FallenSwordIRC

The staff of fallenswordIRC are a varied bunch, some of us have been here right from the start, some of us are fairly new and still figuring things out.  By the same token, not all of our staff are ubergeeks, our admins are players of the game, and often a deep understanding of the game is more important than technical know-how.

ZidaneT

ZidaneT was born naked and helpless many years ago, despite these obstacles he managed to grow into the Network Administrator of fallenswordirc.com. He spends most of his time helping out nubcakes and continually cursing at them when they fail to read the help files he spent so long writing.

You can email ZidaneT at support@fallenswordirc.com if you have any comments (or even complaints!) about FallenSwordIRC.com

Zukira

Lore regarding the origins of Zukira tend to be quite prone to contradiction. Some claim she is a cat, others that she is the embodiment of The Great Old one, Cthulhu. While still other sources will claim that she is either a vampire or descended from dragons. The truth, we must assume, lies somewhere within all of this and is perhaps even the sum of the conjecture. She enjoys dining upon souls, and harvesting fresh worshipers.

Zukira bides, quiet and unheard until roused. Be she Dragon, Vampire, Cat or Cthulhu it is never wise to wake a creature such as she.

PonyT

An entity so epic and full of win, he is said to have been formed from a peice of ZidaneT himself. He can normally be found snuffling around the server seeking out yummy sugar cubes or apples, or sometimes being snuggled by a pretty puppet. Don’t tug his tail though, we still haven’t found all of the pieces of the last person to do so. The last we heard of them was in the news, something about a road cone and lots of screaming circus midgets and an elephant. But we wont go there. On his spare time he likes to help out new players so if you have any questions about the game he might be just the pony to look for.

BionicBovine

Our Militant Cow. She trained for many years in a far off monastery atop a Tibetan mountain. During her many years of study, her reactions were honed to perfection. For a while she led a small group of commandos as part of a bovine uprising. She now lives on a diet of only the purest green grass and fresh water from a stream behind the server, her body is a temple. As she has reached a state of purity, she no longer tolerates mortal embellishments of text, such as colours, bolds and repeating. She has reached her moment of Zen purity through meditation. She is at one with her self, She is BionicBovine. Fear the bovine.