*A slow fog seeps out from under the flap as it is opened and Ireond strides out*

Greetings to all, and a Fine Fall Harvest to you!

 

  *sets up a large bonfire and sets out an apple bobbing tank, a fine table of foods, and kegs upon kegs of fine liquid refreshments*

 

*sets up the band to start playing and pushes some people together to dance*

 

I hope this last year has been good to you, and that as the year turns, we will continue to have fun here.

 

 

 

 

*bobs for a apple*

*Is distracted by the bobbing*  :o :D

Aren't we all distracted *grins*

*starts cleaning up his mess*