MP: Chronicles_EA: Second-pass Signup and Discussion

[Wrana]

Phobia? What phobia? We just need to breathe and eat freely!

[Tifone]

... soooo when do we start? (*sneaky bump*)

[Zeldor]

I know I'm not Jotunheim, but I just couldn't resist:

[Somewhere behind the border of the known world you may hear the drumming and the heavy steps of the giants. They are born out of the primeval forces of nature and descend from the time when not even the gods were born. Their brutal power is only surpassed by their wisdom, since the old age of the giants have made them see what neither gods nor men ever will.]

Jotunheim, Call the Giants
of Chaos, all the wolves of
Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard!
Call of Jotunheim!

Beware the Giants, the Thurizas,
beyond the border of everything.

In Utgard the ancient live
and they bear old memories
You can hear them cry beyond Eli waves.
Angerboda, call her name in the dark.
Hail!

Jotunheim, Call the Giants
of Chaos, all the wolves of
Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard!
Call of Jotunheim!

Listen to Mimer, come to his well,
you watch the water of memory.

If you listen to the Old,
they will take you to the past.
you may hear
Manegarm howl again.
Angerboda, watch her
call on the wolves.
Hail!

Thursar! Jotunheimr!
Resar! Jotunheimr!
Jotnar! Jotunheimr!

[solmyr]

Originally Posted by Zeldor

I know I'm not Jotunheim, but I just couldn't resist:

[Somewhere behind the border of the known world you may hear the drumming and the heavy steps of the giants. They are born out of the primeval forces of nature and descend from the time when not even the gods were born. Their brutal power is only surpassed by their wisdom, since the old age of the giants have made them see what neither gods nor men ever will.]

Jotunheim, Call the Giants
of Chaos, all the wolves of
Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard!
Call of Jotunheim!

Beware the Giants, the Thurizas,
beyond the border of everything.

In Utgard the ancient live
and they bear old memories
You can hear them cry beyond Eli waves.
Angerboda, call her name in the dark.
Hail!

Jotunheim, Call the Giants
of Chaos, all the wolves of
Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard!
Call of Jotunheim!

Listen to Mimer, come to his well,
you watch the water of memory.

If you listen to the Old,
they will take you to the past.
you may hear
Manegarm howl again.
Angerboda, watch her
call on the wolves.
Hail!

Thursar! Jotunheimr!
Resar! Jotunheimr!
Jotnar! Jotunheimr!

Wooo! This is beautiful! Thank you Zeldor for the masterpiece. I can surely get some inspiration from it.

[Soyweiser]

Originally Posted by solmyr

Wooo! This is beautiful! Thank you Zeldor for the masterpiece. I can surely get some inspiration from it.

It is a song by the band Therion.

[MaxWilson]

Originally Posted by Zeldor

Jotunheim, Call the Giants
of Chaos, all the wolves of
Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard!
Call of Jotunheim!

Beware the Giants, the Thurizas,
beyond the border of everything.

*snip*

Thursar! Jotunheimr!
Resar! Jotunheimr!
Jotnar! Jotunheimr!

I couldn't help thinking that this reminded me of Karsa Orlong, from House of Chains.

-Max

[RadioGibbon]

If theirs still space I'd like to join this game as Arcosephale.

[Lokean]

Added the recent requests to the first post. I'm thinking this game probably shouldn't be started until after Christmas, since that tends to be a busy time for a lot of westerners.

[Zeldor]

Yep.

[Baalz]

Axes swing, trees drop, and the billowing clouds of smoke announce The Great Forges of Ulm are fed once again. Every manner of scampering vile creature peer from the shadows, half men corrupt the souls of the innocent, and righteous men fear to sleep for the demons that flit to their dreams. The Cleansing has been proclaimed and all true men are called by Mama Gaga the Rising Star of the Morning to condemn sorcery in all its dark forms. Suffer no witches to live, and send demonfriends to meet their masters. The perversion of the walking dead will be laid to rest, and the foul abominations which resulted from man lying with beast shall be purified. Heresy in all forms must be destroyed, we fight for the very soul of mankind.

Mama Gaga promises purity for all men. The Black Order has been reformed and the most formidable military force of mankind assembles. Faith in purity. Faith in man. Faith in steel.

Billowing smoke announces the Great Forges of Ulm are fed and all the strength of pure men gathers behind impregnable pure black steel. Prepare for the end half men and all things oblique, the age of man has come and there is no place in this new world for you.