Firnost Freehold

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.

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)

There are 0 people here The most recent statement was made about 13 hours ago.

Insincere Marguerite, Sluagh Teen: (peep)

Roxanne Baines (sluagh wilder): we are fae. I think that means we are irrational by nature

Insincere Marguerite, Sluagh Teen: *She holds Roxanne close, but it quiet several moments. Finally she shifts* My Moon...please take me back with you. I need to be closer to you than I can here.

Roxanne Baines (sluagh wilder): very well my dear. back to home then? *holds there a long moment before making sure we stand to return glasses*

Insincere Marguerite, Sluagh Teen: Yes my Heart. *She unfolds from the seat, and takes her glasses back* You are so wonderful.

Roxanne Baines (sluagh wilder): There are many out there who would disgree if they knew who I was. *and once the glasses are back moves to meet you at the garden door*

Insincere Marguerite, Sluagh Teen: *She walks over and takes her arm, walking out with her head on her partner's shoulder*

Insincere Marguerite, Sluagh Teen: (Goodnight, Have a great weekend)

Roxanne Baines (sluagh wilder): *skulks out with her* ((good night and weekend as well))

: * "Am I Wrong?" By Keb' Mo begins to play on the jukebox*

: *peeks in seeing another lurker*

: *pokes,*

: hello

: 'ello

: how are you?

: Good n you?

: not too bad and glad to hear

: *adds some color to make nameless talk easier*

: Cool

: indeed. didn't expect to see somebody up so late

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Firnost Garden (0)
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.)
The Streets of Necropolis (0)
A slowly flickering streetlight illuminates this dark street. All roads though town lead to this main road. Shadowy figures dart in and out of alleyways, and only the brave or foolish remain here long.
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