The Shady Dragon Inn

One step after another.

feeds@yuku.com (Acantha Vaikne) — Fri, 18 May 2012 13:10:06 PST

It's difficult to go through with if she thinks of it as an event. Now you are going to the Shady Dragon Inn, Acantha. No. That sends her turning tail right back to the plains where she has set up her tent and essentials. On her third time approaching the Inn, she keeps her eyes pressed downward, away from the inviting, ultimately daunting glow from the windows. Instead, she focuses on the thirst in her throat, her desire for a drink, and the muscles in her feet. They always fascinated her. The way they move like waves, heel down and curve to her toe, lift, heel, toe, lift, and the door is pushed open almost by accident.

Sounds overwhelm her. It's been a while.

She stands at the threshold, her head still bowed, amazingly uncomfortable. The pleasant chatter and pockets of laughter assault her ears and feel phony, staged. Acantha lifts her head to glare out, before ducking again. Are they doing this on purpose? Do they know her...

Double XP day. Tuesday May 8th till Wednesday may 9th 3am (( Select zones only))

feeds@yuku.com (Akierra) — Tue, 08 May 2012 15:31:41 PST

It seems we have a double xp day. It is however in select zones only.

There's little better than a weekday surprise, and we've decided to bring you a little weekday Double Experience action! It's available in just a few select zones, so make sure to get in on the party while it lasts!

From now until Wednesday, May 9, 2012 at 3:00 am Pacific* all players will receive Double Experience in the following zones:

Kaesora
Sebilis
The Buried Sea
Fortress Mechanotus
The Grounds

*Copied from http://www.everquest.com/news/article?month=052012&id=524258 *

A cloaked figure steps in

feeds@yuku.com (kouvu) — Wed, 28 Mar 2012 14:15:30 PST

*a larger figure steps into the room, shrouded by a heavy black hooded cloak. The newcomer looks around before drawing his hood back, revealing not the face of a man, but that of a white furred tiger. The feline's face shows his age with some of his figures set in the form of slight wrinkles, and he has an x shaped scar over his left eye. As he removes his cloak, you see that he is adorned in black leather armor, two daggers sheathed at his side and a third at the small of his back. A closer look at him reveals that he is missing fur from his right shoulder. A closer investigation shows that he has been branded there with the number 55. The cat hangs up his cloak and looks around to the patrons in the inn with a soft rumble. "Hail..."

Krellus walks in...

feeds@yuku.com (Krellus Aurellis) — Mon, 19 Mar 2012 23:37:38 PST

...from the sleat and hail, the wind whistling behind him [ooc; it's cold where I live ]. He takes a look around to see a moderate amount of patrons, which is to his liking. Not too full or too empty; just right. He spots an empty table nearer the walls of the room than its center, also to his liking; not too commited but close enough to hear things, and choses to sit, a small sigh leaving him as he does so. It's been a long journey back...

Dust kicks up and out comes four strangers

feeds@yuku.com (Wildnin) — Mon, 19 Mar 2012 17:13:32 PST

The dust on the road kicks up around the hooves of the four broad mares making it almost imposible to make out the carriage behind them as it heads quickly into town. The dust only starts to settle as the thundering hooves stop outside of the wooden stables, the driver hops down to the street. The opening the door of well worn carriage, he speaks to those with in, before stepping aside and dragging four large chests from thier resting place and dropping them to the ground near the stables.
Four cloaked figures step from the carriage:
One steps towards the driver as the others move towards the stables and thier chests. After removing the hood, she slips her hand into her coin purse and slips the driver his payment. He nods and with a whip of the reins is gone as fast as he came.
Coughing a bit as she waves her hand at the dust, she looks back to her companions. Her lips pull back as her white teeth shine and she shakes her head...

An Intriguing Dark Elf

feeds@yuku.com (Naneli) — Sun, 04 Mar 2012 00:34:20 PST

It's one of those days where it's raining so hard you could swear that the sky was falling, but some how the sun finds a way to peak through. It's is by far my favorite type of weather, for it is the perfect way to describe how I find myself to be. Both pleasant and frightful, split down in both utter bliss and deceit. Making a long trip away from home after an extensive fight with my father over who he approves for my marriage. I subtly walk into the nearest inn seeking a place for shelter and food. The soft clack of my riding boots the on the wood floor is all I seem to hear as I walk into the Shady Dragon Inn, for people of my descent seem not equally accepted in all places. Wondering what new trouble I will find I cautiously approach a table, take a seat and wait my turn for barmaid to approach me. Finally she takes my order of meat and potatoes and a tall glass of wine. As she walks away I notice that I am not the only adventurer in the inn. I...

The Eccentric Wizard

feeds@yuku.com (Varticus) — Sun, 04 Mar 2012 00:23:40 PST

The sun is bright and shining on a marvelous day. The grass shining in all its beautiful luster. A curious wizard, tall and stern looking, approaches the building, not sure whether to knock or just to open the door. He tries the handle, yet it feels locked. He tries once more, with feeling. The heavy door flew open and hit the inside wall with a thud and Varticus fell forward, stumbling over his robes.

Looking rather embarrassed, he approaches the bar and awaits service.

"Um, hello. What can I get you?" The barmaid asks the man...

Shelter from the rain...

feeds@yuku.com (Nykodemas) — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 19:29:10 PST

Thunder rumbled across the horizon. Though it had just begun to rain it was already promising to be a very long, very wet night. Soaked, I knew I needed to find shelter and a warm place to sleep. I trudged through the mud of the road praying quietly to Erollisi Mar asking for compassion and mercy from the elements when I saw it. A light ahead... not just a light but an Inn. Thank You Goddess.

I walked up the steps admiring the fine craftsmanship of the sign.. it was a Dragon, shaded. Entering the common room squinting against the brightness, I saw all manner of people alone and in groups talking laughing and even a few napping by the fire. They looked my way as if to identify the stranger that let in the rain and the wind. "Greetings Traveler." said the barkeep, "Welcome. Dry yourself by the fire and give me a moment to bring you some ale." "Thank you," I said with a low bow, "It...

Tamalor Rabenfels

feeds@yuku.com (Tamalor) — Fri, 27 Jan 2012 09:59:26 PST

Greetings Sigils,

I am Tamalor Rabenfels, Enchanter of the 69th Circle, Jeweler and Researcher. After many years deep sleeping I awoke a few months in the past. I needed some time to feel comfort again, walking the Realms of Norrath.

Now back at full strength, I realized that I need help to attend my personal quest searching for my lost brother. I don't even know if I will ever find him and so I decided that searching alone and forever can't be my highest ambition.

I look forward to give you all personal I can give, the might to control my enemies, if it helps you for your benefit. My humble abilities to create magical Jewelery or even researching a spell if that helps. I expect nothing in return but maybe some of your time helping me to learn what happened the last 6 years on Norrath.

*bow* Yours, Tamalor

Looking for a Bard

feeds@yuku.com (A Courier) — Fri, 13 Jan 2012 20:37:41 PST

A Feir'Dal courier enters the Shady Dragon, glancing around. Seeing no one that quite matched the person he was looking for, he trots up to the bartender and inquires lightly,

"Good evening. Might you know where I can find Keats Lovesonnet?"

He shifts his knapsack into the halfling's view, indicating he has a message.

~waves~

feeds@yuku.com (Necromantically Attached) — Tue, 03 Jan 2012 12:08:51 PST

That crazy necro, Sebbal, dragged me in here because he's terrible at planning. So, here I am to clean up his mess.

A Druid of Oddities.

feeds@yuku.com (Hexter) — Sat, 31 Dec 2011 05:27:00 PST

In the early morning of a comfortable day, an elf of unusual stature entered The Shady Dragon Inn. He would slip in with ease, working his best to stay out of the way of the barmaids and other patrons who worked eagerly to prepare for the coming hours of the day. The signs of age and travel told tales upon his worn leather gear and tattered cloak, even going so far as to show the leaves in his very hair. As he passed he even offered to aid some of the patrons in their preparations, setting up tables and chairs as an extra hand. Soon enough the work was done, and he found himself a nice spot in the corner, setting his gear and packs upon the table in a mildly organized manner. The elf remained as a reserved figure within the inn, watching as the people came and went, occasionally striking conversation with the same elven barmaid as she passed. After several moments, she finally came and sat with him,...

Solteris -- December 18th 9:30 p.m. ET

feeds@yuku.com (Beldhyr) — Fri, 09 Dec 2011 06:11:41 PST

It's about time we give this a serious go. Despite our increase in levels (we haven't done this since 85 was the cap, I think), we'll need our best effort and our strongest Sigils to make this happen!

Beware all

feeds@yuku.com (suunsu) — Fri, 18 Nov 2011 18:59:14 PST

Greetings one and all,

I have returned from an extended stay in Halas. I desire to return to the Sigil's. My time spent in Halas has been spent in mastering the will of the fighter, and his skills. Much time was spent in isolation meditation upon the warrior's heart and will. I have seen my end and am no longer afraid about my commitment to the Gods and to the path that a warrior walks.

I have seen the honor don by not removing me as a member of the Sigil's. I look forward the next gathering.

Aetherld

The Morning After Lazrid's Arrival

feeds@yuku.com (Starlene Antares) — Wed, 05 Oct 2011 20:24:25 PST

((I went ahead and started a new thread to help move the story along. I hope that's okay. If not, let me know)).

Starlene had awakened early that morning to make her way to Kelethin. She felt relief as the guild druid confirmed Lazarid's story, and she promised her fellow druids that she would do all could to try find their lost sister.

Best case scenario, the portal took her someplace like the Plane of Sky where our transportation magics don't work. Worst case... She decides not to dwell on the latter, and offers a silent prayer to Tunare that Sierraa will be found safe and sound. Soon Starlene finds herself back in the Shady Dragon Inn. After smiling and greeting Phil, she asks the halfling if any of the guests have awakened, or if anyone...

Research Complete

feeds@yuku.com (Karesand Noele) — Sat, 24 Sep 2011 03:00:49 PST

The monk, after taking a long drink, uncomfortably walks to the front of the room, climbs the stairs of the small stage of the inn, and briefly waves his hands, trying to get the attention of the other patrons.

"Umm, hello everyone. As some of you know, I currently have been compiling information on the Verishe Gnolls of Splitpaw. Well, I'm happy to inform you all that all my work has finally paid off, and I've been able to finish the exposition. Anyway, I kept a copy of it, so if anyone would like to have a look at it, I'll leave it on the bar counter for you to browse at your pleasure. Thanks."

After dismounting the stage, he walks over to the bar and lays a thin tome on the counter and returns to his seat,...

A New Visitor...

feeds@yuku.com (lazarid anarion1) — Wed, 21 Sep 2011 22:41:58 PST

* The Necromancer watched as the last hints of light were chased from the sky by the approaching evening.Taking a seat on a stump he built a fire just big anough to heat up a few rations to settle his growling stomach. He threw a couple of his rations to his pet who quickly went to gnawing on the offering.*

I know you would rather have some fresh meat Gobantik but this will have to do for now.When you finish eating take guard .

*He told his pet in the low monotone voice that Erudites were known for. The pet replied with a nod and took up a guard spot as it munched on the last of the ration. Looking around from his vantage point on a small ridge overlooking a meandering river,he followed the river to a bend in the distance,just beyond a bend in the river he noticed a faint glow on the water.*

A village or maybe a castle?Might be worth a closer look.If it is maybe they will have real food instead of these rations,if I am even...

A rainy evening....

feeds@yuku.com (Sildarye Darkmoon) — Sat, 10 Sep 2011 15:55:33 PST

The fire in the fireplace at the Shady Dragon crackles merrily. The inn is warm, dry and comfortable despite the persistent rain throughout the day. A variety of Sigils are seated throughout the common room, talking quietly and generally basking in each other's company.

The door crashes open, swirling darkness spilling into the room, followed by the deep thump-thump of heavy plate armored footsteps. The darkness coaleseces into a dark armored form. Sildarye Darkmoon has entered the Shady Dragon Inn. She glares around the room and proceeds to approach the bar. Her malevolent presence even gives the normally indomitable Phil pause for a moment.

"Well, half-a-man?" Her voice is steady, clear, and full of disdain. "What swill do you have available?"

Another guest stopping in

feeds@yuku.com (A Courier) — Wed, 17 Aug 2011 16:06:40 PST

The inn looks busy, but the journeyman bard doesn't hesitate. It's hot, he's thirsty, and the dragon sign above the door tells him this is the place. He opens the door and walks in. Patrons look up as he arrives, but his cheerful--if weary--smile puts them at ease and most turn blandly back to their drinks and meals. The courier walks up to the counter and asks the halfling manning the bar for an ale and a bowl of whatever's in the pot for lunch. Taking a seat at the bar to wait, the courier surveys the room. He has nothing but a name; he'd been given no other description, so when the halfling comes back with his meal and drink, he decides to just ask. Surely this "Antares" will be known here.

Excuse me, barkeep. I've got a message here for someone named...

A Drakkin enters the Shady Dragon Inn...

feeds@yuku.com (MyceElffe) — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 17:16:19 PST

... sticking to the shadows, he smoothly moves to one of the tables in the back, and sits so that he can observe the entrance. He waves his hand in an understated circle and mugs of ale appear, smoking from the cold of being wrenched into the physical plane. Cere takes the mug closest to him, lifts it to his lips and tastes the ambrosia he's beckoned from his memory and the ethereal.

He looks around the room, stopping at each of the eyes weighing him, and smiles. "Come, enjoy," he says, "first round's on me!" He glances at the barkeep and asks forgiveness for the imposition on the tavern's sales with his eyes.