Mithril Dagger Hero from the far future of an alternate Ansalia, Warp has the power to create glowing blue portals through space and time. He is officially a demigod of Ataniel, though he is mortal.
--from the Chronicles of the Sunfighter
Mithril Dagger hero from a strange, futuristic dimension of which little is known, he apparantly sacrificed his life to banish Forix from Dalencia forever. In fact, he sent himself into a transdimensional limbo to hold the two halves of Ataniel apart. He was brought back by the Sewer Tour who collected the blue stones that were parts of him and led them to the City on the Edge of Forever. He has since returned to his own time. Kimberly, owner of the Mithril Dagger Inn, is his granddaughter by way of fellow Dagger Hero Merwyn.
--Who's Who V1
Warrior Kings of Ataniel
Wastes, the
The Cebies Desert, largest desert of Ataniel, located in Western Diaria. (Click here for a map.)
--from the Reference Almanac of Ataniel, 813
The Wastes, aka the Cebies Desert, is a large desert that covers the southeastern portion of Western Diaria. The weather there is very unpredictable and many wild animals live there. The area's most famous inhabitants are the Diarshi nomads, a sub-culture of Diarians who have lived in the desert for centuries.
Perky motivational speaker who accompanied the New Mithril Dagger Heroes on their epic quest. Also Signets sometimes-girlfriend. Her real name is Iona.
--Who's Who V2
You know, this woman makes a lot of sense. She probably ought to lose the mask, though.
--Praxis
Weasel
Rimbor City torturer in the employ of John Tucson.
I should have killed that Cynystran feeb a long time ago.
--Shilree
No one deserves to be manhandled by the Ti'Ar'Na (please don't offer exceptions to this rule to me). On the other hand, there's never been any doubt in Trade that Wemble was a real twit. Conventional Wisdom is that Eric assigned him as ambassador just to get rid of the guy.
--Praxis
Web, the
A group of powerful criminals operating out of Edimon, known to include Algol Demonstar, the Ti'Ar'Na, Edyric, Arcraver, Lotus and Celimnice. The Web worked for Tres, though most of them did not know that.
--Who's Who V1
White Pirate, the
This self-righteous, time-travelling prick abducted me to a pissy future for Wyvern. His logic was something like "All pirates should be destroyed by me, because they're destructive." He apparently wasn't bright enough to see the circularity in that. And his boat was ugly.
--Threnody
Wild Pack, the
Will Ender
Eaten by a space dragon.
--Hillary Sturoster, filing clerk of Annwyn
Winnon
Wirrin
Woobie
Jacks stuffed carbon atom from when he was a young equation.
--Who's Who V2
Wyndar
Graceful capital city of the fallen Dalencian state by the same name, located on the shores of the Northsea in what are now the Northlands. (Click here for a map.)
Wyvern is an evil psychologist from the planet of space dragons. His conversations with us have left us all much more disturbed and less certain of ourselves, though some of us may show it more than others. He is currently contained in an extradimensional prison, where he was consigned by Khyrisse back when she was still a goddess.
--Who's Who V2
Okay, first of all, give the guy his due: he's scary as shit. He does a real good job of that. Now, that said, I have some really amusing memories of him. Like diving through the closed window of his skyscraper into a passing hovercraft. That was too fucking cool. And the time that dainty little Khyrisse--in her goddess-in-training phase, this wouldn't have worked when she was a stone bug--picked him up by the shirt front. Ahaha! Hey, he's amused by us. We might as well be amused by him.
--Threnody
Actually, if you can get him too bored to bother picking apart your psyche, he's a rather charming
conversational companion. Trouble is, getting him to the bored stage takes you nearly two hours. Not many
people are in any condition to appreciate it by that point...
--Khyrisse
Oh, Threnody wasn't immune to his, uh, charms. She was just disproportionately entertained by her ability to talk back to him now and then. I always got the feeling he was, too, but I'm no psychiatrist.
Wally
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