Arrr a final party!
Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2025 8:24 pm
ARRR, YE SCURVY DOGS! LISTEN ‘ERE!
This be one of the many Cap’n with Pitates of Rlyeh Charolette LinLin speakin’, and I’ve got one last call fer every seadog, siren, judgey angels, and salt-soaked soul who ever danced with danger on the high seas…
THE FINAL B5 EXHALE BLOWOUT EXTAVAGANZA be upon us!
Join us, the Pirates of R’lyeh, before we vanish into the misty veil o' legend!
What’s in store, ye ask?
LOOT beyond reason!
Coins, cursed items, and a Kraken’s ransom in rum!
BOTTOMLESS BARRELS OF GROG! Strong enough to make Davy Jones himself dance a jig!
SEA SHANTIES The louder the song the harder we drink!
DUELS A stab in the back now and then is just part if the game.
A FINAL TOAST TO B5!
WHEN: July 31 - Breath end
WHERE: Aboard the Black Freighter 36,26 Cordillera, free entry to all.
DRESS CODE: Pirate chic, maid attire, or bikini is preferred. But we don't plan to be sober enough to endorse this.
All who sail with us will be remembered in infamy... or not at all.
So hoist yer flag, grab yer mug, and join us...or be left behind in the land o’ the bland, where the grog is weak and the stories never begin.
Long live the crew!
This be one of the many Cap’n with Pitates of Rlyeh Charolette LinLin speakin’, and I’ve got one last call fer every seadog, siren, judgey angels, and salt-soaked soul who ever danced with danger on the high seas…
THE FINAL B5 EXHALE BLOWOUT EXTAVAGANZA be upon us!
Join us, the Pirates of R’lyeh, before we vanish into the misty veil o' legend!
What’s in store, ye ask?
LOOT beyond reason!
Coins, cursed items, and a Kraken’s ransom in rum!
BOTTOMLESS BARRELS OF GROG! Strong enough to make Davy Jones himself dance a jig!
SEA SHANTIES The louder the song the harder we drink!
DUELS A stab in the back now and then is just part if the game.
A FINAL TOAST TO B5!
WHEN: July 31 - Breath end
WHERE: Aboard the Black Freighter 36,26 Cordillera, free entry to all.
DRESS CODE: Pirate chic, maid attire, or bikini is preferred. But we don't plan to be sober enough to endorse this.
All who sail with us will be remembered in infamy... or not at all.
So hoist yer flag, grab yer mug, and join us...or be left behind in the land o’ the bland, where the grog is weak and the stories never begin.
Long live the crew!