I don't suppose you heard of me? If not...thats...err...fine. *begins dying inside*   Anyway, this humble bard, storyteller, violinist, historian, ward of an orphanage and overall handsome genius of a man. Will attempted to catalogue all my accumulated knowledge about this strange and wonderful world that I inhabit. From the politics and nations which while entertaining are a pain in the ass to rap ones head around, to the religions and customes of various peoples, as well as further beyond.   So as my former tutor and previous ward of my orphanage once said, "Prepare yourself and pay attention, or you'll face the business end of a flying shoe that will bring you back to reality!". He was a strict man, but his heart was in the right place.   (P.S. Despite my skills with a quill, I am horribly burdened by a disorder known as dyslexia. I've had my assitent Genevieve read over my work, so should any mistakes remain it is their fault.)