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Doyle wrote:Levelling does not reset the deaths per hour

It used to.

Delivered to Zane Ziegfried (Composed by Anonymous) Tidings from a-god-am-I Heard your whims from up on high First to say not me - it's you Knave affection bores me through Let me use my little words Though the need feels just absurd You may think you're very smart So was my demolished wart Demolis...

*Avedis shoves a hand into his pocket to withdraw a crumpled parchment - before raising his opposing hand in a fist to his mouth, and clearing his throat in an exaggerated manner; as he recites, he only casts occasional, and brief glances toward the parchment within his grip* A poem written for Sig...

The Hand so po', the last time Kade smelled a hot meal was when a passing Lord broke wind. *snickers loudly*

Why is there any enthusiasm for this? Who's going to use it? Only noble rogues can;; and speaking as a noble rogue, I don't expect to, at least until the Dundee end is fixed. I *walk* to Branishor. Now there was a time walking to Branishor was difficult or impossible; but then four lockpicks would ...

I could not agree with Sigarni more.
The tunnels should be repaired before the damage is able to worsen - not made partially inaccessible. I can scarcely see the good in the latter.

Hah - yeah. On his sixth attempt now, and still no luck. On the plus side, he is getting experience from being down there.
I'm afraid to park him, though, lest the the Rat Sire not re-spawn.

Good to know. Thanks, guys!

I've gone to do this quest twice and, both times, the Rat Sire dropped ordinary Ratskin Hats. I'm not sure if this is a glitch, in the process of being changed, or if it's a quest that has to be done multiple times in order to achieve the goal - but I thought I should post about it here to be sure.

Gemstone wrote:You should know that the writing on that picture is almost illegible.

Whoa... Unnecessary harshness... *snickers quietly*

Invasion Ingots!

Character number: 190160

*Walks up with his head down, roughly cleaning his hands with his monogrammed handkerchief and tracking swamp mud in his wake. He looks up at Quasha's words, mouth ajar before slowly putting the handkerchief behind his back, trying to look inconspicuous, and backing away slowly*

I understand I am past the deadline, but I wanted to submit anyway. I don't expect to win - just bored and having fun with it! The category for this is Inns and Taverns, although I suppose it could work for Gods and Goddesses as well. An initiate seeking help, two rogue comrades, a skittish sewer ur...