The Green Dragon

[Mithadan]

The door opens and a preternatural cold fills the room. A figure cloaked entirely in black enters the Inn. He pulls back his hood, revealing a ghoulish skull from which hang shreds of skin and muscle. His eyes are burning red orbs.

The room falls silent except for some hushed whispers. "A Wight! One of the Barrow-Wight's administrators!"

He looks about for a moment, then his gaze settles upon Aragorn2002 and the Witch King. He smiles companionably (or thinks he does for he has no lips to speak of). Then he speaks with a hiss.

"Welcome to the Barrow-Downs and the Green Dragon Inn, Aragorn2002 and the Witch King. Here you may introduce yourself and your characters to others and seek out an adventure to join or tell a tale if you wish. But this is not the place to engage in conversations, especially with posts made up only of a line or two. For that you may use PMs or our chatroom (linked to our splash page at www.barrowdowns.com). And here are some of our rules. The rest are posted in the Redbook of Westmarch..."

2. Write in complete sentences and in paragraph form. Each post that you make should be at least two paragraphs in length with each paragraph made up of at least two sentences (there are times when a one-line post is appropriate but this should be rare). Separate the paragraphs with a space. This makes your posts easier to read and more enjoyable for everyone. When a character speaks, his or her words should go between quotation marks.

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8. Listen to the moderators. They are trying to help.

He voice rose to a screech until the glasses shook and clinked on their trays. "Enjoy yourselves but keep the Rules in mind lest I or another moderator return to haunt you for the rest of your days!"

With that, he swept out of the room. Some of the customers noted that his bony feet did not touch the ground. "A bit theatrical, don't you think?" commented Piosennial sardonically.

[ December 19, 2002: Message edited by: Mithadan ]