The Memoirs of Ender Wiggin

Well, first of all I don't know where to begin, so let me start by saying that I am not a very good writer. I never have been, and probably never will be. However, I got a nice little message from my friend Lanfir asking me to write a story for the history of Dragonmount she is composing, so here is mine. I am not a bard, nor am I talented, but I do like to have fun and I try to express that through my characters.

I joined Dragonmount when Phoenix first started advertising it on WoT.com. Back then, Dragonmount was nothing but a gleam in its Creator's eye. He posted a few messages about his site, and eventually I went to check it out. It looked interesting, and I decided to join. Since I was using Ender Wiggin as a name on other boards, I decided to simply keep the name when I went to sign up. I knew full well the name did not mesh into the WoT timeline, but since I never really cared about fitting in, I figured why not. Not knowing how the set-up would begin, I thought I could create a character that was simultaneously a member of different organizations. I tried to become a member of the Black Tower, Aiel, and Younglings at the same time. However, after signing up for the Black Tower, I discovered you could only join one at a time (or at least per character). What can I say, this was my very first role-play so I very new to it. Once I joined, I had no idea what to do. I was a member of the Black Tower, but I didn't know what to do. Some were busy posting and establishing their characters. I had no idea what to post, and also not knowing anyone (I never really posted on WoT.com either) I was very quite. That all changed when I received an email from Phoenix.

Phoenix was a little disappointed (I believe he was at least) that none of the Black Tower members were going insane. They were all building up their characters, and establishing themselves in the site. Naturally they didn't want to kill off all of their hard-earned work. Since I figured that I had nothing to lose, I emailed him back and volunteered to go insane. Over the next month or two, I started slowly going insane on both Dragonmount and WoT.com. I started hearing voices and talking/muttering to myself. I was paranoid and remembering memories that I could not have witnessed. That was slowly building, and then one day over the American Thanksgiving holiday (I remember it was the Sunday night after it) I decided, well, I've had enough. Let's do it….

Going onto the Main community board of Dragonmount, I proceeded to go insane. I started off by attempting to weave a shield around Lanfir (one of the few names I knew at the time), I shot fireballs at Nomad and at Taim (two members of the Black Tower including its leader) and finally began weaves to strike at Phoenix. I knew that by attacking the high members of Dragonmount, I would get a response, and a response I got. Others tried to pretend they were me and write a post under my name saying I was attacking myself, so I would respond to it, and make myself seem even more insane. Whatever they tried to get me to do, I would spin it around, making myself seem even more insane then what they tried to spam me into doing.

This was before most at Dragonmount had gotten ICQ or AIM or any other of the chat programs. In fact, at this point I had never even heard of them. The result of this was a mass confusion about what was to happen. Was Ender to die, was he to be saved? Was he to stay mad, or even something else? I was expecting my character to die, but not knowing how to communicate with anyone, (I didn't know anyone's email addresses or contact information) I wasn't able to tell them. A group of Aes Sedai and Black Tower members attempted a cure of the Taint madness. Unable to solve it (as was to be expected) they came upon a postponement instead. The "cure" would heal me for the time being, but eventually the Taint would come to claim me again. I know, I know. I felt the same way when reading it, and so did a lot of people. It was unbelievable, but Dragonmount was young and the role-playing there was not as strict. We tried to keep it within reason, and this was one of those cases where it was pushed to the limit. I guess it wasn't too surprising that some of the people I have been friends with at Dragonmount, were involved in this role-play. In particular I got to know Francesca, Narell, Therva and Lanfir. Francesca and Narell were both members of the Red Ajah (Francesca as the Head), Therva the head of the Yellows, and Lanfir the head of the Greens.

I finally got ICQ and proceeded to start chatting with fellow members of Dragonmount. In my first group chat I started talking with Narell and Therva. In fact they had a little dance in it, and they were the only two I danced with there. I guess it's only fitting they I would end up bonded to each of them at different times, and in the order I danced with them. I started chatting with Narell the most after that. In addition to WoT, we both also have an incredible love of Star Trek. We both started chatting and quickly became friends. In fact, we were quite fond of getting into trouble with each other.

The first time came because we were both bored one day. She asked me what she should write as a post and I said "I don't know, sing a song, do a dance." She told me that she wouldn't sing or dance, at least not sober. I said something to the fact of "okay" or something like that, and I decided to make that come true. I started off by writing a post where I brought a wagon full of Two Rivers brandy to thank the sisters for "healing" me earlier. Narell, being a Red sister, was untrusting of the Black Tower soldier bringing a gift of brandy to the Tower and naturally suspected that it was poisoned. So, to prove that it wasn't, I opened up one of the barrels and took a drink. She naturally took one too, just to make sure it wasn't poisoned. And we proceeded to go through every barrel I brought. Naturally other sisters joined in, and pretty soon, there was a nice small party with many members of the White Tower and myself just getting drunk in front of the White Tower. Narell, keeping her word, started dancing and singing a song about "There once was a fisherman's daughter, whose hips flowed like the water…" It was interesting seeing how many members of Dragonmount would come out to drink with us. It was no surprise that Lanfir joined us. Sorry hun, but it wasn't. ;-)

The next major development in my character came right after the drinking incident. Ender stumbled back to a room at the local inn, to sleep the drink off. He entered the room, fell on the bed, and then was surprised by someone seeking to cause trouble. They used compulsion on me, and then opened a Gateway to the White Tower. I entered and immediately attacked Francesca and then bonded Narell as my warder against her will. Once the bond was complete the compulsion wore off and I was a male channeler alone in the White Tower, with the two Red Ajah sisters of the time in the same room. One bonded to me, the other I attacked. Had I realized earlier, that Francesca wouldn't have minded if I bonded her, I would have bonded her too. Not knowing this, I didn't want to overstep my limits. Narell and myself decided that I should bond her against her will for character development. Well, she wanted character development, I came up with bonding her against her will and the compulsion to explain why I would actually do it. Wanting to write the scene right away, and not wanting to wait to see if a member of the Shadow org would do it, I wrote the scene in a similar fashion as the killing of Asmodean. In order words, I did not say if it was a man or woman who did it, why they did it, or even lay any hints about whom it was. And any time anyone asked me who it was I would only respond by saying "The clues are all there!!!"

Well, naturally the Tower wasn't exactly too pleased, that I had bonded a Sister against her will. I was placed in a "cell" of sorts and confined there until my trial or hearing. Unfortunately as Kathana has said, I am far too patient, and because of that, I was in that cell for over two months. I was able to post things about spinning in circles, bouncing a ball off of the walls, and reading books. I also made a post or two about being really, really bored. That changed when the Tower was attacked. I agreed to help in the Tower defense, angering the Black Tower by not fighting on their side. In that fight Narell was stilled, and I lost an eye. After being healed by the lovely Therva Sedai, though still without the eye, I was quickly back up and running. However, apparently they had forgotten about a deal between them where if I helped them, I could be released, because I was still a prisoner after the fight.

It was during this time, that I made a comment that quickly changed Dragonmount forever. In fact, I am still known because of this by some people. When I met Skechid at a different site, he knew of me right away from this episode. I was talking with Kathana and we were discussing my fate in the Tower. During this chat I made the comment:

"However, if you want the Reds to be feeding me grapes, and treating me like a king, I have no problem with it. *winks* (You can even tell them I said that *laughs*)"

I was expecting the Reds to make fun of me, or Francesca to chew me out, or something to that effect. In other words, I thought the Reds would make me pay. Little did I know, how it would turn out. Kathana was infamous for some of her silly stories and in one of them, she wrote:

>"There you are! Where are the Reds?" The Amyrlin demanded.

>to the Amyrlin. "Um...Well, I don't think they are going to come. I.... um.... accidentally walked in on them and...."

>"Spit it out!"

>"Well Francesca and Narell were both wearing these filmy dresses and they were feeding Ender grapes." she finished blushing.

> "Oh." Kathana thought for a moment. "That explains a lot."

And that started it. My reputation was born. I was a Saidin-wielding channeler, who had Sisters of the Red feeding me grapes. It's good to be me. From that moment however, I became the joke in many silly stories, not that I minded of course. All I asked for was a cameo in the sillies, and most were willing to oblige. I thought they were fun, and I loved being in them. Some were very creative, some were tiresome and repetitive.

Eventually, I was released from my cell, and returned to the Black Tower. I didn't really know what to do though. I seriously doubted that I would have ever been raised to Asha'man. I might have, but who knows. It was at this time, however that Phoenix decided to unveil the new look of Dragonmount, and to celebrate there was a Breaking. And what Breaking would be complete without a power-wielding madman. He asked me to participate, and I gladly accepted. Narell and myself decided to kill off our characters, and create new ones at this time. We wrote a beautiful death scene and it still brings a tear to my eye when I read it. I'm very glad I saved it.

Well, now it was time for me to create a new character. I was thinking about creating a whole new one, but I liked Ender. But Ender was dead. So, Narell and myself decided to create a "new" character for ourselves. We decided to both be Hunters for the Horn, since we still wanted our characters to be linked somehow. Since neither of us were going to be a channeler, we couldn't be bonded, therefore we came up with a new idea. We decided to be from a Portal World. We were traveling with an Aes Sedai who was injured and then died while using the Travel Stones. Thus, when she died, when fell out of the Travel in between worlds. Thus we are trapped in this world, unable to get back.

I joined Dragonmount, this time as a warder. I meant to pick no org, but I mistakenly picked warders. So now, I'm a warder. I kept that to myself though. I just didn't know whom I wanted to be bonded to at the moment, and I just didn't want to deal with lots of people at the moment. I was hoping to be bonded to Therva, in fact I wanted to be bonded with her for a long time. I remember once thinking all the good ones were already bonded after talking with her. Well one day, I saw her online, and she asked me to be her warder. Of course, I accepted right away. What could a guy say?? A pretty girl asks him to protect her? How could I possibly say no? ;-)

While looking at the Warder boards, I saw that no one was really approving the lessons that the Wards or GiT's were writing. Some would still days or weeks before someone would say something. So I decided to act upon that. I started reading all of the posts, and approving them or tell them if they needed more work. I wasn't too strict, and it's not like I had some sort of magic system I was using. If the posts were creative they were approved. If they were simply copy and pasted then I told them to work more on it. From that, I quickly rose in the ranks in the warder org. I wasn't in charge, and I don't claim to want it.

Well, I guess that's decent place to end it. I have made a lot of close friends at the site, and I wouldn't trade those memories for anything. There are some friends I've made here that I want to keep the rest of my life. They are that close and that important to me. Thank you for reading this far and I must say I am very impressed you made it this far. I told you I wasn't a very good writer. J

I guess I could have said more about what happened to me in the Warder org, what happened to Therva, what happened to my character; but frankly I don't like it when movies tell you what happened to the characters 25 years after the movie. I've always enjoyed the imagination of what might have happened. Did Ender ever becone the Gaidin Head? Did Ender quit the Warders and join circus? Some things are better left unknown, and only known to the person imagining it. I just hope you have my character turn out all right in the end. . .