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  1. TIME

    1. What Time is it?   (2,597 visits to this link)

  2. The Tavern of the Quill

    1. THE NURSERY

      Here one can find seeds and saplings to care for and grow, as well as a safe haven for those orphans one may find that they are unable to grow, or look after, themselves.

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    2. Cabaret Room

      Here one can have a drink and idly chitchat with a friend. (Where do I put this?)

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    3. Assembly Room

      In this room Bards throughout the lands gather to tell their tales and anecdotes. (Stories)

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    4. Banquet Room

      Poems, songs, and line-by-line creativity (Poems)

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    5. Conservatory

      For threads that seem to take on a life of their own and interrupt perfectly good drinking in the Cabaret Room. (RPed Stories, Plays and other scripts)

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    6. Recruiter's Office

      Off to the side of the Tavern is a large office that the Elder of Initiates keeps for prospective members to come and apply. (Applications)

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  3. The Manor of Tongues

    1. The Café

      This is where all manner of language-related discussions and inquiries are welcome.

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    2. The European Classics

      This is where poems, stories and even RP in any of the following tongues will be posted: French, Spanish, German, Italian, Portugese, Russian, Finnish, Dutch and Swedish.

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  4. The Walls of the Pen

    1. News

      We post the news here, but everyone is welcome to reply to posts.

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    2. The Codex and Lists

      Here are the guidelines and purpose statements of the Pen as well as membership lists, historical lists and listed items of interest.

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    3. Frequently Asked Questions

      An explanation of where things go

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    4. The Piazza of Portraits

      This is where you can read up on other people's characters, or describe your own. And if you format it correctly, we can all use the search tool to quickly find what we need to know.

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    6. Library

      Here all writers are welcomed to archive their works that were written over the ages of Terra. (Works not created on this forum.)

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    • When the morning comes, I will arise; And treat the dawnlight as a prize. It is an act, there to disguise; the drab reality of lies, where no one even really tries to find the Truth or win the Prize Where everything's a smaller size while the prices yet more quickly rise. And responsibly for for anything They still denie.  Or shift the blame with threadbare lies  that only work because no one tries  to find the Truth that is the Prize. ***************************************   Next Line: The Candle Flames Cast Shadows Here.
    • Dancing in the shadow of a rainbow To a tune carried upon an echo of the breeze She wove a story of love and longing With every move Every step Each Perfect Gesture. I cannot say if it were a dream I dreamnt As I stood transfixed by her beauty Frozen, I caught my breath She stopped For a moment An instant We saw Eachother And she was gone I danced in the shadow of a rainbow To a tune carried upon an echo of the breeze Alone Imperfect   NEXT LINE: When the morning comes
    • My love is sweet as stolen fruit, as gentle as the night. My love for you is pure and clear, it burns strong and bright. Not all the treasures of the land, nor wealth beneath the sea, can ever buy the happiness your love has brought to me. 💓
    • The loudest color a blind man has ever touched   Fainter than wind blown faire dust. Across the years, Across the miles The memory of it still brings a smile. And I linger for awhile.     Next line. Dancing in the shadow of a rainbow 
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