Finally the winds are favourable enough to hoist the anchor and set sail: Elfia here we come!
Since the spectre of Corona is still haunting the world, we will be well on our guard and set foot on Elfia’s shores with extreme caution. Our barber-surgeon, Hacksaw Henry, has stowed his crates with potions, amulets, peglegs, leeches, protective gear and his hamster, Mr. Celsius who can sniff out a fever from a mile away….well…at least from 5 centimetres.
Anyway, we have missed you all like crazy and are looking forward to see all you scallywags again.
We come protected and even though the revelling will be less lecherous as we’re used to, we’re prepared to party like it’s 1699.
Meanwhile: stay safe and see you all in Arcen!