Guild Updates
May 30, 2026 - A Notice from the Keeper of the Veil
To All Members of the Norrath Secret Society, Antonia Bayle
Hear this well, for the hour approaches.
This Wednesday evening, the Society rides to finish what we began. The Deception quest moves toward its end, and that end bears a name known to all who have walked the roads of Norrath long enough to speak it with proper gravity. Darathar. The deceiver. The instrument of the Ring of Scale. He awaits us in Darathar's Flight, and we intend to answer that summons with the full weight of our assembled force.
To enter Darathar's Flight, one member must hold the five arcane rings required to access the instance. Lord Nagafen provided one. The remaining four must be recovered by your own hand before the raid assembles. If you have kept pace with the questline, you should stand now at the step where those four rings must be claimed. Three of them fall within raid zones, and the Society will attend to those together on Wednesday night.
The fourth, however, does not.
The ring held within Deathfist Citadel requires entry into the Deathfist Citadel: Assault instance, a heroic zone entered through the sewer passage. This is group content, not raid content, and we will not break formation on Wednesday evening to see it done. The task is yours to complete before our forces gather. It is no great undertaking. Allow yourself a quarter to half an hour, bring a capable company, and it will be finished. If you require aid in assembling that company, speak up now, in guild chat or on the Discord. There are hands enough among us to see it done well in advance.
Come Wednesday night prepared. Come with your rings in hand and your quest advanced to the proper step. The Society does not intend to leave Darathar standing.
Seek. Discover. Endure.
Mordven Nocturnis, Lorekeeper of the Veil, Norrath Secret Society, Antonia Bayle
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A Record Set Down by the Lorekeeper of the Veil, May 25, 2026
To All Members of the Norrath Secret Society, Antonia Bayle
I take up the quill on this day not without a measure of weight, for those who consult their reckoning of years will find that this twenty-fifth day of May marks the twentieth anniversary of the Society's founding upon Antonia Bayle. Twenty years. I have spent no small portion of my life within these halls, and still the number gives me pause. That we endure, that the fire has not guttered, that so many familiar faces have returned to the circle and brought new ones with them, is a thing worth setting into the record before all else. Let it stand there, acknowledged with the gravity it has earned.
Now, to the matters the Keeper of the Veil has charged me to convey.
On the Gathering Past
The recent assembly of our raid force was, by the Keeper's own account, a welcome one. Merlo was glad to see the line restored, the old company renewed, and new members standing among them with purpose. Those who carry thoughts on how our assembled force might be improved are encouraged to bring them forward. The Keeper of the Veil receives such counsel gladly. She asks only that it be offered in the proper season, well before the hour of assembly and never in the breathless moments preceding the march, and never during it. Deliberation belongs to the hours of preparation. The raid hour belongs to action alone.
On the Matter of Recruitment
It is the Keeper of the Veil's declared intention that recruitment shall not cease. Merlo has made her thinking plain on this, and I record it faithfully: the world beyond these lands makes demands upon even the most devoted of souls, and companions are sometimes drawn away without warning. Most return in time. But if this fellowship is to sustain what has been relit and press forward through the trials ahead, new members must continue to flow through our doors. This is not a preference. It is a condition of our continued progress. To that end, Merlo asks that any member who feels the calling to serve as Guild Recruiter make themselves known to her. The work is among the most vital the Society can ask of its own, and the right soul for it would be a gift to this order.
On the Hour of Assembly
Following deliberation among the membership, twenty-one voices having cast their preference, the weekly raid gathering shall be held on Wednesdays. Those dwelling in the eastern reaches shall assemble at the eighth hour of the evening. Those in the central lands, the seventh. Those in the mountain territories, the sixth. Those in the western reaches, the fifth. The Keeper acknowledges that the western hour is not an easy burden, and she does not dismiss it. Those who cannot arrive at the opening bell are welcome to join the march as it moves forward. The order will zone in on time and begin without delay. Latecomers are not turned away. They join the battle already in motion.
On the Possibility of a Second Raid Night
The Keeper of the Veil has put a question before the membership, and she has asked me to set it down clearly so that all may reflect upon it before voices are raised in answer. Once the primary force advances to the sixtieth tier of progression, Merlo proposes the establishment of a second gathering on Thursdays, Thursday having earned the second-highest count of preference in the recent poll. Under this arrangement, the primary force would press through the sixtieth tier on Wednesdays, while a secondary force worked through the fiftieth tier on Thursdays. Each force would advance in kind, one tier behind the other, for as long as the approach proves tenable. No member would be required to attend either night beyond their own choosing. This is an offering of expanded opportunity, not a mandate of obligation. It would also allow the Society to recruit across two tiers simultaneously, giving those who newly enter our halls two different points of entry into the progression. Should any member wish to take up the mantle of raid leadership on that second night, Merlo would welcome such a soul warmly. Make your interest known to her.
On the Matter of Calling and Craft
I have heard the Keeper speak on this subject more than once, and her counsel has not shifted, nor do I expect it to. When the question is asked of what callings best serve the assembled force, Merlo's answer is always the same: Healers. Bards. Enchanters. The damage brought to bear by our Wednesday force was more than sufficient to clear every obstacle at the fifth tier. That is not where the force is fragile. What must be tended is the composition of each group within the line. Every group is best served by a healer, a bard, and an enchanter standing within it. When a gap is seen, fill it without waiting for instruction. The Keeper has never sought to bind any soul to a calling not their own by choice. But she holds this standard clearly: play the position that gives the raid its best chance to prevail. If that means setting a preferred calling aside for a night in favor of what the force requires, the Keeper asks for that discipline and trusts the membership to offer it. There will be more nights, more raids, and more opportunity. The road ahead is long.
On the Quest of the Dragon's Tongue
In the weeks to come, the Society will turn its attention to the questline known as To Speak As A Dragon, that long and storied journey through the heart of the Shattered Lands which culminates upon the Isle of Refuge with the defeat of Darathar himself. I will confess that as Lorekeeper I hold a particular affection for this questline, for it is woven into the oldest fabric of this world's history and rewards those who follow it to its end with something more than the mere spoils of victory. Completion is not required of any member. Some among us have already walked its length, and some have guided their progression-locked companions through it by other means. However it is approached, or if it is not approached at all, the choice belongs to each soul in their own time. But I would add my own voice beside the Keeper's: to face Darathar with the full company of this Society assembled around you is a memory worth making. Consider it.
Mordven Nocturnis, Lorekeeper of the Veil, Norrath Secret Society, Antonia Bayle
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A Proclamation From The Unseen Hand - May 10, 2026
To All Members of the Norrath Secret Society, Antonia Bayle
Let it be known throughout the halls of our order that the Society stirs once more. New faces have joined our ranks in recent weeks, and those who once walked these halls and wandered far have returned, bringing with them companions of their own. The fire, long banked, burns bright again. With that renewed warmth comes renewed purpose, and it falls now to the collective to act with intention.
On the Matter of Progression Raids
We shall resume our progression from the First Tier, as we have done in ages past. Our cadence shall remain one gathering per week, lasting no more than an hour and a half. However, the day and hour of that gathering has yet to be settled. Members span both the eastern and western reaches of this world, and we ask that all voices be heard in determining when our forces shall assemble. Make your preferences known, and a schedule shall be declared accordingly. The old rules of conduct governing our raids will be published to the guild's records shortly. All members are expected to read them before our first assembly. Two changes have been made to those original tenets: First, open voice during raids will be restricted. Only two or three designated members will speak during the course of a raid. Unrestrained chatter has, in times past, proven a distraction from our mission, and we will not suffer it again. Second, there will be no gear restrictions of any kind. If your character is bound at the appropriate level for the encounter and you are able to equip an item, you may wear it. No inspections. No scrutiny. None.
On the Matter of the New Frontier
There has been discussion among the membership regarding the newly opened server. The Unseen Hand would welcome the opportunity to establish our presence there for fellowship and grouped adventure. However, it is his counsel that we invest no great effort in building characters upon those lands. History has shown, time and again, that such frontier servers are not permanent. When the winds shift, those who dwell there find themselves returned to Antonia Bayle regardless. Let us go, enjoy the company of one another in that place, and hold loosely to what we build there. Our true home remains here.
On the Matter of Combat and Conduct
We are, for the foreseeable future, formidable beyond the measure of the content before us. The first several tiers of our progression will offer little resistance to the assembled might of this guild. Given that reality, the Unseen Hand asks that all members set aside discussions of damage output, combat statistics, divine boons, and who among us strikes hardest and who does not. When a foe falls in moments, such calculations carry no weight. This is not an invitation to carelessness. It is an invitation to perspective. We are not here to master numbers. We are here to see the content, to share in the labor of it, to stand beside friends old and new, and to take pleasure in the journey. The Society has nothing to prove to the wider world, to this server, nor to the Unseen Hand himself. What matters in these early months is fellowship, patience, and the quiet satisfaction of gathering together with purpose. There will come a time, at greater depths and higher tiers, when such matters demand our attention. When that hour arrives, we will address it. Until then, do not sweat the small things. They will not matter when the chronicles are written. We have been given these lands, these mechanics, these companions. Let us work within what we have been granted and find our joy in it.
Mordven Nocturnis, Lorekeeper of the Veil, Norrath Secret Society, Antonia Bayle
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