If I remember rightly from my Dragon Hall days, the Easter Sauna is held in the High Pool on Cragsmere, on sunday night. If you're not a Dragon Haller, you might need an invitation.
Well, I won't be attending myself, but tell them I sent you, and you should be welcome. I like to think I have something of a legacy at Dragon Hall. Have a good night!
For a sauna you need an invitation, but the most dangerous section of the library, containing books that the mere reading of which could endanger the world, is a perfectly acceptable place to try to break into?
Owen, we weren't expecting to get stuck in the empty library!
Yes, I had a lovely time. Who knew it was possible to turn an entire half-Oympic pool of water into breathable steam! And I thought the 'dragons in the water' decor was clever, even though the illusion was a bit thin in places - the giant seashell couches still felt like the poolside benches with towels laid over them.
As to the hospitality of Dragon Hall, they do have a ton of fun. The Dragon King contest was predictably silly - codpiece art always is. I loved the sea shanty sing-off - gave me a real chance to share some of the songs I picked up in Sesiniana last summer. Some of those Dragon Hall girls know some seriously bawdy songs! The one about the man in the moon even had me blushing!
Our Study Break didn't hold a candle to this. I'm going to have to talk to our House social committee and make them come up with something super for Quiggley Hall. OTOH, the Study Break was open to all. OTOOH, Dragon Hall provided that delicious barbecue. Anyway, thanks for the good word, Reg.
Well, Vicarius Hall doesn't have cool things like Saunas, but we don't call it "The Dungeon" just because it is dark and old... Heh! Our Gothic Parties are stuff of legend.
Sour grapes, Gaylord. And seriously, do you think Dragon Hall houseparents and student staff and social com. and so on are going to serve something suspect to their own Hall and guests?
I suppose that depends on your definition of "suspect". And from the tenor of your response I gather that, hilariously, you really don't know what they served you. I've heard it tastes like chicken with a vague petrochemical aftertaste, what do you think? Those Dragon boys; so wonderfully irreverent.
You forget my Mom worked here all through my early childhood. I'd think you'd know better too, what with the family connection you have, after all. It's clear you've heard some silly rumor that stuck in your head. Who's leaping for conspiracies now?
Oh, I certainly apologize. I didn't realize it was a silly old canard - I took it for gospel truth when my uncle Boaz, a former Dragon himself, told me. I see he was merely toying with a gullible youngster. What a rascal!