The Participants...

The Dwarph, Axe-wielding, at times; mostly bearded; usually rowdy and eventually, drunken.

The Big L, sometime smiter of all things heretical, misusers and abusers of magical and spiritual power, and bringer of the manly quiche.

Sohrdhan, sometimes thought to be the god of pain, which is probably why she's here. Also keeper of the tally.

Azrhael, who is secretly God, but we don't talk about that.

The Balhanhce, a philosopher with biological pretentions. One could but suppose he's here to keep the balance, but his credentials are dubious.

Cathed, classicist extraordinaire, connoisseur of MarySues and probably too fond of Stardust.

Luhcah, who is ninja, really.

The Wahtcher, who watches. Who knows what secret thoughts lurk beneath her quiet surface?

The Anthrohpolohgist, endlessly verbose and displeased about her nickname and convinced that everyone will soon find out who she is.

Lady Miriam, the Blessed Right Hand of Bast, who is lovely and not at all scary.

Alhmost Jehsus, who probably isn't, but close enough. The festive season is nigh and we're trying to rake in the ratings.

The Chrhoniclher, who is recording these events for your reading pleasure.