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So...what's with all the singing?

I feel like I've walked into that Buffy musical episode.

In the centre of this vast, and yet empty city, there stands a tower of stone. The cracks suggest that it is of a hardy nature, able to withstand severe weather conditions, although the day is mild. The whole structure throbs with an unexplained electricity.

There is a scent of salt in the breeze, there is a beach nearby. It may well be a safe place to swim today, but at night the sharks know no fear, and everything fears them.

Greetings denizens!

On behalf of my people I wish to extend our deepest gratitude at your attendance of our celebration. We value all opportunities to strengthen our bonds with our neighbors and certainly look forward to entertaining again.

As always, I wish to inform you that our halls are open to those who seek shelter from the storm should ever you need or desire it.

With highest regards,
Lord Fingolfin