Siege – Treasure Hunt
Back for the festive season – come and join us as we dig holes all over Sosaria!
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Siege – Festive Freebooters
A breakaway faction of pirates have decided to get rich quick from the festive season, and will be annoying people with an army of festive snowmen in the hope of receiving tribute to give up and go away. Watch out for their leader, the sinister Saunter Kause.
Siege – Deck the Halls
Tis the season to be jolly – so I will be going from town to town, decorating banks with all sorts of sparkly things. If you’d like to join in, offer suggestions, donate anything to be locked down at the bank, or just stand back and throw insults/snowballs/opinions on the deco, I’ll be announcing which town I’m desecrating – sorry, decorating, in general chat, starting at 5pm EST on Saturday 7th.
Sonoma – Sonoma Community Holiday Picture Event
Sonoma Community Holiday Picture Event @ 7PM PST
Sonoma – Governors Meeting
Governors Meeting @ 5PM PST
LS – Royal Council
King Blackthorn hereby requests the attendance of all governors for the monthly Royal Council meeting. Please gather in the council chamber of Castle Blackthorn by 8pm C. All citizens are welcome to attend!
LS – Parting Gifts (RBG)
Meet Sir Travis in the courtyard of Castle Blackthorn in northern Britain for further orders.
Siege – Solen Subway
A quick run around the Solen tunnels – beware of Ant Lions and reds hiding in the shadows! The gates will stay open all week!
The Devilish Drover
12/4/2019 As we begin Jolly Roger we invite you to sit back and enjoy, The Devilish Drover. By EM Malachi The Devilish Drover The wind howled, promising snow. Iolo limped into the poorhouse and dropped his crutch, shutting the door. He moved the heavy pack off his back and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. Little Merideth ran over to pick up the crutch and hand it back to him. Under her arm was an old doll with mismatched button eyes; Iolo had found the blue one during a supply run into Britain proper. “Can you tell us a story?” […]
01 – The Devilish Drover
By EM Malachi The Devilish Drover The wind howled, promising snow. Iolo limped into the poorhouse and dropped his crutch, shutting the door. He moved the heavy pack off his back and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. Little Merideth ran over to pick up the crutch and hand it back to him. Under her arm was an old doll with mismatched button eyes; Iolo had found the blue one during a supply run into Britain proper. “Can you tell us a story?” “Of course.” Iolo pulled a chair closer to the fire. “What would everyone like to […]