THE+STATIONMASTER

HERE IS SOME INFORMATION ABOUT THE STATIONMASTER

In a wizard's practice, he or she will often run across creatures who defy description or analysis. It's something you come to expect; for what use is a universe where you can see everything coming, or figure it out right away when it arrives? The mystical, the deadly, the peculiar, the bizarre: it's all here, if you can cope. And if anyone can... //wizards// can cope.


 * The Stationmaster:** He has run the Crossings Exocontinual Worldgating Facility on Rirhath B, the intergalactic equivalent of Grand Central Station, for over two hundred Earth years. He is expert in the details of how to walk through a doorway on your own planet and out a doorway thousands of miles away on your own world, or one on a world hundreds or thousands of lightyears distant. It doesn't bother //him// if you think he looks like a giant purple centipede. He doesn't think much of //your// looks, either. Not that he'd ever waste his time saying as much to your face: he's much too busy. The Stationmaster sees beings of a thousand species a day, and to him Earth is just an annoying little planet with a much higher worldgate quotient than it deserves. He's seen wizards come, and go...and he likes them best when they go, especially the ones from Earth. The Crossings has been trashed by Earth-based wizards before. If you're planning to cross his path, it might be smart to sew some other planet's flag on your backpack...

...And this is only a beginning...for there are so many more stories lying in wait, told already or about to be. Tales of humans and other creatures, good and evil: friends and enemies, the normal and the unexpected: the world and the Worlds, inextricably intertwined, and wizardry running through them all, in the hands of old wizards -- and most importantly, of young ones: for young wizards are the most powerful. Welcome to our worlds: and //well met on the journey!//

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