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Rohan Announcements
Lhûn Boat Racing is back!! Come claim your boat and race your way around the Gulf of Lhûn- can you prevail against giant sea crabs, unpredictable weather, and the antics of your fellow racers to win the day?! Only seven slots are available for racers, so hurry to the starting line before it's too late! All welcome, including spectators.
Evil is a lifestyle | she/her
You found your nuts, but now it's time to... Protect my Nuts in an exciting, action packed sequel to the Where are my Nuts. When the forest animals gather for a feast to celebrate the end of the year and the successful gathering of their food, things turn grim. It's a survival of the fittest... or the cutest... or the luckiest. Will Skwovet betray Tenebrous? Will Mr Black reign supreme? Will Fwirl come from behind and defeat them all? Will a new challenger pounce from the shadows and steal all the nuts for themselves? The drama! The intrigue! The thrills and chills! Join in now!
Strange Fruit got holes in the flesh but it ain't gonn' spoil cause it never was fresh
On the Rocks might be closed for the season, but something like that could never stop the ChÂoS BrƟs! Join the duo of dumb for an illicit round of everyone’s favorite pub game and get ready for… Hoppit Darts: The Fleegening!
Strange Fruit got holes in the flesh but it ain't gonn' spoil cause it never was fresh
Yule is coming to the Shire and it’s a wonderful time of year! ...That is, until one day when little Nico Boffin disappears.
Hobbit parents have long warned their children that, if they misbehaved, the Krampus would come. Now, it seems, he finally has!
Come one, come all, to evade the terrifying Krampus!
Hobbit parents have long warned their children that, if they misbehaved, the Krampus would come. Now, it seems, he finally has!
Come one, come all, to evade the terrifying Krampus!
she/her | Esta tierra no es mía, soy de la nocheósfera.
Winter Is Come Inn
Feeling hungry or thirsty? Perhaps in need of some fun and company? Got no coin? Well, don't worry, put up a performance - dance, sing, tell a story, what have you, and you get a meal! Whatever the case, come on in and make merry!
(drops in an ad, so Windy can have more work) :DFeeling hungry or thirsty? Perhaps in need of some fun and company? Got no coin? Well, don't worry, put up a performance - dance, sing, tell a story, what have you, and you get a meal! Whatever the case, come on in and make merry!
Thread located here: https://lotrfanaticsplaza.com/forum/vie ... f=13&t=708
Shir. Locke Houmes has officially established his Private Investigator's office at the Hobbit hole of 221, The Bee & Baker's Street in Hobbiton!
If you have a mystery on your hands or need the sleuthing of an expert detective, contact him today.
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Ever wondered what would you ask of Lady Galadriel if you had the chance? Of course you did , and now you have a chance! Come one, come all to The Gifts Of Galadrihell [å new game!] run by the Magnificent Lady Galadri(h)ell.
Ever wondered what would you ask of Lady Galadriel if you had the chance? Of course you did , and now you have a chance! Come one, come all to The Gifts Of Galadrihell [å new game!] run by the Magnificent Lady Galadri(h)ell.
She/her.
Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant
Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant
Want to try your hand at cooking a delightful (and potentially disgusting) dish in the Black Lands? Head on over to the MORDOR COOKING COMPETITION and prepare to cook. Or maybe be cooked …
MORDOR COOKING COMPETITION
"The sun is low and the storm clouds are nigh; come along ye jaded, long lost travelers and rest your weary heads. Listen to the tales of far away lands, revel in tales of heroes and villains, while away the hours by the fire and hear tales of romance and betrayal, of rendered hearts and skewered foes. Rest your tired bones a while, then, dear traveler, spins us a tale of your own glory and renown."
Take a trip back in time and visit the paradises of Ossiriand in The Seven Rivers of Ossiriand
Journey to the vast and unknown lands of the East in The Far Lands of Rhûn
Strange Fruit got holes in the flesh but it ain't gonn' spoil cause it never was fresh
^ Clicky ^
The Dumpster Dive
It's a "lovely day" and you are presumably a raccoon, because you're in Fangorn, and you have stumbled upon a vast and reeking dumpster! Tres exciting! Who knows what treasures may lurk within?! Some may have value, some may not. I (well Sil) invite(s) you to plunge into the noisome depths and see what you can retrieve…
She/her.
Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant
Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant
Evil is a lifestyle | she/her
Come join the new RPG!
Minions, slaves and rescuers will be needed! Post as whomever you want and with as many characters as you want!
Minions, slaves and rescuers will be needed! Post as whomever you want and with as many characters as you want!
Adab Gelir - Winter Waning
It's a new day in Adab Gelir, the coziest pub in Imladris! Winter is waning, but it's not done with all it's tricks yet- it's a cold night outside in the valley, but Gelir is warm, the drinks are strong, and the company sure to please. All are welcome, whether you're a lifelong resident of Rivendell, or a traveler passing through!
Evil is a lifestyle | she/her
Chase the Chickens!!!
A game in the Shire where you get to chase chickens to your heart’s content, which is what I presume you always wanted.
Warning: may contain geese
cave anserem
There's Dragon Smoke Afoot
As a steady hum ruminates about the Mark, a short, stout fellow comes stumbling in through the west gate. He is definitely not Rohirric, and yet, despite coming from the west of the Entwash, most certainly not a Dunlander either.
Local Rohirrim watch the stranger gamboling in apparent desperation, across a freshly ploughed field. As he approaches, and they gradually realise this is not only not a Rohirrim, nor a Dunlander, but seemingly not of any strictly "man" race, being far too short for his obvious age, and carrying as much curly black hair upon the tops of his bare feet as upon his head.
"Drag... Drag..." the Hobbit pants, as he comes to a stop, "Dragon... Smoke." And collapses upon the field.
In his pocket is found a note; "Dear stranger, you, or perhaps one or two of your fellow countrymen, (if your would care to suggest any), are cordially invited to an RPG in The Shire, home of this poor exhausted hobbit sent league upon league to enlist the help of any who would be interested.
"Should your interest, only that of your aforementioned countrymen, happen to have been piqued, kindly travel, at you soonest convenience, to The Green Dragon, c/o the thread - "The Farthings and Beyond - Shire Free RP." There, agreements and handshakes may be made with one Periantar, hobbit, adventurer and all round nice guy.
"Yours sincerely, in presumption of your acceptance and due pleasure,
"Periantar, Esq."
As a steady hum ruminates about the Mark, a short, stout fellow comes stumbling in through the west gate. He is definitely not Rohirric, and yet, despite coming from the west of the Entwash, most certainly not a Dunlander either.
Local Rohirrim watch the stranger gamboling in apparent desperation, across a freshly ploughed field. As he approaches, and they gradually realise this is not only not a Rohirrim, nor a Dunlander, but seemingly not of any strictly "man" race, being far too short for his obvious age, and carrying as much curly black hair upon the tops of his bare feet as upon his head.
"Drag... Drag..." the Hobbit pants, as he comes to a stop, "Dragon... Smoke." And collapses upon the field.
In his pocket is found a note; "Dear stranger, you, or perhaps one or two of your fellow countrymen, (if your would care to suggest any), are cordially invited to an RPG in The Shire, home of this poor exhausted hobbit sent league upon league to enlist the help of any who would be interested.
"Should your interest, only that of your aforementioned countrymen, happen to have been piqued, kindly travel, at you soonest convenience, to The Green Dragon, c/o the thread - "The Farthings and Beyond - Shire Free RP." There, agreements and handshakes may be made with one Periantar, hobbit, adventurer and all round nice guy.
"Yours sincerely, in presumption of your acceptance and due pleasure,
"Periantar, Esq."
Periantar:
I am a multi facited hobbit, for I am a gardener;
a leader, hobbit second regiment of the HDS;
and fireworks meister of TISAPA.
I am a multi facited hobbit, for I am a gardener;
a leader, hobbit second regiment of the HDS;
and fireworks meister of TISAPA.