Imagine the scene around the sofa this morning at the Volcano: there was a Co's birthday yesterday! Scattered around the sofa were crushed up Dorito packets. And cake crumbs everywhere. There were empty bottles of Rum (shhhh, don't tell Kletus). Mead had been spilt everywhere. There was underwear draped over the arm of the sofa, strangely teamed with a pair of stinky old muddy training shoes. Valin's woodworking tools had been left lying about because some bear or another had been making an Advent Calendar for the whole of Firebears!
Can somebody come and help clear this kind of mess up please? As usual, it was probably Bubba's fault.
Last edited by JanPizPan; November 8th, 2017 at 10:49 PM.
Hey new bears! Hurry up and visit us. I'm off at a Bear Academy event which is taking place on the Mountain - but we'll all be back home next week, jumping into the lava pool to get rid of that stinky goat smell.
There are plenty of cool party people around at the Volcano but they might be feeling a little lonely for a few days, while us TH10 warmongers are off learning how to be OP!
All around the volcano it has snowed. It snowed on the Mountain. It snowed round the Cave. It has snowed by the River and around the Thunderdrome though it is fair to say that those Chillbears in their Hammocks on the beach might have got away with it.
But we Firebears, in our lava pools, have stayed roasty and toasty and warm, all snuggled up together with our mead night caps, singing songs of war and joy before we go to our warm sofa to sleep. Sleeping long, as if it were our hibernating season. Which it is.
But we won't hibernate because there are wars to be won, dark elixir to raid and cookies to bake. And most certainly more mead to be drunk. Ho ho ho, come and join us at the Volcano - bring a barrel or two with you.
Loons and hounds and minions are floating around in the sky above the fiery, smokey volcano top. There are plenty other troops too, but right now, we are all getting gems. And more gems. And yet more gems, so those flying troops are very popular. They look amazing!
There are some dragons in the background too, and Fafnir has gone to play with the visiting flying lizards. He is full of joy, diving around, looping the loons and weaving through the minis. He stays well clear of the hounds though, incase they pop, because he really doesn't want to have to take care of all those little pups!
Look at the sights around the volcano! Such beauty and strangeness. Come and see. Join Firebears!
Some of us around the Volcano are feeling a little delicate today, so if you come by, please tap very quietly at the log on the perimeter of our den. Somebody who is feeling virtuous will come to get you, test your baking skills and make sure that nobody is carrying any extra mead, because we don't need that today. No. Nonononono.
On the other hand, if you MUST continue partying right the whole way through January, I'm sure we'll all be feeling a little more raucous as soon as war is declared later on tonight. (Plus we are always up for a party anyway, mead or no mead).
