You begged. You pleaded. You threatened. I told you that you didn’t need me to run THIS event, but you persisted. And, hereby setting a really bad precedent, I’ve given in.

On the evening of the 29th, I will be hosting Story Night. It will NOT be in a guard zone. It will be in a house that I own, but I’ll only toss you out if you try to kill the person telling the story, or try to disrupt the story telling by spamming.. Sound Siege-like enough for you?

If you have a story to tell, but can’t make it to Story Night, please send your tales, poems, etc to me. Either drop it in the mailbox, or email it.