Now we’re miles from home, far from the safety of dry land – who knows what lurks in the deep? We hear the steady creak of the ship’s hull, the splash of the waves, we see the moonlight reflecting off of the … unblinking eyes at the waterline?

There should be a lighthouse visible in the distance. Why can’t we see it? Are we off course? … Wait… is that singing? It’s strangely compelling …the ship turns in that direction. Fins are circling, there’s a scraping at the hull, something wants in. Yet we follow the music, and the giggling in the dark, as the ship slowly sinks into the depths.

So – still looking for adventure? Dive in with the rest of us! Stave off the creatures beneath, and their hunger… volunteer for a shift at the Gate, Bar or Kitchen, or come to Setup or Cleanup! That unnatural desire to donate via Paypal is quite respectable, or bring coins for the coffers. By bringing a dish to share, perhaps you can sate the appetite of those that dwell below. (Look for the Potluck page later for ideas.)

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Event Head: Scrivener
Exchequer: Prisma
Historian: Psycho
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