The Guild of Necromancy
Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 10:38 pm
I would like to express my personal real life thanks to everyone in the guild, and Smoke wishes to give each of you a warm hug with his frail Necromancer arms.
Kudos to:
-The Doctor, for creating the infrastructure of guild when it was just him and a strange man in black robes. Running around like an insane person at all times making everything work.
-Elan Talwen, who came to us when nobody else would, and loves riddles and pie.
-Iyzebel, always scrubbing our floors and fixing our plumbing. The greatest servant anyone could ask for.
-Annie Ankh, whose fake vampire fangs and excellent vocabulary keep Smoke young.
-Arrinock, our furry friend who is quick to anger and loves back scratches.
-Ta'li, the priestess with the mostess. Lover of humor and parties.
-Thurmore, the reason we no longer have initiation rituals.
-Jitua, whose border witch style is featured in next week's Wharftown Fashion publication.
-Hidou, who smokes cigars to relieve the stress of running the daily operations our quarters and shops and numerous problems.
-To our security forces keeping an ever watchful eye out for paladins: Illia, Madoc, Madi and Brottor. We would all be slaughtered and tossed in a ditch without you.
-Antiquity, whose black robes and style drew Smoke to her like a beacon of darkness on the streets of Cordor.
-Aeriel, whose hands are likely raw and calloused from tirelessly scrubbing away the "unsavory."
-And to our apprentices, Vance, Sanctus, Dreaz, Tutamum, thank you!
Together we are one big happy family in the darkness.
Thank you,
Smoke, The Necromancer of Wharftown.
Kudos to:
-The Doctor, for creating the infrastructure of guild when it was just him and a strange man in black robes. Running around like an insane person at all times making everything work.
-Elan Talwen, who came to us when nobody else would, and loves riddles and pie.
-Iyzebel, always scrubbing our floors and fixing our plumbing. The greatest servant anyone could ask for.
-Annie Ankh, whose fake vampire fangs and excellent vocabulary keep Smoke young.
-Arrinock, our furry friend who is quick to anger and loves back scratches.
-Ta'li, the priestess with the mostess. Lover of humor and parties.
-Thurmore, the reason we no longer have initiation rituals.
-Jitua, whose border witch style is featured in next week's Wharftown Fashion publication.
-Hidou, who smokes cigars to relieve the stress of running the daily operations our quarters and shops and numerous problems.
-To our security forces keeping an ever watchful eye out for paladins: Illia, Madoc, Madi and Brottor. We would all be slaughtered and tossed in a ditch without you.
-Antiquity, whose black robes and style drew Smoke to her like a beacon of darkness on the streets of Cordor.
-Aeriel, whose hands are likely raw and calloused from tirelessly scrubbing away the "unsavory."
-And to our apprentices, Vance, Sanctus, Dreaz, Tutamum, thank you!
Together we are one big happy family in the darkness.
Thank you,
Smoke, The Necromancer of Wharftown.