What's goes on here is bunches of folks haveing bunches of fun. If you like gaming by post there are lots of different ways to play. Go through the Forums and see all the different catagoies. There are 2.0 D&D, 3.5, 4.0 there are Star Trek, Space Adventures too. There word games and there places to just post writings. The Inn Mates are friendly and there seems to be something for most folk.
Again Welcome, BTW watch out for sneaky Elves and don't feed Grugg.
Hiyo newbie! Watch out for Eol. He escaped the lockdown ward again and is probably out looking for faces to lick.
The pace can be kind of slow in the summer. We don't really have the chat crowd we used to, but we're workin on it. Take your time, don't feed the Grugg, and don't step in any Eol slobber... he can sense it.
P.S. Do you know Sib? I ask cause of the parent thread.
Posted on 2010-06-29 at 21:24:40.
Edited on 2010-06-29 at 21:28:15 by Admiral
And a Frosty Spiced Mead for ya, courtesy of our resident barkeep, Ion!
(Ooooh, that goes down sooo good!)
Haven't ya been FaceLicked yet? Daggummit, we successfully rebooted Eol after an errant wish froze him up. Where could he be??
*hands towel* Keep this, its importance should be apparent shortly.
*Lightbulb!* I think Eol's just getting a running start, is all.
If you must feed Grugg, make it one of Eol's lasagnas.
Great to have you amongst the ever-growing population of Innmates! Go tell yer friends, 'kay?
Posted on 2010-06-30 at 11:57:48.
Eol Fefalas Keeper of the Kazari RDI Staff Karma: 454/28 7871 Posts
Eol doesn't equal a facelick...
Eol is the facelick!
It's a zen thing, you see? My way of becoming one with myself... or yourself... or themselves... or something like that... Sounds much better in my head, I suppose...
Anyway, Grugg does love the lasagna - especially the kind with rocks and watermelon - so, if you do feed the dear boy, do your best to cater to his preferences, yeah? If you just give him random stuff he tends to get the winds something terrible. The last time that happened Admiral's eyebrows were singed, all the windows in the common room were blown out, and my hat flew all the way to Finland (I still owe Raven postage for sending that back).