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Mark your calendars, nerds! Enki Coven just scheduled a rare public event: a Physics of Transfiguration Magic lecture by Professor Marcus Islington. 18 August, 4 p.m., at the MageNet Auditorium, Q&A included, reception to follow. Tickets are free and available for purchase by anyone regardless of coven membership status, but you will need one for entry to the lecture.

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What would you say to taking a vacation?
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[OOC: this post has been edited to remove the cover charge, this is now a free event]

( DINO CAMP WEEKEND )

Hello. I am Spock.

I have familiarized myself with your communications device and message board. Please correct me if message board is an inaccurate descriptor of your communication interface. I am still becoming accustomed to the features and limitations of local technology and wish to be precise.

I have additional queries for the Outlander population should anyone have the expertise and inclination to answer them. For the sake of efficiency I did not wish to take anymore of the DOA's time than necessary.

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Thank you.

Where's Orym of the Air Ashari? He's from Emon (where's that?) and he's dwarf-height or shorter, and he kicked enough ass to be worth 10,0000 gold, apparently.

Not asking because I'm turning him in; do I care about mortal currency? I do NOT. I'm just impressed. That's a lot of theft. There are wanted posters up in the forest for him, which was new. Thought you guys should know that that's a thing now in case someone's looking for him.

Unrelated to all the crime: summer. I'm going to really hone my shirtless basking skills this year. If you need something blessed, wear shades, because the glistening is gonna be real.

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Who: Rogier
What: Rogier sings a promposal song for Sydney
Where: The Barns Friday evening

Rogier was wearing his nicest outfit, which to anyone else's standards was probably a completely bonkers outfit, but Sydney had always seemed amused at his fashion choices and there was no way he was going to do this while wearing jeans or whatever like a barbarian. It was late evening at the Barns; Sydney was finishing up her work day when he began to play his lute, approaching the animal paddock and desperately trying not to step in shit, because that wouldn't be romantic at all.

( And so he began to sing: )

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