Firnost Garden

It is with a heavy heart that I have decided to hand off administration to someone else. A contact of mine offered to take it off my plate and I've agreed. I'm simply tired of idiots trying to twist my words, lying about how things happened, leaving things out, or trying to claim after the fact that things that were clearly intended as threats were not. I just don't need the headache. I don't even play on the site, nor profit from it. It fact, it costs me money for the server every month (I only take donations for the domain name, which is a separate expense). The new administrator is not now, nor ever was, a White Wolf player, much less a member of the old chats or friends with any random ones of you. Whether they open the site back up or keep it closed will be entirely their prerogative and nothing to do with me. Also, who they ban/unban will also be in their purview, not mine. With the exception of the few bad apples who like to spread unfounded lies, I've enjoyed talking to you all and my time administering the site. Over the next few weeks to months the site will likely be moved to a new server. At some point in the near future the new administrator will likely post their own message. To clarify: The site is NOT shutting down, someone else is just taking over running it. Were they to decide not to do it anymore, the chats would come back to me.

Behind the freehold for an acre or so stretches a delightful green garden. Stone paths twist around the cacaphony of delicately manicured flowerbeds and wild explosions of roses. A small stand of willows bends to touch the surface of a clear pond where brightly colored fish occasionally break its still mirror. Only fae or their Enchanted guests can find their way through the doorways into the garden. (This is a Changeling chat room.)

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Lady Kathy, Fiona Satyr Grump: *steps out for some time being spent taking care of some of the plants, mostly her favorites, the strangely colored rose bushes*

Lady Kathy, Fiona Satyr Grump: *and once they are taken care of, heads off from the freehold*

: The moon has been extra huge all week for some reason, at least from the garden view

Jowan (troll childling): Stepping out from the Freehold proper, Jowan comes to the garden for the first time.

Jowan (troll childling): The troll boy has hit hard times.

Jowan (troll childling): At least until recently, for the first time in what feels like weeks he's had two meals regularly at proper times. Still, he looks under nourished, and it does not go well on his slate gray skin. His intense green eyes show better health and he looks about in wonder .

Jowan (troll childling): While he has showered, he's put back on the dirty clothes and voile he wore. Barefoot and bedraggled, the clothes to fae eyes look like Dickensian Street Urchin attire. To mortal eyes they'd just look- homeless.

Jowan (troll childling): "This.. this is nice" he says finding a spot under a tree and just smiling.

Jowan (troll childling): And he might just doze off.

Jowan (troll childling): gone

Vic Tannenbaum, Eiluned Private Eye: *Enters*

Vic Tannenbaum, Eiluned Private Eye: *Enters*

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Firnost Freehold (0)
What appears to only be an abandoned, run down warehouse to the untrained mortals eyes is to Fae eyes a lovely bed and breakfast, almost New England in style and charm. (This is a Changeling Chat Room)

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