did so, I picked up Zontar and hurled him into a bottomless pit that was right beside me. And that was the end of Zontar, of the demented pig people.  

Encounter with Zontar part 2, the boiling.

The demented enigma known as Zontar returned on May 25, 2008.  On a dark and stormy night, I sat in my lavish study reading a comic book, when all of a sudden, Zontar smashed trough the window!  He was no longer a savage, he was sophisticated, so said the sawed off shotgun he carried.  I ran for cover as he shot round after round at me, destroying my precious, neglected study.  Then i picked up my squirt gun and shot at him, and so he went down for the moment.  As soon as he was up , Zontar fired at me again and again, and then as the dust cleared he saw a tea pot boiling.  I stood out side my study and said under my breath.  "Good night." And I pressed the detonator that set of the tea pot.  "KAABBOOOOOMMMMM!!!"  And I thought Zontar was gone for good.            

Encounter with Zontar part 1, The rising

Zontar, of the demented pig people, is a strange and mysterious figure.  When I first met him at a goo field inside the earth, he was a savage war chief of the demented pig people and his battle cry was.  "Breethbraken, breethbraken!!"  So I decided to play a trick on him, giving him a red apple instead of a green one!  So when I gave it to him, his face turned bright red and he gave out a squeal. "Wheeeeeeeee wheeeeeeeee!!!"  And he charged me, so I pick up a wet stick, saw it was hopeless, so I threw some goo in his face and hit him in a place where a man should not be hit, and he felt pain no man should feel.  And I left him squealing with pain, then I wondered why I was down here.   So then I went to the surface and waited for Zontar to return.   Zontar has a website, it`s cool. So click here.     

Average day part 2

Hello, I`m back from the planet, and now I`ll tell you what happened.  So when I came back to earth, a group of berserker cowboys dressed as ninjas came running at me waving shotguns.  But I grabbed one of their guns and put it to my head saying I`d blow my own head of if they didn't back of, so they did. I ventured on some more and I came to a cheese factory, there I met a cheese monster, so then I got mediaeval on his heiny.  After that I went back to... where ever I come from.  And that concludes a day like any other.      

profile #1

Name: Otorin Fethorson

Race: human

Class: wandering warrior

Born: Silbinvol, Boakshire

Primary weapons: The Gazzorak sword, and a spruce bow with mithralite arrows

pet: none

Hair: chestnut

Eyes: blue

Skin: white (tan)

Background: smithy`s son

Follows: the Father God.

Languages: Dwarven, Elven (sylvari), and Nelbrish  

An average day.

Here's a picture I took of an alien on the planet I went to.
Today I was abducted by aliens, and taken to the alien queen.  And she started talking to me, but she was speaking french or something, so I walked out the door, right in to outer space! So then I 'swam' through space to the nearest planet. The fall through the atmosphere was fine but the landing was rough.  After that I found some shelter in a forest, I built my self a lean- to and I had to hunt with my bare, dirty hands. I`m still on this planet, and who knows when i`ll return.

A tale 1.

This is a story,

Gilidin, an elf ranger, and Baracrozz, a dwarf berserker, trudged up the rocky hill toward the Wizard`s portal, with witch he plans to use to summon Narog, a powerful spirit lord.  as they came closer to the top, a scouting party of orcs came up to them but were easily dismembered. The two of them finally reached the top to see, The Wizard saying the incantation and his drow guards, who were easily taken down.  And that`s when The Wizard noticed them.  He loose a ball of acid at them and then a lightning bolt, then after some fighting, Baracrozz was wounded and The Wizard lomed over him, Gilidin shot The Wizard with four arrows, and he died.  Then Gilidin looked over to the portal, and what he saw was shocking, a chocolate cupcake. " Oh, right The Evil Wizard is on the stoney hill to the east, not west!"               

my first post

Yo, wa` sup welcome to ma crib.  peace out yo.