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This is Lla Dafern, or, as the Saxon invaders call it, The Pub. It is one of many places where the members of Ill Bethisad enjoy meeting each other informally. It is the place where opinions can be exchanged and questions can be asked concerning Ill Bethisad in general or about topics that do not fit in the Talk compartment of individual wiki pages. It is also the place where technical questions can be asked to the moderators of this wiki.
THE MENU: Our chef, whose nationality for reasons of security will remain undisclosed, offers you a broad assortiment of Helvetian and other specialties, such as Montreiano Sea Elephant steaks with rended blubber, or if you prefer a side of Pacific white sided dolphin babyback ribs. He will be more than happy to give you a demonstration of his culinary talents. Just keep your health insurance card ready! And if you aren't particularly hungry today, he will also happily treat you on a rosy-scented Jervan Muscatel, a cool Dumnonian cider, a warm Irish or a cold Batavian beer, or, if you are amongst the more daring, a true Venedic jekwiała. For those who appreciate fine wines we carry the rich red wines of Bordeaux and les Ozarques, Brandy or Montignac, and bin ruper from Hostreht in Xliponia. For the discerning, a good 1984 vintage Arvorec anaf aval is recommended as an apéritif. Especially for minors and teetotallers we also serve Coke, orange juice, goat milk, Italian Limonata, and Neofrancian Spruce beer. If you prefer a more active pursuit to accompany your imbibition, there's a rousing game of puir-man whummlin going on out back. There's even an occasional pickup match of hibercrosse. Cheerio!
WARNING: Please don't pay attention to the smoke, the noise and the mess. Watch your steps and don't break your neck over cables, books, broken chairs, empty beer cans, leftovers of cigarettes and snacks...our bus boys get to it when they can...
DISCLAIMERS: The management is not responsible for physical or mental damage inflicted upon our guests, especially when it is caused by the food, by the BioCola, by the regular rioting here, or by any other kind of misbehaviour on anyone's part.
Any similarity to what the Wikipedians call The Village Pump is not entirely coincidental.
NOTA BENE: You can sign your messages by typing ~~~ for just your name and ~~~~ for your name + timestamp.
I have made a somewhat bold move and archived the rather long page (which can be found here. I'll save it as 2010-2015.
If you think this move is unwise, feel free to reverse it, but I thought a new Lla Dafern would be good for a new generation.
With all respect Celeste Lavender 08:44, 17 December 2015 (PST)
And I made a mistake. Could someone please delete Talk:Lla Dafern/Archive 19 please? I'm sorry for the mess, I truly am. Celeste Lavender 08:47, 17 December 2015 (PST)
I now just realised that what I did wasn't the right way to archive it.
I deeply apologise for this whole thing. I only wanted to help, and I ended up making a big mess...
With deepest apologises Celeste Lavender 08:56, 17 December 2015 (PST)
- Meh, apologies are not needed. All is forgiven, and easily sorted. :) BoArthur 14:06, 30 June 2016 (PDT)
Ladies and Gents,
This group has been a bright point in my life, and I count myself blessèd to know you, each and every one. Thank you, for letting your nerddom out to play, and helping me to find myself a home among such delightsome folk! BoArthur 14:07, 30 June 2016 (PDT)