The Easting Reach

In the small hours of the morning, not long before dawn, the Crowning Glory finds herself with few patrons indeed. It is a cold night outside and those within seek shelter from a blistering wind. The sound of familiar harp strings being played could be heard from the Square as music echoes inside; a...

Marcellus would indeed by enjoying himself, performing as per usual at the Crowning Glory, when the messenger brings him word of Nathaniel's arrival within Sarshel. At having not seen his friend for so long, given the latter's trip to Vlasta and injuries previous, his mood is clearly reflected withi...

Currently away on a course with bad Internet access. Hoping to return by the end of the week.

I, too, have had a couple of bouts of the full server sickness.

Occasionally, the Harp of Cimbar may also be found in the crowd attending, if only for a portion of the sermons as he is hardly a Lathanderite himself. Some words do resonate, however, particularly those of strength in the light of a new day and - unsurprisingly - all referring to artistic expressio...

As a bard player, I almost take issue at the disdain shown towards purely social RP...

Really enjoyed the RP with Fembrey this eve; not often you get an adventurer with a nervous/anxious disposition. And a healthy imagination. Lay off the ceremonial wine.

I can't agree enough. Last night was fantastic and so very, very enjoyable. So many stand out moments from the cranky Ludovic to the inebrieted Lori/Artemis duo and poor old Anton. Kudos to the players and DM (s) alike for their work.

Not knowing either of the two, it would be difficult to get Marcellus along, but would likely send the pair well wishes.

OOCly, I agree with Holy - congrats to the two characters and great news indeed.

The Harp of Cimbar, in contrast to his elven counterpart at the Crowning Glory, is very much vocal about charity. At least, in so far as many of his song choices: even as he tells the epic deeds of war heroes, accompanied by his trusty strings, the moral behind each and every one of them seems to be...