A finger traces almost wistfully the faint enchantment on parchment; bells chime as the hand drops once more. The dwarf was one of those that had been unsurprised to see her, even if the better part of a century had gone by since the music of bells and keys had breezed through the doorway for a few on the house. But then, a crossroads waystation for far-wanderers got used to that, didn't it? There were places beaten and worn into her scarred feet, and the colorfully adorned halfling smiled to think that the Shack was one of them. She'd missed it, without knowing it.
She goes once more through a few old notices and requests, lips quirking in amusement to see a handful for her, decades old, and then tosses the mess over her shoulder once more. "Tell them we're taking requests, again!" she laughs, on her way out, not answering the question of who 'we' was supposed to mean until she's jumped off the side of the steps to splash through the stream. "I suppose that's me, and whomever I feel like...!" She squints up at the unlit torch suspiciously. "Do you think they'll realize I've not walked this world for some number of decades and have no idea where I'm going? Naw..."
((I was going to make a new thread, and found this one still stickied, oops. Please use this thread to request guided trips, and to note your availability for said trip times. No scripted quest completions, no trips for the purpose of CNR gathering (loot/casual CNR at guide discretion). If something should be private or a secret, by all means grab IG or PM - anything requested here is open to all players/levels. Very difficult locations or stories may take a little longer to arrange. Regular scheduled un-requested trips to resume ...soon.))
Quenton cannot remember if he has been to the elven ruins in the Whitehorn, the Broken Halls! Do they have 'taurs? Vampires? So many ruins to choose from! A well-worn story if ever there was one, but we meet here at the Shack so please come along and protect me from overlarge lizards with aspirations above their stations!
PS Bring supplies, we sail for Leringard!
-Chimes
((Today, 5pm PST))
//I'm going to try to bring someone, probably Niamh
While gathering some corn and feeding chickens, the notice captures Plenarius' attention and makes a mental note to attend. He places his hands on his hips and says aloud to no one, "I wonder if I can get a few holes in my history of Saprorias patched up."