A message from Esmaril:

"Once upon a time, there was this green lacey number..."

A message from Silvy:

"The man IS a shopkeeper. He'll say anything to keep folks in the shop long enough to buy his items."

A message from MacFrae:

"There was this time when the ale ran dry at Liani's...bards everywhere reeled in pain, messengers were sent out to find stock..."

A message from Ezruh:

"Am I the only one who takes this kind of thing seriously?"

A message from Silvy:

"Ye always have yer nose in the books."


(This series brought to you by a slightly loopy guild advocate. In all seriousness, do carry on - sounds like a great idea!)

-V.

"Reject me not, sweet sounds! oh, let me live,
Till doom espy my towers and scatter them.
A city spell-bound under the aging sun,
Music my rampart, and my only one."
-Edna St. Vincent-Millay