Waking from the best sleep she's had since the beginning of last winter, the dark marks under her eyes somewhat lightened, Nellie feels as rejuvenated as can be. She bustles about her morning ablutions as fast as she can, knowing she doesn't have much time to finish the last things they need to do b...

To anyone that's thinking of swinging by the Ren Fen over in Holly on the 18th after the LARP, you can get a $5 discount on your ticket by donating 4 items of non-perishable, non-expired food at the gate admission. (Normal adult admission is $20.95.) Or, you can purchase discount tickets online, or ...

(OOG: Will this RP thread continue, or will it fall to the wayside?)

I can't believe this is only the second full event of the year. It already feels like the third to me. Love the campsite~! People have been complaining about the PC building, but they've forgotten that there was an option of bunking in the non-amenities barracks up on the hill down the 'fire-bowl' p...

Though used to the rabble kicked up by a band of drunken dwarves, Nellie claps her hands over her ears at Rothek's cries. When it quiets down once more, she looks apologetically at the man before her. "Perhaps we should take this outside to a quieter area?"

Nellie, taking note of the wincing, softens somewhat in her previously impatient demeanor that the staring had stirred. The scars scare her not, she being immured to such sights being from a culture rife with warriors and their various battle wounds. As for the state of his hair, she's seen many a b...

Alright, alright. Here's hoping I'll be there when it's served piping hot.

I'll take the $10 breakfast plan along with the $1 drink plan. (Here's hoping I wake up early those days to actually enjoy it this time around. *crosses fingers*)

Nellie (one of the first to claim a map from Korrigan, eyes sparkling at the prospect of more paper), sitting at a table with two mugs (one empty, the other less than half-filled with ale) close to hand, can be seen mouthing a recital of the Old Man's words as her quill scratches at the pages of her...

After quickly drinking down her first mug of ale and getting a refill, Nellie starts mingling with the rest of the gathered people, looking for the representatives of the Mining Village and making mental notes on the places she's never heard of before.

*pouts* It's still there. Should I copy it and send it via e-mail?

My in-between events list PM is still in my Outbox...

Having slipped over to the bar for refills, Nellie takes quite a few long pulls from her stein as she hears the others talk. She has plans to get quite drunk tonight, and doesn't see the point in being polite enough to wait on getting that started. "Thanks for clearing that up, Cirrus. And the ...

Nellie blinks at Kaylen's words as she hops down from the wagon herself. "Ah, maps. Wonderful things, maps. If you know how to read them, and they're accurate, the other races put so much valuable information down on them. Why, I saw a map once that measured the height of land in relation to th...

She pauses and thinks. "He looked human to me? He might have been something else - I didn't think to look if he was disguised, and you tall beings all look the same to me when you're all old and wrinkled if you don't have fur or feathers."