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Airiana
07/23/2002 2:10 PM

Kara sat meditating beside a fire with the ocean not far away. Her long blonde hair waved behind her and her large almond-shaped eyes were closed. She wore a dearskin shirt, pants, and mocasins (SP?) each decorated with beautiful beadwork.
As Kara meditated a small group of peoples gathered on the other side of the blazing fire. Kara opened her eyes and before her saw two fellow elves, a human, a dwarf, and a dragon in the guise of an elf. "Please, sit. We must wait for the others to arrive."
The two elves nodded their heads and sat on either side of Kara. "Peace be with your tribe, sister Kara." They said in unison.
Kara nodded her head to each of them. "Peace be with your tribes as well, brother Shonu and sister Livantala."
The female elf wore attire like that of Kara and had hair as red as the fire they sat around. The male had blond hair, and all three had deep blue eyes.
The dwarf wore the standard hill dwarf attire with his battle axe beside him. He nodded curtly to the elves and human and sat down.
The human, a young man with dark hair and eyes, sat on the opposite side of the fire from the dwarf and closed his eyes.
The dragon shifted into her true form, that of a Silver/Red dragon hybrid and lay near the fire, but far enough away to leave room for the later arrivals.

OOC: Okay.. I don't know exactly how this will work, but I'll keep my fingers crossed and hope it works. This is mainly a thread for the leaders/shamans/mages of different groups to come together and plan what is to happed. ...I hope this works...

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Phobic_rion
08/12/2002 4:23 PM

OOC: This sound kinda fun!! I think I can pile myself in as soon as I think of a character, unless I should just be all Cain-like again...Aww hell..

IC: A young man with black hair, set off by the firelight, along with his bright red robes, scuttled over to the fire, greeting Kara with a little hug.

"Nice to see you again! You had something you wanted to tell...." Hesmiled the perly whites, his bright blue eyes flashing green in the light. He also nodded curtly to the other elves etc. He sat down, gathering up his robes and pulling his hood up over his head lightly. He wondered just what all this was about...Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Airiana
08/13/2002 11:48 AM

Kara looked up at the young man and smiled. "Nice to see you too," she said as she looked around the fire. "All of the other spiritual leaders etc. should be arriving soon. When they do, we'll get down to business."

Airiana, the Dragon, snorted. "Well if you ask me, Kara, I think this is a bunch of nonsense!! Most of you mortals already know the Legend anyway! What's all the fuss?"

The young man, called Lord Justin, glared at the hybrid Dragon with his dark eyes. "Dragon, you have no say in the matter! You are only here to make sure there aren't any fights and that everyone gets the message!! Keep quiet until you are needed!"

"Lord Justin," Airiana called, blowing small flames through her nostrils. "It would be in your best interest to not address me in such a matter. The Gods have brought me here, and I shall do my duty. Pray, do yours as well." She said, noticing the Human back away slightly, she smiled to herself.

Kara watched the two and shook her golden head. "I do hope the others arrive soon..."

OOC: I hope this sounds alright.. I also hope some other people join.. then maybe I won't have to play so many characters. Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see...

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Phobic_rion
08/14/2002 6:23 AM

OOC: This ones kinda quiet I see..hey, are you playing ALL those people? That's gonna be pretty hard work...^^

IC: "I see what you mean...jeez! Am I the only one who ever comes ON TIME!!??" He crossed his arms in his robes, sitting down to stare at the fire. Not bad...Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

DarkMistress
08/14/2002 5:12 PM

((OOC: ok..I will join in as well..here is my chara: Leithia Sedel'ton is a White Robed Mage. Race: Sea Elf..if being picky..then she is a Dimernesti. Age: 100 yrs Her description: Long Midnight Blue hair, strange looking green eyes and blue/silver skin. She only stands 5'. She is what one might call an exotic beauty. I hope she will do for this meeting.))

A figure comes into the firelight form the direction of the ocean. Her white robe flutters in the breeze as silver-blue skin sparkles in the firelight. Taking down the hood of the robe, you see she is an Sea Elf. She focuses her simmering green eyes at the small walk ahead of her. As she moves towards the group, she seems a bit unstable on the ground she walks. Trying to get use to walking, she nearly falls but catches herself. Blushing with embarrassment she stops to compose herself. She looks at the group and gives a slight smile.

"Greetings to all of you and peace be with your tribes." she says with a thick accent and bow to all assembled again trying to keep balance. "For those who do not know me, I am Leithia Sedel'ton, Dweller in the Cave of Magi and representive of All the Sea Elves." Leithia proceeds to sit next to the other elves giving a sigh of relief. She looks around at everyone, "As you can tell, I do not walk on land all that often but it was necessary for this meeting." "This 'evil man' as you call him, Revered Daughter, serves a goddess as powerful as Paladine-Takhisis, Queen of Darkness! Or perhaps I should not say serves," Astinus remarked with a wry Smile. "Not of him...."

Phobic_rion
08/15/2002 6:26 AM

Cain took a sideways glance at the beutifull elf, turning back to the fire without a word. Whatever was going to happen, he hoped, it wasn't a bad thing. But his sixth sense for things told him otherwise.Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Airiana
08/18/2002 4:19 PM

OOC: Yeah, unfortunately I am playing all of those characters.. though I would absolutely love it if a couple at least could be taken off my hands... If we had a few more people it would be easier. If we do get more people, then maybe I can ween my characters down to just two. I always play Airiana and I would like to play Kara in this one as well... The other ones can be taken by anyone who sees fit to do it... That is, if anyone wants to.

BIC: Kara nodded to Cain at his comment of being on time. "Others do not always comply with our best wishes." She said, cryptically.

Kara smiled broadly as Leithia made her way to the fire. "Greetings, Leithis Sedel'ton. I apologize for not making this meeting easier for you, but unfortuantely... some members among us are horrifide of the water, even if spells were cast to aid them. Again, I opologize for the inconvinience. (SP?)"

Airiana, the Dragon, lifted her head from her claws and looked at Cain. "Human. Cain, is it? Worry not. You are well protected here. All members know magic and I myself could defend each of you well on my on. I have orders from the Gods Themselves to protect this council and I shall."

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Kalia_Majere
08/18/2002 4:55 PM

OOC: I'll jump in, if I can play a character and race of my own making. :)

She's a char of my own design, a Night Fairy, about 5'5, slender, elf-like, with hair of liquid silver, and deep blue eyes...she has wings that resemble the wings of a black tiger swallowtail butterfly. (Wings are black with darker black veins, and edged in blue and pale violet on the edges and on the swallowtail markings. I am currently using a pic of one for an avatar. and though her wings are akin to the butterfly, they can fold down streemline against her back like the way a moth folds it's wings. :)

BIC: Eliriah glided down, her silver hair flowing loose around her shoulders and wings. She landed near the fire and stepped lightly out of the shadows. Elir smiled sofly, her blue eyes caught the firelight, and seemed to have a life of their own. Her wings fluttered once, showing their pale blue and violet markings within the soft black, then folded against her back, and her gossamar cloak covered them.

"Greetings...I am Eliriah, Princess of the Night Fey...Guardians of the wild dark. What is this all about?" she asked softly, her dress seemed to shimmer between silver/black and Midnightblue, as she walked foward lightly, now fully revealed by the firelight. A circlet made of pure Opal graced her brow, showing her status.In the thinking of a human, a 100 years is a long time
To the Earth, a 100 years is Nothing
This planet lives and breathes on a much vaster scale.
We can't Imagine its slow and powerful rhythms-we haven't the humility to try.
Thus, If we where gone tomorrow, the Earth would not miss us.

[Edited by Kalia_Majere on Sunday, August 18, 2002 7:28 PM]

Phobic_rion
08/19/2002 7:34 AM

Cain looked over at Airiana absentmindedly, shrugging.

"I'm Magi. I can take care of myself." He said in the most specific sentence he'd said. The dragon seemed a bit taken aback by the bold statement, but Cain only shrugged again, turning back to the fire. He pulled out a necklance, fiddling with the piece on the end. It was a small thing, not any bigger than the top of his finger. A small black vile-like thing, that looked almosty like one of those name in rice thingies..(way OOC^^) His eyes narrowed dangerously, before he loked up to see the fairy fly down from the sky. He rolled his eyes. No girls? Am I the only guy? Nuts..

OOC: FWAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Sir_Garion
08/21/2002 3:50 AM

I will take the dwarf off your hands.

Doglan Warhammer sat there among the group thinking what are we here for and feeling that some how he did not want to know especially since there was a dragon here so it must be bad as they dont entertain mortals for the fun of it he would rather be back making sure his clan was behaving its self"There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Phobic_rion
08/21/2002 1:09 PM

OOC: Do you want an elf? I wouldn't mind trying one...hell, I've never been one..I've always been magi..oh yeah..but yeah, if you don't want one of them, I'll help out. ^^

Elfies are fun!!Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Airiana
08/21/2002 5:44 PM

OOC: **Raises an eye brow** ... Elfies? **Shakes her head** Anywho, you can take an Elf if you want to. The male Elf is named Shonu and has blue eyes and blond hair. The female Elf is named Livantala and she had blue eyes and red hair. They are both tribal leaders and are the fellow siblings of Kara (I wanna keep her ^_^). If you want to take one, go ahead. I don't mind. The Dwarf has already been taken and the Human called Lord Justin is also up for grabs. He has dark hair and dark eyes... if anyone is interested.

Kalia, I'm glad you jumped in. Your threads always seem interesting. But I have one question... I know it will sound stupid, but here it goes... What is a Night Faerie? ... I mean, I've heard of regular Faeries, but never a Night variety.

BIC: Kara stood up when Elir arrived and bowed corgially to her. "Greetings, Princess. This is a congrigation of Mystics, Magi, and other Magical Peoples... We are here to make sure the Legend lives on.. Though there are those who would stop it from being utttered.. and we are to spread the Legend of Creation and Magic along to all the Peoples of Krynn. That is our purpose here, Your Majesty." Kara said, her head bowed as she spoke.

Airiana snorted in Cain's general direction. "You may be Magi, but you still worry. I could hear your thoughts and how you were worrying... Thus being my purpose in reassurance." Airiana said, quite displeased with the Human's hotiness.

OOC: Phobic_rion, yours is not the only guy character.. There are two others besides you. As for the people who are playing them... I couldn't tell you. I really don't know many people that come on here anymore... But I am assuming Sir_Garion is a guy too..

BIC: Airiana heard another's thoughts now, those of Doglan Warhammer. She spoke telepathically to him, hoping not to shock the hill dwarf too much. "Doglan, your clan is fine right now, but you should not worry. I am one of the more sociable of my kind. I do not mind the company of mortals... for the most part. If you pay attention, you shall know what is going on."



~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Kalia_Majere
08/21/2002 8:59 PM

OOC: *Shrug* nothing special...just something I came up with. :) They just normally have black or silver hair, with black butterfly wings with silver/blue and violet markings...they gaurd the darker magics of the wild...not nessicarlily evil, just dark.


BIC: Elir nodded in respect and smiled. "I would be happy to help...My people have guarded the magics of the Dark Wild for Millenia...magic belongs to this world...to loose it is to loose this world's life beat...this world would die..." Elir frowned, her dark eyes shadowed even further. Her silver curls waved wildly in the wind, and her wings fluttered once.

"I offer my services as Princess of my people...I shall do all I can to help."Keep your strength
And keep your pride
Keep your wits close by your side
Time will tell, and freedom come-
Before the fight is done.

Airiana
08/22/2002 9:16 AM

Kara smiled and bowed again to Elir. "We thank you. Please, Your Highness, sit here by the fire." She said, while motioning to one of the few places left around the fire. "Only the Minotaurs, Goblins, Dark Elves, and Draconians are yet to arrive..." She said, letting her words trail off as she sat down. "This is a meeting for all inhabitants of Krynn."

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Kitiara99
08/22/2002 10:41 AM

OOC: I'll take some of these characters... The only problem is, I'm leaving the day after tommorow for a week, and I won't have computer access. But this doesn't seem to be one of those super fast growing threads anyway, and I'll find someone to play for me. If this is a problem let me know.

I'll play a representative for the dark elves, my character Silaquendra (a neutral mage) and a female minotaur, a cleric (is that kind of what you're looking for?) Still need to think of a name. Anyway, that leaves only goblins and draconians to arrive, I'll post more on these characters tonight.... :D (Hope I kind of helped!)*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Airiana
08/22/2002 10:57 AM

OOC: That would be really great, Kitiara. We definitely need a couple more characters. Then maybe we can get this thing rolling. Leaving isn't a problem. This thread was actually started one month ago so it is obviously not moving very fast.

Yes, you've helped tremendously. Thank you! :D And yeah, the cleric works great. Actually, I need a couple others to be clerics too... hmm... maybe...Livantala (female elf, sister of Kara)? And also any others who wish to be clerics.

Kitiara, thanks again! :D :D :D

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Dark_Master
08/22/2002 11:04 AM

OOC: I'll be a cleric if ya want.....to what god......i take it a cleric of the light yeah? Paladine or Mishakal?
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Airiana
08/22/2002 11:26 AM

OOC: The choice is up to you, dude. Come as your favourite one.

Oh yeah, I also wanted to ask you something... What does this mean:

Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

??



[Edited by Airiana on Thursday, August 22, 2002 11:29 AM]

Dark_Master
08/22/2002 12:25 PM

OOC:


Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.



It is part of 'Galadriel's Lament', i'll find the translation again and post it.

I think i'll be a cleric of Paladine, haven't been one yet. Where do you want me to start.
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Airiana
08/22/2002 12:43 PM

OOC: Thanks, I was just wondering..

Anywho, all the characters are gathering around a fire on the beach (just look up above all of the OOC stuff...)

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Phobic_rion
08/22/2002 1:49 PM

OOC: That guy is mine...oh yeah.

IC:Shonu shrugged at the arriving company, stilll sitting quietly at his place. He stared over at Cain, who also sat quietly, minding his own business. He treid not to stare, but it was unbelievable how close they where in comparison. Both had blue eyes, a strange thing for elves obviously...Even the hair seemed a little odd. So he stood out, but he was important, and that was the only thing.

Cain stared at the people comming in, watching the dwarf closely. A silly little thing in comparison to him. Lord Justin kind of scared him, being a big person and all, fighting and all that jazz....

(Not quite the fighter I take it cain??) He sighed, thinking to himself. He looked over at the Elf suspiciously, as he quickly turned the other direction.

(What is he looking at?) He thought again, but shrugged it off, and hoped that the girl would continue, giving another glance at the dragon-girl.

"Fear? Me? I fear nothing. Well, maybe something...but that's none of your business!!" He snapped. He was suprized that his comment and rise of voice for a moment had startled Shonu, who quickly brushed it all off.

Shonu sighed. That boy is going to be trouble...I just know it...He thought, looking back over to the other companions.Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

DarkMistress
08/22/2002 5:45 PM


Actually, I need a couple others to be clerics too... hmm... maybe...Livantala (female elf, sister of Kara)?


OOC:I can play your sister elf, Livantala..but you need to give me more of a description of her first. You can E:mail me if you want and give me the info..I don't mind playing a few charas.

I hope that will help ya out. Smiles
Darkness follows you, surrounding you then comsumes you. I embrace that darkness becoming one with it. Now I am that darkness and I have come for your soul!

Kitiara99
08/22/2002 6:15 PM

OOC: No problem, Airiana. :)

IC: Silaquendra appeared with as little fuss as possible. Although she represented the dark elves (to the extent that they could ever be represented) she herself was of a neutral alignment. She sat down at the edge of the fire, across from the other elves.

*****

Dralli, a minotaur cleric, arrived with a bit more of a flash. A cloud of darkeness surrounded her for a moment, then it dissipated and she took her seat. She glanced around a little uncomfortably. Like most minotaurs, she served the god Sargonnas, god of vengeance and war. The proliferation of elves (there was even a faerie present) made the minotaur uneasy. Her calling as a cleric was of paramount importance to her, more so than petty distinctions between races or even alignments. Some of the "good" races, however, did not always see it that way. She wondered how her presence would be viewed among this particular company.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Dark_Master
08/23/2002 12:43 AM

Nefer walked towards the fire upon the beach. Clad in white, the medallion around his neck sparkled as the silver moon hit it.....(OOC: i assumed it was at night yeah?)......., the symbol of the platinum father engraved into it. His robes flowed loosely and gracefully about him. His studded mace was strapped to his back.

His eyes, two pools of marine blue, as dark and deep as the oceans, and just as frightening. Black hair cascaded down and over his shoulders, streaked silver in places. At 51 he was still burly. His robes fell over a battle toned body. But his hands, soft and gentle as the morning breeze, they look far too young to be apart of his aging body.

But he strode ever on ward, coming to the fire, he noticed the minotuar...the essence of her god hung heavily over her, whispers entered his mind, and he smirked in agreement.

He sat down, no where in particular and waited for....something....to happen.
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Airiana
08/23/2002 7:58 PM

OOC: k Mistress, I really haven't made up any other stats for Livantala as of yet. Do whatever you want with her. She's got blue eyes and red hair. She's a cleric and tribal leader... that's about all I've got for her.

Oh, and you assumed correctly, Dark Master, it's nighttime.

BIC: Kara smiled and nodded as Nefer, Silaquendra, and Dralli made their way to the fire. "Greetings." She called to each of them, in their own language. "I hope all is well with your peoples?" She said, switching to Common.

Looking around the fire, Kara noticed that all the representatives aside from the goblins and draconians were present. 'Oh well,' she thought to herself. 'They'll either arrive later or not at all, so we might as well start now...'

"Representatives of the Beings of Krynn," she began. "You have been gathered here in this place to ensure the proliferation of the Legend of Creation and Magic. The Gods, among others, have noticed a lack of the Legend being told and fear that if Krynn forgets its beginnings, the end may soon be near. All the Gods are working together, possibly for the first time since the Creation, and will stop at nothing to make sure the Legend lives on."

Kara paused for a moment, hoping to let this sink in to the members of the council that the fate of their world was counting on this small Legend. "I am aware that the Legend is not taught much anymore.. and people have begun to forget it altogether. Our world depends on this! But..." She said, taking a deep breath. "Some unknown forces are against us, here. Other Gods that are unknown to us want to destroy this world and make their own in its place. The only way to stop them is to make the people remember again.. make them proud again."

Kara stopped to see if any of the members would back out, seeing such a difficult challenge before them. She also paused for any questions that may be asked of her.

Airiana stood up and looked at each individual member of the council. She watched their every move and listened as Paladine Himself spoke to her. 'I am counting on you, Dragon of Both Bloods, to keep this in order and not let darkness and ligh collide in a battle. Protect them all. The other Gods are growing stronger... the people of Krynn are loosing their hope-- and with it, their world.'

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

DarkMistress
08/24/2002 3:35 PM

Livantala watches as her sister breaks the news to the others in the group. There seems to be a bit of dismay as they look around and whispher amoung each other. Livantala touches her medallion then says a small prayer to her Goddess Mishakal that this group will be able to put aside their differences in order to make this work.




************************************

Leithia listen with patience as she is told the news. Gasping like many others in the group that other Gods would dare interfer with their world. This is not what she had expected to be hearing. The God they had now at times were trouble enough with their constant fighting over who will rein supreme. She glaces around a the clerics of the group her eyes narrowing.

So which legends is Kara talking about. Leithia had been on Krynn for 100 yrs now but as dwell in the seas not on the dry lands. It may be a legend that her people stop telling before she was born.

Tossing her blue hair to fall behind her she spoke up, "Please Kara, tell us of this legend so we may save our world."




Darkness follows you, surrounding you then comsumes you. I embrace that darkness becoming one with it. Now I am that darkness and I have come for your soul!

[Edited by DarkMistress on Saturday, August 24, 2002 3:39 PM]

Airiana
08/24/2002 8:40 PM

OOC: hehe.. I probably should have thought this through a little more.. but, to be honest... I didn't think the thread would get this far... so I really don't have a legend. I'm on vacation right now, so I can't exactly run to my bookshelf and try to make one up from the books I have... If someone could help me here.. I would greatly appreciate it. Does anyone know the story of how Krynn was supposedly started? .. I hope so.. If someone could e-mail it to me, or have their character tell it.. I would be in your debt.

Undead.. honey.. this might not be the best thread for you to start out with, as it has a lot to do with the books (for the most part) and you haven't read any of them. But, if you want to, we can help you out. There are some other threads that aren't so involved in Krynn (the world of Dragonlance) that would help you get the hang of role-playing on a forum. If you want, I can find a thread that would be easy for you to join and help you start out there. Just a thought.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
08/25/2002 9:33 AM

OOC: Okay...I feel like such a dork...maybe i just shouldnt have tried...I had just bought three of the books...I just wanted to have fun, thats all. whateverThe Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
08/25/2002 2:40 PM

OOC: No, honey.. you're not a dork. Of course you should have tried! How will you get anywhere if you don't try?! You misundestood me. I am utterly and completely happy that you wanted to join in my thread and try roleplaying on a forum.. I just don't know if this was the best thread for you to start with. You did very well on the post you made, I didn't mean to discourage you in anyway. As I saw in the thread you started, you got help and found a thread to join that would help you out a lot. Once you've read on of the books or two, it could help you have a better understanding. But, you did well, and you can keep going in this thread, just make sure you know what's going on, okay? Please don't take what I said the wrong way, hon, 'cause you did very well.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
08/25/2002 4:08 PM

OOC: *Walks around aimlessly, thinking, and bumps into a wall* OW! OH OH OH! I HAVE IT! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *rubs his head* Oh crap, I lost it...The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

UndeadDragon
08/25/2002 5:06 PM


Looking around the fire, Kara noticed that all the representatives aside from the goblins and draconians were present. 'Oh well,' she thought to herself. 'They'll either arrive later or not at all, so we might as well start now...'


OOC: Okay I deleted the thing about the half-orc, since i have come to known that Halflings dont exist in Krynn, and Dark Elves aren't dark blue, but are outcast elves, I think Half-Orcs wouldnt exist as well, but I noticed that you need goblins, and I will try one out, just for fun, but I am not exactly sure how they are portrayed in Dragonlance. I imagine that they would be like all the other goblins in different stories, but I could be wrong, so if anyone would like to fill me on on that, I'll do it. =)
The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Dark_Master
08/26/2002 12:20 PM

OOC: Whoops.....meant to put that translation up for ya Airiana......this is it

Alas! Like gold fall the leaves in the wind, long-years numberless as the winds of trees! The long-years have passed like swift draughts of the miruvórë in lofty halls beyond the West, beneath the blue vaults of Varda wherein the stars glimmer in-the-song of her voice holy and noble....

There is more to the Lament but i couldn't fit it all in my sig box.......
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Airiana
08/26/2002 7:34 PM

OOC: lol. Thanks, Dark Master. That sounds really cool. I can see why you like it.

BTW, do you think you could help me out with this Legend thing?

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Dark_Master
08/27/2002 12:44 AM

OOC: Sure thing....e-mail me with any ideas you have so far and i'll help you out.
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Kitiara99
08/29/2002 2:57 PM

OOC: I'm back... glad I didn't miss too much! :) Undead: Since no one's answered your question yet, playing a goblin might be a good idea. They're pretty much the same in Dragonlance as in any other setting, and they're not too bright. That'll cover up any mistakes you might make. So good luck!

Airiana: Just a suggestion (I don't know if you and Dark Master have come up with anything yet.) You could set the thread prior to the Chaos War but after the War of the Lance. That way, the gods are all present, and everything is relative peaceful. Then the thread could basically go off as an alternate reality/variation on the Chaos War. Like instead of Chaos coming in and messing things up for the gods, another set of gods could be striving for power. You could say that in the years since the War of the Lance, people have quickly managed to change their legends about the creation of the world, and while they still believe in the gods, some things have become twisted and incorrect. Just an idea, I don't know if you already have something...

Poor Undead is probably SO confused...

*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Kitiara99
08/29/2002 3:17 PM

Dralli listened to the elf's words, and considered them for a moment. The Balance, and the place of the god on Krynn, was of utmost importance to her. On the other hand, the power and glory of her own god, Sargonnas, was equally important. She decided she would wait to hear was the Legend being spoken of was all about. Then she would judge how her actions could best serve her god.

**********************

Silaquendra was silent. She understood what the elf was speaking of, and she considered her role as the self-appointed representative of the dark elves. The gods, the balance, the magic.... all these things were important. But the single most important thing all dark elves know is that good must not be allowed to triumph. Good might reign for awhile, but if Krynn was to survive, neutrality and even evil must have equal standing. She thought about the Legend that Kara spoke of, and tried to remember the myths she had learned, both in Silvanesti and elsewhere, as to how Krynn came to be.

According to the lore she knew, the Highgod had imagined the world, and summoned Chaos to create lesser gods for the world. From Chaos came the gods they knew, Paladine, Takhisis, Gilean, and all the others. Reorx had shaped the world, and Gilean kept the Tobril, the record of the Highgod's plans for Krynn. The Dragons were the firstborn children of the gods, followed by elves, humans, and the ogres/irda. The elves considered themselves the chosen children, but Silaquendra knew enough of elven arrogance to doubt this statement,

Following popular legend, Paladine, Gilean, and Takhisis were all the children of Chaos, and the other gods had been either summoned or born of them. Chaos himself was now believed to be gone, leaving only his children to govern the world they had created.

Silaquendra did not know exactly which Legend Kara spoke of, but she knew all too well that many variations existed among the races of Krynn. Spreading any one, true, version could be near impossible. Silaquendra focused for a moment, and thought to herself that above all, the magic, and the balance that sustained it, must survive.

OOC: The stuff I typed up was based on Dragonlance.com's information and Dragons of Summer Flame. The appendix to Dargons of a Vanished Moon tells things a little differently, but since I assume this is prior to the Chaos War, (and I personally don't like that version much, canon though it may be) I thought I'd at least have Silaquendra refer to this. Its your call whether you want her info to be the true Legend that the races have Krynn have largely forgotten, or whether you want what she believes to be incorrect, and simply a collection of myths that have developed over the ages. If you go with the latter, we could always have the find out that the truth is the Vanished Moon version... (I have most of the books to refer to if you want). So yep, thats it, if you want I can always edit this post.


*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

UndeadDragon
08/29/2002 4:01 PM

OOC: Okay I decided to be a Draconian, since I know more about them than goblins, which i am getting confused with hobgoblins, wondering if they are the same thing, blah blah blah blah blahdey blah

BIC: A draconian whom was listening in the nearby brush came out and sniffed, which sounded odd coming from the reptilian being, at the legend. The draconian had never heard of such a legend, and was all confused over it.

He came into view of the other beings at the meeting. He looked the same as most draconians, except he was somewhat taller and was wearing a full suit of armor over his scales. He was a leader, of some sort, of a clan of draconians.

He looked around at all the creatures in the meeting. He saw the elves and sneered, nearly taking his curved swords from off his back. He despised the elves, as much as other draconians, and could care less about all the others. He was, however, in awe at the sight of the dragon. He wondered how the thing could tolerate being with such people. He came and stood next to the Silver/Red dragon.

He wondered what this group of scum were going to do, and if he would have any part in it.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Airiana
08/29/2002 8:20 PM

OOC: Kitiara, you are a lifesaver!! That works perfectly.. I hope you don't mind me just copying what you wrote.. changing a little, but not much... If you do care, I can edit this post.

BIC: Kara came as close to a smile as possible.. The Draconian representative had arrived. "Greetings." She called, in the serpentine language of the Draconians. "You have finally decided to join us?" She asked, with mock sincerity.

The Dragon glared at the Draconian. 'He thinks he is any better than the other mortals?!' she thought snorting smoke out of her nostrils.

'Draconian,' she called to him telepathically. 'I am here to obey the Gods. They have sent me to make sure that the members of the council do their job.. and don't fight amongst themselves. The Elves are Creatures of the Gods... as you are a Creature of Good Dragon eggs and evil magic.. Do not despise them, as you must work with them. Now, pay attention, the Leader.. who happens to be an elf.. is about to tell the Legend.. which you must help spread to the peoples of Krynn.. or the entire planet and the Gods will parish..' Airiana told him, effectively scaring him out of his wits (OOC: Undead, telepathy is not a common feature among any but Dragons.. for the most part. So your Draconian won't understand how someone is speaking in his head... just thought I'd tell you that...) and making him pay attention at the same time.

Kara stood up and looked at the members of the Council. "The Legend of Creation... starts like this...

"The Highgod had imagined the world, and summoned Chaos to create lesser gods for the world. From Chaos came the gods we know, Paladine, Takhisis, Gilean, and all the others. Reorx had shaped the world, and Gilean kept the Tobril, the record of the Highgod's plans for Krynn. The Dragons were the firstborn children of the gods, followed by elves, humans, and the ogres/irda.

"Paladine, Gilean, and Takhisis were all the children of Chaos, and the other gods had been born of them. Chaos himself is now gone, leaving only his children to govern the world they had created."

After telling the Legend of Creation, she paused for a moment to let the information sink in.

OOC: As soon as I can make up a story with the information that Dark Master gave me.. I'll put up the Lengend of Magic. I hope that was okay.. Anyone feel free to add or do anything with the post I made above.



~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Sir_Garion
08/30/2002 2:55 AM

Doglan Sprang to his feet warhammer in hand at the sight of the draconian"WHAT IS THAT DOING HERE!" he set himself to take apart the draconian beast."There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Kitiara99
08/30/2002 7:48 AM

OOC: No problem! Glad I could help. :)

BIC: Silaquendra nodded agreeably. The story Kara told was similar to her own beliefs, and she believed it to be the true version. She wondered what other variations had been cropping up across Krynn. She remembered a myth that had been told during her time in Silvanesti, and that, according to recent rumors, was coming to prominence throughout Krynn.

According to some, the Highgod was the ultimate god of good, a god who had created all other gods on equal standing. Thus, Chaos was not the father of the gods, but simply an equal of Takhisis, Paladine, and the others. These groups believed that Chaos had been the first to fall from the path of light, and Takhisis, Sargonnas, and the others had followed him into Darkness. Thus, the two orders of good and evil had emerged, and neutrality had claimed the gray space between. According to this myth, the Tobril outlined the glory of the Highgod, and promoted Light and Turth on Krynn. This version of events, thought increasingly popular among the self-righteous, tore apart the Balance that was Krynn's heart and soul. It proclaimed that ultimate good was the order of the universe, and neutrality was allowed to exist on the premise that it would eventually serve the purposes of light. This legend of creation had orginated during the reign of the Kingpriests, and had been slowly spreading during the years following the War of the Lance.

Silaquendra had heard this myth, but had always disregared it as the self-righteous claims of the delusioned. Balance was the order of Krynn, and for the sake of the magic, that balance must never be lost. Now, she wasn't so sure. She was startled from her reverie by Doglan's reaction to the draconian, and watched, slightly amused, to see what would happen.

******************

Dralli lay a hand quietly on her battleaxe. She had no intention of fighting unless directly threatened, she was a cleric first and foremost. But her minotaur instincts told her to remain prepared.

OOC: Silaquendra's story is basically the Vanished Moon chain of events, which I personally dislike. To me, its not what Dragonlance is all about. It works really well prior to the Chaos War as a opposing force to clerics and mages who revere order and balance, which is why I threw it in. As a sidenote, Chaos is called Ionthas, and he is eventually banished according to that story. Of course, there could always be other variations on the same thing, but I thought this would make for an interesting storyline, almost like a resurgence of the ways of Istar.*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Airiana
08/30/2002 9:17 AM

Airiana stood up as she saw the Dwarf's rage and warhammer come up. "Bestill thee, Doglan!!! As Kara has told thee, this Council is for all creatures of Krynn! Thee must hold thy tongue, rage, and warhammer aback, or face the dire consequences!" Airiana snorted flames through her nostrils and stood on guard. "If any member of this council attacks another.. the Gods have given me permission to strike dead that person, and find another representative in his place! Do thee wish to fight against me, Dwarf?"

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

UndeadDragon
08/30/2002 9:31 AM

The draconian jumped nearly 5 feet in the air when the voice came in his head. He was really confused now, but also knew now to listen to what the elf had to say, since whomever or whatever had spoken in his mind had a great power.

When he noticed the dwarf and his axe, he got out his swords snarling, taking a step towards him. He was ready for anything and could smell tension amongst others. He grinned and began to walk towards the dwarf.

Then the mighty dragon stood, nearly making the draconian fall out of surprise, and warned them. He reluctantly put his swords away and sat down. He now waited, somewhat patiently, but still kept glancing over at the dwarf.The Time is Near....No More Darkness...The Flames Scar the Night...The Fire Still Burns...My Future is Clear...A Date With The Devil...A Dance With His Mistress...My Path is Chosen....

Dark_Master
08/30/2002 11:36 AM

Nefer smiled as the Dwarf leapt from where he sat. Such tempers, it shall never change......., he spoke in turn. "I suggest that you listen to her my friends, i have it on good authority that she speaks the truth....", his eyes rose skywards, glancing at the constellation of his god.


Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Sir_Garion
09/03/2002 5:27 AM

Doglan looked at the dragon then at the draconian, He may have been brave and loved a good fight and he hated draconians but he was not crazy.

"I apoligise, my temper bested me, but i will keep an eye in that scum"he spat in the general direction of the draconian.

He slung his hammer on his back and sat down."There is only Ten of them and 2 of us, It hardly seems fair, shall i kill myself"

Sir Mandorallan, Duke of Vo Mandor

Airiana
09/03/2002 9:57 AM

Seeing the two warriors back off, Airiana slowly lied down, her huge claws crossed with her head resting on top of them. "Do not make me kill any of you.. mortals as you are, it would still be a waste of talent and life. ..Just a warning to any others who may wish to go into combat against each other..." She said, eyeing the Dwarf and Draconian suspiciously.

"Ah-HEM!" Kala cleared her throat.. and tried to settle her heart back into its proper place. The almost-fight occurence had seemed to make her heart jump into her throat and effectively scaring the living day lights out of her. "Now.. if everyone is quite finished... The Legend of Magic goes like this....

"When the Gods finished making Krynn and all its races, the forces of Good, the forces of Nuetrility, and the forces of Evil each made a new god. The forces of Good made Solinari, the forces of Neutrility made Lunitari, and the forces of Evil made Nuitari. These were the three original mages. They each created their own order.

"Solinari made the White robed mages, Lunitari made the Red robed mages, and Nuitari made the Black robed mages. But, these three mages who created the orders.. they were too powerful. Their own magic turned against them, as they did against eachother. Many battles insued and many innocents were killed. The Gods saw that they had done wrong by their new world, and destroyed the Gods of Magic.. or so they thought.

"Paladine, Gilean, and Takhisis joined forces and banished each mage, creating the three moons. This way, they gave the Gods of Magic the power to further their sects on Krynn, but could not interfere."

OOC: Okay.. I hope that was okay.. I'll post again as soon as I can..

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

[Edited by Airiana on Thursday, September 5, 2002 5:47 AM]

Dark_Master
09/03/2002 10:23 AM

OOC: Emm....Airiana....i don't know if you meant to do this but....solinari formed the white robes, and lunitari formed the red robes.
Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

Phobic_rion
09/04/2002 2:13 PM

OOC: Man, I am so sorry. I couldn't get ROM on my thing, so i couldn't write on it...can somebody e-mail me and detail me in please?? Phobic_Rion@yahoo.com. Thanks ya'll. Don't worry. As soon as I get some idea of what's going on, I'll jump right back in!! Sorry again....

*criesLife is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Airiana
09/05/2002 6:11 AM

OOC: Whoops... :D hehe.. sorry about that.. I always seem to mix up those two... anywho.. I fixed it! Can somebody help out Phobic_Rion please.. I won't be able to get back on the computer until Monday....

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Kitiara99
09/07/2002 4:22 PM

Silaquendra listened to everything that was said. All of it was in accordance with what she had learned, both as an elven child and in her adventures since. She spoke up in a soft voice that nonetheless carried to everyone gathered.

"As far as I know, the myths related are correct. If anyone here believes an alternate version is true, let them share that. From my experience on Krynn, the various races have each developed their own versions. Several cults have sprung up, and the truth has been lost. I am not clear yet as to what our mission is, but I can assure you we will face signficant opposition."

*******

Dralli heard the elf's words and grumbled a bit. The stories related were true, more or less, but her god's role had been woefully underrepresented. As the minotaurs told it, Sargas had played an important role in the world's creation. He prophesied that one day his children, the minotaurs, would rule all of Krynn. If that day was to come, it mattered little what the humans and other lesser races thought of the gods. The minotaurs would bring the truth and vengeance of their god.

OOC: Has anyone helped Phobic out yet? If not, its pretty basic: Representatives of different races have shown up, the was a near skirmish between a dwarf and draconian, and Airiana related the myths of creation and magic. If you just skim through the posts you'll get a pretty good idea of what's going on. If it would help, I can go through the posts and make a list of the characters we have so far and what races they are, clerics/mages/etc, and whatever else is needed. Just to get people caught up and make sure we're all clear on everything. If this would help, someone just let me know!*Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!* :D:D:D:D:D:D

Phobic_rion
09/08/2002 9:14 AM

Thanks man, I think I've got it now..

BIC: Cain stared over at the minataur, who seemed in a scowling mood of sorts, along with the elf...eh..the elf. Yes, the elf. But anyhow, he also looked back at airiana slightly confuzzled.

(Guess mages aren't loved as much as they used to be..) He thought to himself. He burried into his robes shyly.Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

QueshuWarrior
09/10/2002 3:56 PM

can i get in?

i wanna represent the CentaursIf your expecting a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, its a victory!

Airiana
09/11/2002 5:04 AM

OOC: sure, just read the posts above, and jump in.

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

Phobic_rion
09/13/2002 2:24 PM

I'm sorry guys, but I'm gonna have to drop out. Anyone who wants my character that i took from airiana can have him, but noone can take Cain. He's my guy, original..yeah..sorry Air..I can't keep up with a lot of thigs..Life is far to short to waste.....life every day like it was your last....
die without regrets....
don't ever let life pass you by...
It's far too precious.....

Airiana
09/17/2002 5:28 AM

That's okay.. this thread is dying anyways. And I really don't have time for this thread anymore.. not since school started. I have way too much homework to come online every day to RP.. though I wish I could *wipes a tear from her eye :'(* Well anywho, anyone who wants to take over the thread.. if anyone does at all, can certainly do so. ~~Ciao!

~~Airiana
Last of the Pink-scaled Dragons.

Black, blacker, blackest; colder beyond frozen things,
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings.

eswiftfire
03/04/2003 10:09 PM


That's okay.. this thread is dying anyways. And I really don't have time for this thread anymore.. not since school started. I have way too much homework to come online every day to RP.. though I wish I could *wipes a tear from her eye :'(* Well anywho, anyone who wants to take over the thread.. if anyone does at all, can certainly do so. ~~Ciao!


OOC: Your prayers have been answered. This thread has officially been hijacked by Thread Enders Inc."Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Benn-Salian
03/06/2003 12:09 PM

Detontrophe, the gnome, walked onto the scene. He pulled behind him a large gnomeflinger. Once the gnomeflinger was stabalized, he filled it with ogre feces and two kenders. the two kenders seemed pleasently happy to be wadding in crap because this was the first time they had done so.

PrincessOfDarkness walks over to the contraption and begins complaining about how she wanted to do all the evil things in this thread. Detontrophe lowered his head and handed the rip cord to the annoying demon child.

He then scampered away, since he did not want to talk to her again. When she pulled the rip cord a large explosion occured. When the dust settled, the PrincessOfDarkness was covered in caca and had both the kenders tugging at her leg.

"If you want something broken, give it to a gnome!" detontrophe declared before he ran away."We have clearly reached the point where only rampant and unchecked stabbing can save us. And my first act as self-appointed stabmaster is to slay my comrades" - Black Mage, 8-bit Theatre

signed:
Suggester of Illusion
Benn-Salian

eswiftfire
03/09/2003 12:58 PM

Eliar appeared beside the blazing fire in an impressive

POOF!
A few people who were gathered around the fireplace jumped up from their seats, some shrieked in surprise, some reached for their weapons, some shouted curses, some muttered their prayers, some began chanting words of magic.

"Hello, my dears." Eliar said, smirking. He tried to study the faces of those people, and realized that a couple of them were familiar. Then, he saw Dentontrophe running around in the distant. He's here earlier than I thought.

"Who are you?" Kara stood up slowly and frowned at the spiky-haired youth. "IDENTIFY YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY!"

"Eliar Swiftfire." He merely answered, the smirk remained on his face.

"You... you're not a creature of Krynn... you're... you're different..." A blind old lady, the representative of shamans said quietly, looking at him with sightless eyes.

"Nope, I'm not. I'm an alien."

"You! You're NOT invited here!" A minotaur roared, raising his axe threateningly.

Eliar shrugged. "I know, but I must be here. After all, I AM the person you people are talking about anyway."

THAT elicited a couple of surprised gasps from the crowd. Eliar returned his attention to Kala.

"Well, woman, at the beginning of the meeting, you said something about unknown forces are going against you all, here. And that other gods you do not know plan to destroy the entire world and in its place, create their own. That's sort of wrong." He wagged his fingers at Kara. "There's only ONE person who is against you all, right now, and while I do plan to destroy the entire world, I don't plan to create my own... er, what else... oh, I may have powers that rival, or even surpass a GOD's, but I'm DEFINITELY not a god."

"Madness!" A woman with butterfly wings muttered. A couple of those around her yelled their agreement.

"Haha." Eliar deadpanned. "Shut the hell up, you all. I'm in a bad mood today."

"Get this loony out of here! Before I CHOP HIM INTO PIECES!" A dwarf growled and charged at the mage.

Eliar shook his head. "So uncivilized." He snapped his fingers, and the dwarf's head exploded. More people screamed. Eliar looked bored.

"Oh, your gods have abandon you people." Eliar said to the clerics. "And no, don't give me this 'all we have is each other' crap. I am going to destroy this world right now, so I suggest you people be nice, and step into the portal right now. It'll transport you to... well somewhere nice, I guess. Alternative versions of the planet you people know so well."

"Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

eswiftfire
03/09/2003 1:12 PM

A large portal came into form twenty feet from the gathered tribes.

"Leave. Now." Eliar said. "Or you'll end up like the dwarf."

"Est sularus oth mithas! I'll rather die than to give in!!!" A solamnic knight said in a totally heroic manner. SPLAT! His head exploded in a totally unheroic manner. SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! The winged woman whose name sounded a little like Eliar's followed, and then, the kenders, and some cross-eyed barbarian representative, a pink-robes wearing poet etc etc.

"Jeez, you people are so damned stubborn." Eliar twisted his face in disgust. "And if the Legend about the creation of your world weren't so boring, I wouldn't be acting like the bad guy here... but come to think of it, I AM the bad guy here. No, wait, I'm an anti-hero, yup."

While he was busy mumbling to himself, almost every one of the tribes' representatives have already dove into the portal in record-setting speed.

"Hmm... I MIGHT have opened the wrong portal... could they be going to... nah, it couldn't be... hmm.. they might... nah, it can't be..." Eliar shook his head as he saw the portal starting to fade away. "Damn, I forgot... where the heck did I send them?"

Shrugging to himself, Eliar waved to Denton. "Hey, you! Get over here!""Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Benn-Salian
03/10/2003 6:15 AM

Detontrophe was examining the portal that stood off to the side of the room. "Sure it's big, but where are the pulleys and gears?" he asked himself.

Shrugging to himself, Eliar waved to Deton. "Hey, you! Get over here!"

The gnome, realizing he had been summoned ran over to the alien mage. "Hello, I am glad to see you," Detontroph began ranting, "I have taken care of ouir "princess problem" and it only cost me one gnomeflinger. Pretty good deal, you think?"

The gnome began to scratch his head, thinking about what it was he had to say next. "Oh, that's right, I wanted to tell you that your portal over there has been improved. Not only does it send these guys to the Abyss, it turns them into small gully dwarves and kender so that more of them will fit in there."

Just as Detontrophe was going to demonstrate how well it worked, several gully dwaves and kender walked out the back end of the portal. "Maybe I forgot how to send them to the Abyss, with all the modifications and all."

Trying to rectify his folly, Detontrophe prooceeded with attacking the first kender in his sight and applying the sharpshooter (damn good wrestling manuever) on the little whelp."We have clearly reached the point where only rampant and unchecked stabbing can save us. And my first act as self-appointed stabmaster is to slay my comrades" - Black Mage, 8-bit Theatre

signed:
Suggester of Illusion
Benn-Salian

eswiftfire
03/10/2003 10:52 AM


Trying to rectify his folly, Detontrophe prooceeded with attacking the first kender in his sight and applying the sharpshooter (damn good wrestling manuever) on the little whelp.


Eliar looked at the gnome for a while, stone-faced. Then, he sighed. "I knew it. I was planning to open a portal to Middle-Earth. Oh well... so, trainee, let me ask you a question, how you answer it will be evaluated by me and the others of Thread Enders Inc. Er... what's the question... oh yes, after you get rid of these irritating buggers, how do you plan to blow up this planet?"

"Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Benn-Salian
03/10/2003 11:06 AM

After applying the Dragon Sleeper on the last gully dwarf, Detontrophe casually walked over to Eliar.

"Blow Up the planet?!?! I'm a gnome, I don't know how to blow things up," he replied astonished at the question.

The after a few seconds of thoughtful thought (tee hee) Detontrophe rummaged his hands through his pouches. His pouches, desiged from a kender's, held within it many of the tinkered mechanisms that the gome prided himself on. it was one of these that he was looking for now. Before he was able to find what it was he was looking for, something happened to the gnome that he, nor anyone else, could explain. The gnome's pocket blew up everything in existance that resided withi the thread."We have clearly reached the point where only rampant and unchecked stabbing can save us. And my first act as self-appointed stabmaster is to slay my comrades" - Black Mage, 8-bit Theatre

signed:
Suggester of Illusion
Benn-Salian

eswiftfire
03/10/2003 11:18 AM


After applying the Dragon Sleeper on the last gully dwarf, Detontrophe casually walked over to Eliar.

"Blow Up the planet?!?! I'm a gnome, I don't know how to blow things up," he replied astonished at the question.

The after a few seconds of thoughtful thought (tee hee) Detontrophe rummaged his hands through his pouches. His pouches, desiged from a kender's, held within it many of the tinkered mechanisms that the gome prided himself on. it was one of these that he was looking for now. Before he was able to find what it was he was looking for, something happened to the gnome that he, nor anyone else, could explain. The gnome's pocket blew up everything in existance that resided withi the thread.


Eliar looked around. "Oh well, mission accomplished, gnome. Two more threads and you'll be officially a member. Wait for my call. Mwa ha. I still gotta hijack a few more thread."

And the world rejoices.

The End "Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

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