Before anything further is decided, I plan on fixing the drifting world shards. If any of you care to assist me in this effort, please let me know.

It is ever the same. Hedra has told me of the ruin brought about by at least one god of the 'First' Age, and I saw for myself how petty infighting and insatiable self interest brought about the end of the Second. As for this one, I could scarcely believe my own son's account, but now... Whether I li...

Ah, yes. I remember that event. I believe I advised against it.

An interesting tale, dragon. You did look through the smaller end, I take it? But unless there is more to the story, I do not see a reason to draw the conclusion that only my prophet may use it (as I recall, it was Cullep who lead the expedition, though the device was mounted and crew served), but r...

No condescension was intended, Brid. And I did think... to tell you that I was aware of your efforts. However, the reason I am congnizant of Mox's move into the Mists has to do with the fact that I have... experience there. This experience lead me to cast my eye towards a disturbance as I passed int...

Some say the world will end in fire; Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To know that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. *cracking knuckles* This world verges on destruction...

I am more than prepared to fight the God of Smiths. In my urge to blast Simjen's body with mutagens there is the need to deny the dwarves a god. With him gone, I will harvest the short species and use their flesh for my utopia. But are we so different, Nor? We both seek to change, making Eiran bett...

I apologize for the length of my entry. I figured it was best to break it up in to parts. You may notice, if your eyes don't glaze over first, that it doesn't fit the guidelines for the contest. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that myself until I was about halfway through it. And by then I was "...

Part IV : Conclusion There were dwarrows as far as the eye could see. Considering Dante stood several feet over all but the other giants attending, that was a considerable distance. Here and there, banners snapped in the fierce wind. The delegates of the kingdoms and peoples which they represented s...

Part III : The Years Between As Dante grew in size, his uncle determined it was safe to allow him to begin studying the arts of war. At first, Dante was elated. The excitement wore off, however, when he learned that the training would be daily and in addition to his lessons with Damnameneus. Regardl...

Part II : Anduria On one hand, Dante missed the comforting halls of Maggido, but on the other, it was great to be out in the open air. The sky was clear as the airship descended towards the airstrip outside of Martovan, and as they got below the tree line, it started to feel like the early summer da...

The Tale of Dante Simjenson Part I : The Early Years The young boy chose to stay in the Hall a few moments longer. The Presence was especially strong today. Dante knew he would receive a lecture from Acmon on the value of punctuality, but he figured it was worth it, even with the extra work that cam...

*cough* Ix-nay on the ain-stray *cough, glances at Hedra with his eyes*

Perhaps we should move to the back room, Brother. I'd tell you the rest of the little ditty from where I got my signature from, but I'm afraid it might offend the delicate sensibilities of the lady folk.

No need, friend. I've just brought enough of Maggido's finest ale to last us through the next age.

*takes a closer look at his compatriots*

Make that halfway through. Guess we'll have send one of the pups for a run later.

A meteor falls from the sky, and a dwarrow, discovering it, offers it to Ferax. Your Prophet, looking at the meteor, is inspired; picking up Mjaellar, he carries the meteor to the forge, and there he begins to toil. With precious metals and the meteor's heart he creates an alloy of sparkling beauty...

I'm back now.

I think that's "Kahless."

I'm down with registration.

Entry done. Watch time is 3 minutes behind mine, btw.

Not long ago, on the southernmost hills of Magoddar, a certain species of plant began to creep into the dwarrow fields. The dwarrow considered this a particularly pernicious growth, as it supplanted valuable arable soil. It proved quite difficult to eradicate, and even the most voracious insects wou...