Hi, I'm <insert name here - feel free to call yourself anything you'd like except anything we can't publish!> from <insert where you are from - but not too specific!> and I play Galon, the complicated cavalier.

I see many warriors before me, and many will die this day, and to be honest with you... that's really something we should have considered long ago because... it really is a significant waste of life!

Don't get me wrong, it is a necessary waste, for when diplomacy fails, war is ever ready! And, again - in all honesty, diplomacy always fails because we keep sending old battle-hardened warriors to do it. And when you're a hammer... the whole world looks like a nail... you know what I mean? Lots of hammers.

So, warriors, you do look all shiny in your armour... which we washed off from the last time we did this... and you look pretty annoyed with something, so you might as well direct it at those warriors over there.

Oh look, they've got someone doing a speech too!"

Hi, I'm <insert name here - feel free to call yourself anything you'd like except anything we can't publish!> from <insert where you are from - but not too specific!> and I play Lady Hendron of the Deep Waters.

Well, well, well... what do we have here? So little you are, in stature of course, in capacity as well, I would imagine. Certainly in mental acuity, or otherwise you would not have dragged your incomplete... essence anywhere near the vicinity of my glowing magnificence.

And now we have a problem because you, as far beneath me as you are, and it is quite a long way, you are here. In my domain, smelling as though death found you days ago. Looking similar.

What must we do with you? Oh, don't bother raising those weapons, although I do appreciate the comedy of you trying to answer the question for me.

No, I will not waste my blood removing yours."

Hi, I'm <insert name here - feel free to call yourself anything you'd like except anything we can't publish!> from <insert where you are from - but not too specific!> and I play Borroth, the mouseling wrestler.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I know you think you've seen it all, but today I am here to show you what it takes to be a hero! Look away from the bulbous muscles of Tarantulon the many limbed, ignore the impressive thighs of Sallorin the constrictor, don't even bother with the horrid tag team of Gastro and Vindaloo - no, instead raise your eyes... actually, lower them... I'm down here.

Yep, there we go! Before you now, it is I, Borroth, the mouseling wrestler from Garradoon and I am here to ROCK YOUR WORLD!"

Hi, I'm <insert name here - feel free to call yourself anything you'd like except anything we can't publish!> from <insert where you are from - but not too specific!> and I play a page from The Book of Secrets - Shhhh!.

Page 37.
Your secret is simple,
No surprise or concern,
It's about your people,
of them you shall learn.

From the past, they wander,
bound by time, bound by space,
in absence, hearts grow fonder,
but they long for a place.

A haven, a body
a warm hearth for their souls,
all hidden... this "god" he,
wants their tale left untold.

Alas, he you must find
this being you will seek
and he reaches for you
to conjure a world most bleak