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I am hosting a party at Tamsine's Rest for my beloved wife. She has achieved circle 50 in time for her Jubilee birthday (irl 50th). The date is March 27th. Time is 8:00 p.m. Elanthian (Eastern). If you know my Dulcinie, cleric of the realms, you are welcome and invited to find me and get an invitation. My AIM is GallanthurDR.
I'm coming just to confuse the masses, and to steal all of 'Nie's hugs, smooches, and--best of all--whispers!
<cackle>
Okies well I'm also coming cause I love my evil twin, 'Nie.
~Dulcinia
Bractos: I have a whole new appreciation for this all female regiment thing now.
Allurana asks, "Does this mean we get to kill men now?"
<cackle>
Okies well I'm also coming cause I love my evil twin, 'Nie.
~Dulcinia
Bractos: I have a whole new appreciation for this all female regiment thing now.
Allurana asks, "Does this mean we get to kill men now?"
A short, stout middle-aged acolyte stumbles past you. Pulling from his dusty traveling garments, he retrieves a worn prayer parchment and reads, "By the gods and may they bear witness! We are announcing Dulcinie's Jubilee!"
Coughing uncontrollably he says, "Took at least 50 visits to her guild leader and 50 candles on that cake to get her to admit it." The acolyte rolls up his parchment and staggers away muttering something about Tamsine’s Rest, March 27, 8:00 p.m. EST. There will be an attendant at the door to pass out invitations if you have not caught up to Gallanthur or Dulcinie.
You see a sinfully long line of birthday cakes to hold many birthday candles. One bite of cake and you'll be eager to confess. You notice a bucket of holy water strategically place nearby to extinguish the 50 flames of fire.
REHEARSALS: None. Dulcinie has rehearsed for 50 years for this day and spent countless anduwen practicing her circle-advancing rituals.
AGENDA FOR A GREAT DAY!
* Renewal of Vows
* Rag Doll Soccer
* Drinking Contest
* Bardic Circle (aka Dulcinie shake and bake)
* and...
many more surprises.
NOTES: Not necessarily in that order.
PS I am NOT the evil twin. 'Nia is! winks I am adding verses to the "Twin Song."
@->
~d
Don Quixote: "Call nothing thy own except thy soul. Love not what thou art, but only what thou may become. Do not pursue pleasure, for thou may have the misfortune to overtake it...Live in the vision of that one for whom great deeds are done."
Coughing uncontrollably he says, "Took at least 50 visits to her guild leader and 50 candles on that cake to get her to admit it." The acolyte rolls up his parchment and staggers away muttering something about Tamsine’s Rest, March 27, 8:00 p.m. EST. There will be an attendant at the door to pass out invitations if you have not caught up to Gallanthur or Dulcinie.
You see a sinfully long line of birthday cakes to hold many birthday candles. One bite of cake and you'll be eager to confess. You notice a bucket of holy water strategically place nearby to extinguish the 50 flames of fire.
REHEARSALS: None. Dulcinie has rehearsed for 50 years for this day and spent countless anduwen practicing her circle-advancing rituals.
AGENDA FOR A GREAT DAY!
* Renewal of Vows
* Rag Doll Soccer
* Drinking Contest
* Bardic Circle (aka Dulcinie shake and bake)
* and...
many more surprises.
NOTES: Not necessarily in that order.
PS I am NOT the evil twin. 'Nia is! winks I am adding verses to the "Twin Song."
@->
~d
Don Quixote: "Call nothing thy own except thy soul. Love not what thou art, but only what thou may become. Do not pursue pleasure, for thou may have the misfortune to overtake it...Live in the vision of that one for whom great deeds are done."
Ohhhh, more verses! I can't wait to steal all your presents!
There's a Nie running around, by the way. I almost hugged her.
~Nia
Legian says, "once at a wedding they were serving chicken legs... never been bitten so much in ma life."
Arcath says, "if archers are involved I usually just keep the empaths company until it's over"
There's a Nie running around, by the way. I almost hugged her.
~Nia
Legian says, "once at a wedding they were serving chicken legs... never been bitten so much in ma life."
Arcath says, "if archers are involved I usually just keep the empaths company until it's over"
Um she might bite...or a relative of mine named after me.
~d
Don Quixote "Call nothing thy own except thy soul. Love not what thou art, but only what thou may become. Do not pursue pleasure, for thou may have the misfortune to overtake it...Live in the vision of that one for whom great deeds are done."
~d
Don Quixote "Call nothing thy own except thy soul. Love not what thou art, but only what thou may become. Do not pursue pleasure, for thou may have the misfortune to overtake it...Live in the vision of that one for whom great deeds are done."
