Who: Open, please tag yourselves
What: Hallows Eve Celebration, part 2
When: Forward-dated to the 31st of October, 10:30pm
Where: The Keep's Great Hall, the grounds, anywhere ( Read more... )

Who: Open, please tag yourselves
What: Hallows Eve Celebration
When: Forward-dated to the 31st of October
Where: Starts in the Keep's Great Hall ( Read more... )

Some pumpkins scream; some cry; some beg for mercy; some whisper cruel words. There are, however, two pumpkins that differ. One, a man, sits on a stake outside the library. The other, a woman, is set outside along a pathway leading to the Great Keep ( Read more... )

Jack's been stranded in the middle of the lake due to all manner of misfortune and luck during said freakish snow storm. He is cold, getting colder, or well, by now he's getting warmer. He knows enough of winter weather that first, he does not like it, and that being warm while it's cold out is a very bad sign indeed ( Read more... )

Who: Chelle Vierren (gotyourwallet ), Garrett Hawke (iwannabeadragon ), Jack Sparrow (kptn_sparrow ) and Alex Marsters (allthesame2me | timid_kitty )
When: After our darling Lord Deior announces the tunnels are open.
Where: Great Keep Elevator and below. >:D

The sole purpose of bracing the storm and going from the Barracks to the Great Keep had been to seek aid from the doctor, Sycora. Much to Vie's ( Read more... )

Who: Chloe ghostly_stutter Alex allthesame2me Sollux thii2ii22tupiid Captain Jack Sparrow kptn_sparrow and whomever happens upon her path.

Where: From room 2119 and around the barracks--to wherever else she may wander.

When: present.

Chloe edged out of her room, heart leaping in her chest as she gazed along the darkened corridor with wide eyes, a pallor to her cheeks. She needed to be as quiet as ( Read more... )

The last light has faded. The bonfire is lit and the fireflies are glowing merrily. The scent of wood-smoke is in the air. Three of the identical serving men have taken up instruments from the bower and have begun to play, varying between soft ballads and dancing tunes. By the fire, a large silver pail holds small, glittering crystals ( Read more... )

There is little strange about the entrance to the forest today. There are no storms of pigeons, no legions of spiders; nothing but trees, twigs, and a few animal trails leading in. Save for the gathering of adventurers outside, it could seem like just another day in the Keep ( Read more... )

Who: Kevas and whoever else is responding to his message.
When: After his post.
Where: Private studies of the library ( Read more... )

There seem to be an awful lot of pigeons about today. They blanket the courtyards and pathways, cooing and fidgeting and fighting. They’re as flighty as ever, wheeling away in great flocks as soon as anyone approaches. All but the odd one or two, who hop on the spot half-heartedly, or else fly in a circle and quickly land again ( Read more... )