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Everdark MUDmeet '96
Oct 5, 1997

They came from outer space...


Valaknar the Mean and Nasty® Van Driver. Provided transportation to the camp site for some people in the northeast US and Canada.

Arachan, tallman of Pain. Ask him about Cyb's castle sometime...

Ember. What to say about her...well, I offered myself to her wearing a collar and leash once, in exchange for gossip. [I like gossip.]

Kiera the Fiery Wizardess, lost legacy of the Firestorm family (sort of). Really neat lady. [Though don't let it get out... she's got a rep to maintain.]

Nameless Solforge du Kirstine Yep. That's me. Frightening, isn't it?

Macros the Black (really). Yes, all at camp were witness to the glory that is...the magic pants.

Blonde, Brunette, and Redhead. A pity there wasn't a ravenhair to complete this set of beauties. The brunette is Mantis, head Celtic lass of Finsceal Iarann. The blonde is a friend of Zorra's, Carrie, who decided to tag along for... fun. Alas, Firehair asked me not to reveal her idendity...most likely to avoid the plague of worshippers that would result.

Zorra, Priestess of Love. Co-hostess of the extravaganza of half-rain, half-shine, all alcohol.

Shadowblade, Lord of DAY-uth The other person hosting this...thing, and one person you should never let MUD while drunk. (Heh heh.)

Caliel, Wizard of...something. I stole his shirt. Actually, it just sort of appeared in my luggage when I was unpacking after getting home. It's a nifty shirt, though, and he's too far away to get it back!

Javea, Master of Ferrets. He has a real, honest to god Ferret. It's named Ash. It's cute. But kinda fidgety.

Hey, where's Windy? Well, somebody had to take the picture, and it was his camera. Duh.

Other people in the picture I have absolutely nothing to say about: Indigo Montague, Storm Stud Static, Sambina, Transcend, Dusk, Johnnyfive.

Disembodied Hands!
A pointless little game, otherwise known as "Spot the Thing". You find all the disembodied hands (hint: they point here), and mail me telling me how many and who they belong to. You won't get a prize, but you'll get a really warm feeling inside knowing you did something special in the interests of wasting time.


©1999 M. Henry. All rights reserved, etc.
Photo by Scott Karsokas