Officially unofficial home of creative chaos
It is a truth universally acknowledged — by at least one Archchancellor and the surviving members of the accident investigation committee — that when arcane winds blow through the high, book-laden towers of Unseen University, something is about to happen. Usually something messy. Often something exploding. And occasionally something with tentacles and too many eyes.
This particular gust of inspiration has given rise to The Archchancellor's Hatstand, a compendium of wit, wisdom, song, and questionable tales written under the influence of enchanted cheese.
For the virtual price of one left sock and a rubber duck, you can expect to be, if not enchanted, then at the very least mildly diverted by the following:
- Possibly verbose narrative scribology, also known as short stories.
Hatched from library dust, coffee of dubious origin, and staying up far too late. - Definitely verbose prosery, also known as novels.
Lovingly overplotted, occasionally underedited, and frequently interrupted by lunch. - Misguidedly epic questerology, also known as interactive fiction.
Adventurers welcome, only a minor chance of causing reality to implode. Probably. - Delightfully melodious auditory arcanery, also known as music.
Sometimes harmonic, sometimes haunting, and sometimes just a piano exploding in D minor.
So raise your staff, don your pointy hat, and begin exploring these virtual halls of discerning perusery and enjoyable escaperology today! Benefits include mild enlightenment, temporal dislocation, and your very own honorary beard.
Whether you’re here for the tales, the tunes, the adventures, or the eldritch tentacles, the Archchancellor welcomes you with open arms (and possibly a fireball, depending on his mood).