Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
14.Nov.12, 03:29 AM
I'shan was pretty proud of himself. For once, his plan was fool-proof!
He'd spent the last hour or so making his little hideaway perfect. He'd selected an unused storage room in the back of the kitchens, which he'd discreetly marked by leaving his bluerider knots hanging on the outside handle. Inside, he pushed a box in front of the door to keep anyone from barging in while he prepared.
The food was technically stolen. Technically! He hadn't asked permission to take it, but he could just so forage a bit and replace it later, right? Right. Besides, no one would miss a few bottles of medium-quality northern wine and some leftovers from dinner. I'shan hadn't had time to properly prepare the food. He'd only managed to make some nice glazed sweetrolls, and only two sheets of them, at that! If he didn't provide more food, he would be a bad host.
Of course, a good host probably wouldn't hold a game like this anywhere but his own home, but what if N'gelt came home?! N'gelt coming home to a house full of naked men? Yikes...
Squee was on high alert. He was wrapped around the inside door knob, eyes racing with excitement. He could tell something fun was afoot! I'shan was happy, which was always more than enough to make the excitable little brown bright and energetic. Squee practically looked for excuses to dart about! He was so happy and innocent, truly a little miniature Saquith!
I'shan looked over the table and nodded. He'd dragged it in from some other room. It probably wasn't important. There had only been a few boxes and some other odds and ends stacked on top of it, none of which looked like it belonged anywhere in particular. No one would miss it. The dining hall wouldn't miss the chairs, either. They'd come from the Weyrleader's table, and shards, he never used it anyhow!
The cards hadn't been easy to find. I'shan had to cobble it together from two partial decks he'd located. They were in pretty good shape, but some cards had come with a few extra copies. He had only put four of each in it, though! Of that he was sure. All of the extras were sitting on his bedside table at home, including that extra ace!
Ah yes, everything was perfect indeed. I'shan smirked and walked over to the door, where he pushed the crate aside to allow his friends to enter when they arrived. They should be there any minute!
"This is gonna be fun," I'shan said, looking at Squee. The flit cheeped in oblivious agreement and promptly crawled up the man's arm to perch on his shoulder.
He'd spent the last hour or so making his little hideaway perfect. He'd selected an unused storage room in the back of the kitchens, which he'd discreetly marked by leaving his bluerider knots hanging on the outside handle. Inside, he pushed a box in front of the door to keep anyone from barging in while he prepared.
The food was technically stolen. Technically! He hadn't asked permission to take it, but he could just so forage a bit and replace it later, right? Right. Besides, no one would miss a few bottles of medium-quality northern wine and some leftovers from dinner. I'shan hadn't had time to properly prepare the food. He'd only managed to make some nice glazed sweetrolls, and only two sheets of them, at that! If he didn't provide more food, he would be a bad host.
Of course, a good host probably wouldn't hold a game like this anywhere but his own home, but what if N'gelt came home?! N'gelt coming home to a house full of naked men? Yikes...
Squee was on high alert. He was wrapped around the inside door knob, eyes racing with excitement. He could tell something fun was afoot! I'shan was happy, which was always more than enough to make the excitable little brown bright and energetic. Squee practically looked for excuses to dart about! He was so happy and innocent, truly a little miniature Saquith!
I'shan looked over the table and nodded. He'd dragged it in from some other room. It probably wasn't important. There had only been a few boxes and some other odds and ends stacked on top of it, none of which looked like it belonged anywhere in particular. No one would miss it. The dining hall wouldn't miss the chairs, either. They'd come from the Weyrleader's table, and shards, he never used it anyhow!
The cards hadn't been easy to find. I'shan had to cobble it together from two partial decks he'd located. They were in pretty good shape, but some cards had come with a few extra copies. He had only put four of each in it, though! Of that he was sure. All of the extras were sitting on his bedside table at home, including that extra ace!
Ah yes, everything was perfect indeed. I'shan smirked and walked over to the door, where he pushed the crate aside to allow his friends to enter when they arrived. They should be there any minute!
"This is gonna be fun," I'shan said, looking at Squee. The flit cheeped in oblivious agreement and promptly crawled up the man's arm to perch on his shoulder.
