St. Patrick’s Day Celebration, 2014

st-patrick-dayYes, we realize its a day early but to make way for the PvP Tournament and RBG Initiations happening on the 17th, we’re holding it one day earlier. So come dressed in your best “GREEN” and be sure to bring your luck with you!

WHERE: The Bloody Brew Tavern at the Lair
WHEN: Sunday, March 16th, @ 9 PM EST

– Dart Shooter’s Contest
– Best of 5 Attempts
– First Place Prize: 10 million gold
– Second Place Prize: 1 million gold
– Third Place Prize: 100,000 gold

We hope to see you there!

~ Sue.

St. Patrick’s Day Celebration

Join us on THURSDAY, MARCH 17th, 2011 for a day of celebration in honor of Ireland’s patron saint, St. Patrick.  The Bloody Brew will open an hour earlier than usual, at 8 PM EST to allow everyone to come join us in a toast to Ole St. Pat!  The Brew will be serving a wide variety of home-made and imported wines, liquors, ales, and brews.  All visitors will drink FREE!!!

In honor of this great day, we ask that all guests come don their GREEN!  This event is open to ALL players of the Catskills shard, regardless of play style.

Kindred Unity

The sun had just come down and I stood in front of my bed, where Marius still laid on the other side.  On my side of the bed laid several outfits.

I, looking from one outfit to another, looked up at Marius, “Which one do you think?” Marius dropped the papers he was skimming through, looked at me and said, “Honestly darling, its a market… at Red Skull Bay no doubt… I do not believe anyone is going to bother to take notice.” I put my hands on my hips and exclaimed, “Hmph…” I picked the black lace and silk dress with red velvet trim and walked towards the wash room to change.  Marius continued his reading. When I came out just a few minutes later, Marius put his reading aside, stood up from the bed and walked over to me as I was looking in the dresser mirror.  He bent down next to my chair, sitting on the back of his heels and wrapped his arms around my waist.  With his right hand, he ran his fingers through the back of my neck, separating my hair from the pale, stiff skin.  At his touch, I froze in place looking at him through the mirror.

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