
"Sadly I do not have a steed to carry us away from this place"
"mmm yes it is a shame about the limit to one's speech in this world, but perhaps if you were to donate at the local temple (12$), this curse could be lifted. Of course this is a very personal discission and if this is not your will, I will more then likely be at this camp tomorrow, or I will return for you my friend"
In times past the Elders of the Village experienced a great many evil spirits entering into the Village. They referred to them as 'spammers', these spammers made life difficult for everyone and so a limit on speech was added so as to appease the good angels to intervene on our behalf. It is a necessary 'evil', but it does us more good than bad.
Do not slumber though, there has been an announcement sent throughout the land via my closest friends, maybe there will yet be friends who will join thee in this quest.
Delyth, thou seemest to be of the nobel variety, thou knowest that there are other means of entertainment too... I understand that there is a great king in a place called, 'Arcade Cove' that has not been dethroned. he likens himself to something called a 'pharaoh', but I know not what is this.
It is good that ye canst propose thy times, in this way all become aware of thy availability and can thus plan accordingly. Keep in mind that ye should become familiar with past adventures to see the down fall of those who were not as wise (threads that start as '[Medieval] .....' are the actual stories). In this way ye may live long and tell about it another day.
I should also inform thee of the feature called, 'tracking topic' which a wise mage left, it enables you to get automatic notification when someone replies in this Camp, thus you do not constantly need to check here physically. Of course one can merely view 'Hot Topics' as well.
"Ye gads, I think I fell asleep for a moment there! Certainly, my mount can bear another rider with me, though slowed we'll be. Allow me to introduce myself properly, I am Jonathan Swift, at thy service. I may not be the handiest blade in battle, but my bow is stout, and I might tend thy wounds after."