“Lenora…” Dallid appears disappointed, but smiles politely at Vatavius. “Not the name I hoped you might say, but a fine one none-the-less. Get a good night’s rest, and in the morning we shall go to Brandybrook and see about returning some normalcy to the life of you and your wife.”

Dallid closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. After a moment, he again addresses Vantavius. “It is good she is safe and hidden. There are few things in this world that could frighten Corbyn. Perhaps he sensed the taint taking hold on the necklace. But there is also the possibility that your wife i...

"Perhaps at the Tavern, or Woodhold, or visiting the villages. What is important now is that no one remains with the wasted Keep, and of that we are assured." "So next we must see to housing, discover if this has occurred elsewhere, and begin unravelling this mystery and dealing with ...

Dallid joins the gathering about the newcomer. "Greetings Vantavius, I am Dallid. Thank you for being so forthcoming - you have granted us a new direction regarding both Corbyn and the decay that took his former keep. I am glad fortune left your wife unharmed when the necklace turned. Where is ...

Dallid shouts after the beastman. "ALL ARE ACCOUNTED FOR, ROTHEK! ALL HAVE ESCAPED AND ARE SAFE! RETURN LEST YOU ARE DESTROYED AS WAS THE KEEP!" He turns to Marcus. "A pleasure to see you here - as you can see, your assistance would be a boon. Gravesbane is no more - some entity has s...

“All sentients have made it out, seemingly unharmed. But as for the Keep and the land within…” Dallid indicates the dead weed. “… They are lost. More than dead – decayed – utterly destroyed. It would appear that the Keep was targeted by some intelligence – not to kill its occupants, for the effect w...

Dallid had been sitting on his mattress in the Keep, quietly meditating - about to start another round of dream-walking – when shouts from below roused him back to wakefulness. There was no need for an initial investigation of what was happening, the rapidly spreading blackness made its immediate na...

The one-day is not just real, it's spectactular!

FYI: The next Merc LARP event is set for Memorial Day weekend - May 25-27.

Dallid travels through the lands of Haven, posting identical letters and reading them to those who ask: Dear People of Haven I write this letter knowing that my final days are upon me. I have lived a long life and look forward to the rest that lies ahead for me. But I feel sorrow for having to leave...

As the event started, I hated that new white-board with all my heart and soul. The way it was explained made it a complete and total disconnect between PCs and NPCs. No one was supposed to ever wait outside NPC Camp or knock on the door. If you want to talk to an NPC for any reason, write your name ...

The first event was a great success, despite low attendance. Please check out the feedback on the Mercs LARP board at:

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"Very well. I wish to be kept apprised of your progress. There are fears as to how you might achieve your aims. Full disclosure would go far to dissuade them.”

Dallid nods. "Agreed. Her potential laid mostly in evil intent. I doubt she had much positive to offer this world." "The same may be said for her restless spirit. It is best merged with Phanterra or expunged from the land. I will help accomplish this where I can." "I'd imagi...

“The transgressions that brought about her demise are accountable by many – not least of whom is herself. I would not expect her to haunt only you. “

“Do you intend to bring her back?”