This evening (04-21-18) at 4:00 PM PST one can find an ogre in the tradeskill area of New Halas (Frostfang sea) Seems he may need a wee bit of help with a project. As always subject to change without notice due to real life and other creatures of the night.
Hello Adventurers! Do you have time to save a Ratonga from certain death? Stop by Steamfont Mountains today, Tuesday 4/24/18 around 5pm PT to see how you can lend a hand! Note : All times shown are in PDT. Please also remember that the actors for these events are players just like you who volunteer their time in the Guide Program and events may be delayed or cancelled without notice.
Friday, 4/27/2018 (tomorrow) around 4 PM PT, head on over to the Enchanted Lands. A member of the Loresinger Family will need your help. Subject to things that go bump in the night, assorted hamsters, and an Epic Boss called "Real Life" that may interfere at any time. Please remember that the Guides are players just like yourselves that volunteer their time.
You are invited to join us for storytime Monday 04-30-18 at 4:00 PM PST. We will be at the Lighthouse in Antonica. Two and there is a chance three stories will be told, two Little Red Riding Gnome and maybe one on how Mr Dark Elf obtained a large pink fluffy bunny for his minion. As always subject to change without notice due to real life and other creatures of the night.
Norika's story on 25 April: "Buckle your seat belt indeed," she snorted. "As if I even knew what a seat belt is!" She looked at the little gnome sitting beside her, hanging on for dear life. "I nev.. .nev... never said any .. thing... about ... WATCH OUT!!!!!" The gnome's teeth rattled around as he chattered out the warning. The young woman simply guided her horse skillfully around the boulder and kept at the same speed. The gnome gasped as his tinkering kit went sailing off to the left. Some fireworks exploded to the rear. "Slow... slow... down!" The young woman shook her head no. She urged the horse, "Faster, darling, you can do it!" One of the dwarf guards winced and rubbed the knot on his noggin. "Och, lads, lookit what hit me 'ead!" "Aye, wimbly, yer all soft in't noggin, every dawrf kens that!" The other guard wobbles, imitating a wimbly wobbly walk. Wimbly slapped the other dwarf on the shoulder, "Am not!" Wimbly knelt and examined the kit. "Oh aye, jist as Ah thought... tis a gnome's kit. Ah want nuttin' ta do wit' it." Wimbly walked off, wobbling just a bit from the hard knock on the noggin. His fellow guard looked after the fleeing wagon with the lovely damsel and funny looking wee gnome on it. "Ah wunners whut they wuz up to," he said thoughfully. Astrid urged her horse onward. Little did she know her horse was a secret being. "Starlight, come on, sweetheart, you can do it!" Starlight just whinnied, and put on a little more speed. Tonx bounced, jounced, and rattled on the seat of the wagon. "I wish... I'd nev ... nev... never signed up ... with you!" "Oh, hush, Tonx." Astrid grinned. "The payout will be huge!" Astrid thought back to just this morning. She hadn't planned the Great Fireworks Heist to go quite this well! Tonx had been working at a special clockwork wagon... Starlight had been racing around building her stamina and speed.... Astrid had been *cough* flirting with the festival workers, getting in their good graces. The ones she couldn't charm, she plied with Fayberry cake and Jalapeno mint cookies. And when the festival was nearly done for the night, few visitors coming in the dusk.... Tonx had loaded the fireworks into the clockwork wagon, and she had taken the reins. They slipped away under the darkening skies, but unbeknownst to them, they were spotted. ~ ~ The troll guard nudged the fae magician in the neck. "Hey yoos! Yoo see dat?!" The fae magician angrily swiped at the troll guard, "That hurt! Now i'm going to have to go see a healer, for Tunare's sake." The wizard went off grumbling, and the troll stared off into the distance. "Dis troll could sware dis troll saw Dook Fair Inn's ghost. An' a giant keeng. A' a troll keeng. A troll keeng! Dis troll bedduh bow!" And while the fae magician went off muttering about troll nudges and swearing to get even, by Tunare, the troll bowed his head down to the ground. The troll declared to himself he would always drink gnomish spirits on the eves of the festivals, as he saw wonderful sights! And soon the troll was happily snoring. ~ ~ Well, he'd had a little help from Tonx. Tonx had been working on some truly marvelous fireworks. He was getting where he could make semblances of people. Tonx laughed in between his jouncings and bouncings. "Hey Astrid! Did... you *giggle* see the troll ... bow!? I'm telling ... tell.. tellling you, my ... my my Tonx Tonic with m....n.m..m. .m.m... Oh for crying out loud!" Tonx wailed as he lost his grip and went sailing off the wagon seat. "Come back here!" "Whoa up, Starlight," Astrid said, leaping off the wagon. She rain back to Tonx as Starlight obediently stood stock still. "Tonx, are you okay?" Astrid asked, her voice full of concern. Tonx stood up, "Sheesh, what? You think a little fall like that would hurt me? Otherwise, the first backfire would do us in, ya know. We gnomes are tougher than that!" "Fine, climb back on, then, Mr. "I can survive anything." Astrid smiled a fond smile as Tonx climbed back on. They had known each other since childhood, when they found each other playing tricks on the festival workers. They had cooked up a huge plan then and vowed to carry out the great fireworks heist when they turned 21. "Gee yup, Starlight, time to make delivery!" Astrid stopped Starlight at the edge of the cliff. Tonx said, "Oh fiddlesticks. I forgot about this part. I forgot we were going to have to get up into Gnomeland Security." Astrid smiled, "I got it covered, don't worry!" She leaned backwards and poked a bundle laying in the floor of the wagon. "Hey, Carol, Popp, and Rocks, it's time. Wakey wakey.... time to smell the bakey." Carol sat up, groaning... "You could have driven just a bt slower...I'm covered with balck and blue bruises." Popp and Rocks grinned. They didn't have any trouble, being Arasai, they could stay aloft and not get bruised. Carol asked, "You're sure the payoff is enough?" Astrid nodded. "Yep, there's a wizard up there, and some halflings, and it's a big birthday party. And it's our party too! We're all 21!!!!" She leaned forward, "Okay, Starlight, do your thing!" -- Part 2 -- Starlight whinnied softly and unfurled her magic. Sparkles... soft winds... and Starlight rose and rose. The wagon dangled slightly. But nothing fell out. She was simply lifted high by magic! Rose petals drifted from the magic -- a heavenly scent drifted around. A faint song could be heard. It spoke of beings long ago, and of power unknown in the modern age. When Starlight's feet touched the ground at the entrance to Gnomeland Security, the magic started to fade. The five friends looked around, bemused. What just happened, they wondered... they were up the cliff, but how had that happened? Carol bent down and picked up a rose petal, "What is this doing here?" Starlight just nosed her and nickered softly. Astrid only knew her horse was magical, but never having witnessed it, didn't know exactly what happened. Then - The gnomes, the humans, the fae, the arasai... all the friends and family of the Five Friends came pouring toward them. They were much loved by their friends and family and were escorted to the pavilion. While friends and family put the last minute touches.... cogs and gears, gold and steam and all sorts of colors.... and lots of streamers.... and the halflings were putting the final touches on the feasting table... And a special dispensation was given; races not normally seen in Gnomeland Security were there... Astrid and Tonx worked hard with Carol, Popp and Rocks to pull together the finale. Soon, a flurry of fireworks announced the big event. Everyone sat down right where they were. Every face turned up to the dark night. The Council of Daves each high-fived each other. Davis the Mayor banged his gavel down on the floor of the pavilion, the signal for the big event to start. The Duke of Ferrin made his appearance. Tonx's semblance, made with fireworks! He had worked hard at learning how to make semblances of famous beings. There was Innoruk... which made some people scream and cower. There was Prexis, who smiled down at everyone. Everyone clapped and hollered when the Marr's showed up. A prismatic dragon swooped and swirled among the partygoers, sprinkling sparks. Little children cried gleefully, "Kerafym! Keafym!" Their parents pointed to a dragon shyly peeking over the hill, "There's lady Vox, children!" And Nagafen swooped down. The partygoers all ducked again - it looked like they would be chomped in the dragon's jaws. Then .... Nothing. Popp and Rocks started a fantastic drum roll between them. Carol stepped onto the pavilion. She grandly gestured, "Ladies and Gentlemen, children of all ages!" Tonx and Astrid strode onto the pavilion. "For your great pleasure tonight, I present to you, ASTRID and TONX!" Astrid and Tonx bowed. They were heartily clapped for, cheered, and feted the rest of the night. As Astrid said goodnight to her friends, she proclaimed, "Best birthday ever!" ------ This story is available on Antonia Bayle if you send in-game mail or a tell to Brin, or on Maj'Dul if you do the same to Cattin. There are 3 versions available: the story, the story with audience participation, or the complete, uncut, full of funny version. Cey, I marked where I split the story as it took 2 notebooks. Let me know if you would like me to send you a copy Edit to add: I titled it "Buckle Your Seat Belt" -
Hello Adventurers! Do you enjoy the sea? How about pirates? Stop by Thundering Steppes on Wednesday, May 2 around 3pm PT to hear a legendary tale! Note : All times shown are in PDT. Please also remember that the actors for these events are players just like you who volunteer their time in the Guide Program and events may be delayed or cancelled without notice.
Greetings fellow Norrathians! Do you love questing? I do hope so! How does a Quest-A-Thon sound? Below are pertinent details. If you notice, the date for all the quests listed here is Sunday, May 6th. * It seems that bandits have struck again, and left a poor soul scared and traumatized in the Loping Plains. Should you wish to help, meet with them on Sunday, May 6, 2018 around 12:00pm PT (noon). * An Ogre wanting to make a name for themselves has found that they have stiff competition in the business they have chosen. They are hoping that the citizens of Norrath could help them out. You can find them on Sunday, May 6, 2018 in Frostfang Sea around 1:00pm PT. * An Arasai with a knack for making sources of light from some......interesting things.....is looking for some adventurers to help them with an experiment. If you are interested in giving them a hand you can meet them in Darklight Wood on Sunday, May 6, 2018 around 2:00pm PT. * A Dwarf with a passion for all things ale, and of course a good conversation...will be in Antonica on Sunday, May 6, 2018. He is hoping for a little help with a collection....of sorts. Should you wish to stop by he will be there around 3:00pm PT. * Ahh love...such a beautiful thing! One Fae believes that they have found just that! In preparing for the most perfect date they have forgotten something. With time running out they sure could use a helping hand. If you'd like to lend your aid, meet with them on Sunday, May 6, 2018 around 4:00pm PT in Greater Faydark. * An Erudite with a love for books has heard some very dreadful news in her journeys throughout Norrath. So dreadful in fact that they are quite upset. Should you wish to hear this dreadful tale, and to perhaps lend your aid, meet with them around 5:00pm PT on Sunday, May 6, 2018 in The Village of Shin (Isle of Mara). (With apologies to Guide Kaithren! - I loved your advertising of the Quest-A-Thon on Halls of Fate so much. /hug) All times are approximate. All events are intended to be run, subject to hamsters, RL happenings, and other things that go bump in the night, over which your friendly neighborhood Guide has no control. Events may be delayed or canceled and every effort will be made to inform you of this. Please remember that the actors in these events are players like you and volunteer their time in the Guide Program.
Sorry for the delay but here are two of the stories I told the other day. Little Red Riding Gnome and the baby dragon part 2 Now as you may know or may not know Little Red Riding Gnome had recently made the acquaintance of four baby dragons, Blue-talon, Shadow, Fiona and Tarragon along with their great-grannie dragon the Lady Vox. Now some time had passed but not without the four babies pestering their grannie to allow another visit with Little Red. Finally to get some peace she said she would inquire to see if Little Red was able to host four baby dragons. So one sunny morning there was a knock on Little Red's front door, to her surprise there hung in mid air a scroll. She looked around carefully before touching it. One always had to be careful you know. Again to her surprise the voice of Lady Vox came from the scroll once she touched it. “Lady Gnome, my grand dragons desire a visit if you are agreeable please tear the corner of the scroll, if this is not a good time please ignore the scroll. I will know either way. Little Red tore a corner of the scroll, she would be delighted to see the four babies again and this time her neighbors were home to meet them. A cloud of smoke along with some lighting and thunder appeared. From the smoke came four most delighted baby dragons who dance around Little Red. “We is come to visit you miz gnome. We can stay all day long.” Now Mr Troll, Mr Ogre and Mr Dark Elf heard the noise and thought perhaps an attack was taking place and who could blame them,coming out onto their porches they were greeted by the sight of Little Red surrounded by four happy dancing baby dragons. Little Red called to them “Come and meet them, the blue one is Blue-talon, the pink one Fiona, the green one Tarragon and the black one Shadow.” “Babies these are my neighbors, Mr Troll, Mr Ogre and Mr Dark Elf. Oh and the large pink bunny beside Mr Dark Elf is his minion Fluffy.” Mr. Troll and Mr Ogre were delighted to meet the dragons, Mr Dark Elf? Well who knows what he was thinking but if one looked very very closely there was a tiny smile upon his face. Now the one who was most delighted was Fluffy. The day was spent playing game, Fluffy and the dragons played fetch and hide and seek. Mr Troll and Mr Ogre had mock battles with the babies and to everyone's surprise Fiona made friends with Mr Dark Elf who was not sure what to do with a pink baby dragon who climbed into his lap every time he sat down. “We is hungry Miz Gnome, can we eat soon?” Blue-talon asked. Everyone joined in “Yes Miz Gnome we is all hungry” Little Red laughed at the sight of Mr Troll, Mr Ogre and even Mr Dark Elf trying to look as if they were starving. “We shall have a picnic, everyone can bring something” Mr Ogre and Mr Troll brought a kettle of spicy hot veggie stew, Mr Dark Elf had some fruit and Little Red had sandwiches and lemonade. All in all it was a grand feast, everyone ate till they were full and then relaxed on the grass. “My minion” Mr Dark Elf said “Keep watch over us while we rest if you would” One always kept a close eye on your surroundings. Fluffy nodded and took a stand close by. Now while this may have been a peaceful looking day, over in the trees were some not very nice folks. Our villian of the day was a nasty sort. He has spotted those dragons and was going to have them. He noticed Fiona was not sleeping and had wandered a bit. Now he had an idea, he would lure her into his clutches and use her to get the rest. He was sure his plan would go as he intended but he forgot about Fluffy and a certain Lady Dragon who was on her way to collect her grand dragons. Mr Dark Elf was the first to hear the cries of Fiona “Help Help he has gotted me” Mr Dark Elf sprang up which caused Mr Troll, Mr Ogre and Little Red to awaken. Seeing the villian with a nasty looking dagger on Fiona's throat gave them pause “ Let her go” Mr Dark Elf said. Little Red had never heard this tone of voice from him, seems he was quite taken with Fiona and was not about to see her come to harm. Mr Troll and Mr Ogre had their hands on their swords, ready to spring into action. Little Red had some spells ready to go. “ No I think I will hold on to her, in fact I want the rest of those babies” the villain hissed' I think I shall sell them or Oh yes even better I will ransom them to their grannie. That ole dragon should have quite a horde by now and will part with most of it to keep them safe.” Mr Dark Elf growled but then he saw Fluffy motion to be still for behind Fluffy stood Lady Vox listening to this villian. Mr Dark Elf nodded and quitely got the others to glance at Fluffy. The other babies were crouched behind Mr Troll and Mr Ogre for protection. Now our villian had his men start forward to get the other dragons, so sure was he in his plan when he heard a noise behind him. There stood a very large and very angry pink bunny along with one even angrier dragon. Lady Vox spoke in a quite but threating tone. “ I do think all these henchmen need to be else where.” When they did not move she shouted “NOW!” They ran as fast as they could to parts unknown and were never seen again. “Now” she turned her attention to the villian. “ You would harm my grand dragons and their friends?” “Perhaps I am in the mood for roast villain'” Mr Dark Elf spoke “Madam Vox, if I may, This villain is wanted I think by authorities so if I and my minon may we can have him transported to them in a flash.” Now our villian had not spoken since Lady Vox made her apperance. He had let Fiona go one he saw the look on Fluffy and Lady Vox's faces. Now all he was doing was making squeaky sounds. “Good idea Mr Dark Elf. You may do the honors” Lady Vox agreed with the plan. “My minon, please make this person secure so we may send him on his way.” Fluffy did so and just think how surprised the authorities were to have one of their most wanted villians appear in the midst of them along with a note on his recent doings. “Granie they were going to eated us all up” the babies shouted “ We were almost killed to deaded” Lady Vox smiled “ Yes you were but now you are safe and so are your friends. “ Lady Vox looked at the four friends gathered around the babies “ You are now and always dragon friend to us. Grand dragons say good bye to your friends, its time to go home. You have had quite the adventure.” “Thank you for a good day” the babies said “Even if we were almost killed to deaded” The babies gave everyone a hug, even Mr Dark Elf who hid it very very well but had a most tender heart and would not see any harm come to the babies. Much later that evening after everyone had turned in for the night there was a suprise return visitor. Lady Vox had returned to talk to Fluffy. “ Does the dark elf know what kind of power you hold?” she inquired? Does he know what you really are?” Fluffy shook his head “No he took me in when I was cast out. He really is a kind person for all his gruff ways and I shall stay with him forever if possible” Lady Vox nodded “Take care my friend, I shall keep your secret” and with that she was gone. Fluffy stood for a bit longer then returned to Mr Dark Elf's cottage to watch over him and as long as he was able his three friends.
Mr Dark and and his Minion Now as you know or may not know Little Red Riding Gnome lives on the edge of the deep dark forest with her three neighbors, Mr Troll, Mr Ogre and Mr Dark Elf. This story is about Mr Dark Elf and how he obtained his minion. When Mr Dark Elf was but a small dark elf his feet were set on the path of being a magic user. As with all beginning magic users he was started off by reading books on the subject and learning small magics. The day came he and his class mates were looking to, the summoning of their first minion. The teacher explained it would not be a permanent one but simply a practice one. Word were spoken and bats, rats, spiders and a few snakes started to appear. Mr Dark Elf however summoned a butterfly. The teacher told him it was OK, after all this was the first time and Mr Dark Elf was sure to get better at summoning. Well no not really, his next minion was a kitten, then a puppy and a small yellow bird which sang very nicely. Mr Dark Elf was not happy in fact he was about ready to quit magic but his teacher told him to stop summoning and work on the other lessons such as combat, defense etc. Years went by without Mr Dark Elf summoning anything and he became rather good at the other aspects of his craft but Mr Dark Elf still wanted to summon a minion, something that would make up for the past ones, something like a dragon, OK a small dragon but still that would be exciting. Now you may know or may not know there are times when dark elf magic users will leave and find a cave or small cabin far away to practice magic. This give them time to study and learn without interference from anyone. Mr Dark Elf found his cave and set up his tools. Soon, once he had rested he would start his summoning. Slowly and carefully he said the proper words. Over to one side a small bit of dark smoke started to swirl, a few thunders could be heard along with a wee bit of lighting. Mr Dark Elf was pleased, this was going quite well. The smoke grew larger and yes he could see something in it, not fully formed yet but there it was. As the last of the words were spoken the creature stepped forward, Mr Dark Elf saw something he did not expect. It was pink, large and fluffy. It was a bunny and it spoke. “Master master you are my master and I am your minion.” the bunny was bouncing up and down with glee, “ I have a master, I have a master” Mr Dark Elf shook his head, “NO NO NO NO! You are not a dragon,why are you not a dragon? Even a small dragon??” The bunny stared at him, “Dragon? Nope I am a bunny, but I will be a good minion master.” “No go back where you came from, I do not want a, a, a bunny for a minion.” Mr Dark Elf told him in no uncertain terms. Now our bunny started to cry, his head lowered and tears fell from his eyes. Now my dears, Mr Dark Elf would never admit it but he has a very tender heart and the sight of the crying bunny was more that it could stand. He sighed “Alright you may be my minion and I will be your master.” “You must however remain hidden. We will move from this cave and find a nice cottage in the woods. You need a name, Fluffy. Yes Fluffy fits” “Now Fluffy your first task is to pack my belongings while I find a place for us” Mr Dark Elf searched till he found the proper cottage, it was on the edge of the deep dark forest. Which suited Mr Dark Elf nicely. Hopefully any neighbors would not be nosey and leave him alone. “Master can we play fetch? Its my favorite game.” Fluffy inquired. “Fetch? Perhaps, we will see” Mr Dark Elf replied. Now I am sure you know where he moved and his neighbors, Mr Dark Elf did not mind the troll and ogre to much, mind they got noisy with their battles between themselves as for the gnome, well she could be altogether to cheery. No matter how many times he told her to stay off his porch and leave him alone she didn't. As time went by and Mr Dark Elf would never ever admit this to anyone at all he became very fond of Little Red and yes even Mr Ogre and Mr Troll. Now if you ever are in the area and its in the middle of the night you may see a strange sight. A large pink fluffy bunny and a dark elf playing fetch. Both of them quite happy.
I just realized I posted this in the Maj'Dul thread - Norika had told this story on Antonia Bayle I don't think I should double post, though I don't think I say this enough, so: Thank you, guides, for all you do. The quests are entertaining, the stories (and interactions with the audience) are wonderful, and you make life in Norrath that much more fun <3
I have to wonder, after more than a decade, why do you guides restrict in game event announcements to general chat? I know many many people who have general chat turned off permanently because of abusive players like Sudo and Laumissa. There is so much trash talk and inappropriate chat in general. I would think you'd get a better respoonse to guide events using an alternate ingame channel.....just my 2cents.
Hello there and thank you for your input. =) We actually are not restricted to only General Chat and that is not normally the first place an announcement is made. We frequently may announce in other channels, many times based on the what is being run at the time. We also may post ahead of time here on the Maj'Dul Guide Events thread and if you listen closely to the sounds of Norrath, you might even catch a call for help that is much closer than you think! So there are many opportunities to see an announcement of a Guide Event and I hope you are able to catch them when they happen! Happy Adventuring!
I also rarely look at General chat. I really appreciate it when guides are able to use Broadcast, because I get the audible alert that way.
Hello Adventurers! Would you be willing to return that which has been stolen? Come to Commonlands on Tuesday, May 8th around 3pm PT to lend a hand or an entire arm to help a soul in need. Note : All times shown are in PDT. Please also remember that the actors for these events are players just like you who volunteer their time in the Guide Program and events may be delayed or cancelled without notice.
If you are out and about tonight 5/10/18 around 1000 PM PT in Antonica look for a gnome between the North and South Qyenos gates. I'm sure he could illuminate your way. Sorry folks, the Gnome blew himself up, but is getting patched up and will be there at the new time.
Here now I be seeking some brave folks to do a wee task fer me. If ye be interested look fer me at the entrance to Greater Faydark in the Butcherblock Mtns around 4:00 PM PST today.
Greetings Maj'Dul! There are pirates everywhere, with lots of loot and they need your help! Stop by the Isle of Mara, on Sunday 5/13 around 10am PT to see what you can do to help them on their voyage. Note : All times shown are in PDT. Please also remember that the actors for these events are players just like you who volunteer their time in the Guide Program and events may be delayed or cancelled without notice.
Well met Maj'dul, I hear whispers that tomorrow, Wednesday 05/16 around 4PM Pacific Time, there may be a poor tormented Fae requiring assistance in Antonica. Hopefully with your help this Fae can return to their merry ways! Note : All times shown are in PDT. Please also remember that the actors for these events are players just like you who volunteer their time in the Guide Program and events may be delayed or cancelled without notice.
