THIS SH-T IS ON FIRE!! (November Highlights)

Friday night- didn't really do much other than bar tend.
Saturday afternoon- took my first death ever, ((insert sad face))  
feast- chicken pot pie + strawberry awesome cake =  
main mod- hooray for the newb ring!
after main mod- CURSE YOU DRESS UP BANDITS! *shakes fist menacingly*
all in all it was a great event, despite the lack of people. I hope to see you all in December.  
oh and I almost forgot- sold my first batch of "Miso's Make You Drunk Sauce". may there be many more.  

I forgot an important highlight:

During main mod I was told TWICE to embrace my demonic heritage to save the town. Once was a joke, the other time was much more serious.

Poor Ilana, at least it didn't have to happen

I'd like to thank everyone who helped me out this weekend!!  I really appreciate it!

It is interesting being on the otherside of the Larp... the largest challenge is getting the information to the PCs in a manner that is believable (not contrived), and making sure that information gets around.  This experience was inspiring to how to play my PC as well.

I was very happy with my lower level content.  I think it went off well, and in the end had the effect I wanted, where if it wasn't for the lower levels the town would have been devistated.  They held off using their uber ability until it was really needed, and it saved many players from taking a death.  I am glad they stepped up and became the true heroes of main mod!

And one of my favorite moments was when I was plot marshalling the beginning of the lower level mod, which was supposed to be RP intensive and giving the PCs important clues and a group of elementals meant to be a challenge for mid level characters came by and ripped the low level mod apart.  Looking back I was glad it happened as it gave the PCs a nice dry run of what was going to happen during main mod, and they were ready to go when they were needed!

Wow.. Where to start really....

Friday night-
NPC-Aguaran Priest... "Your town doesn't even care if oyu suffer", "Your town is weak, and pathetic"  I don't know how many times i had repeated things like that at the top of my lungs trying to get the town to find us.
that was about it for Friday that i can remember.

Saturday...
The mod in the cemetery? (at least that's what i thought i herd) With the Psion and puppet.
That mod being able to use some of my skills.
Being taught the rest of Earth spells which was scary enough with Gideon comming at the squishy me and not being able to bubble.
Going into what i knew out of game was going to be certain death but going anyway.
Having at the Mod before feast being in serious just in time to have a healer heal me and sitting there acting like i was unconscious till they were just about to harm me again and then going poof in-front of their eyes.
Saving Gideon at the same mod.
Chicken Pot Pie (was being made drool about it all day thanks to Kleidin telling me about it earlier that day.

Sunday morning...
The floating dagger of fire (Thank you Matt for being the dagger)
The awesome NPC's acting out towards it (Best RP i could have seen for it)

Low lights:
Lack of sleeping
Missing out after main mod the "dressing up" jokes from another NPC Psion (at least that's what i was told)

Look, it doesn't matter what the issue is.

Friday: Way tired, kind of slept through it.

Saturday: It's official. Grits are on the menu.
Dorian to Fredrick "Wait so like, chocolate covered centapedes? Because I saw your frogs."
NPCing was good stuff.
Losing a glove. Boo. Cold hand is cold.
Feast was amazing.
Missing Gavin's blow by inches and jumping inside.
RP between Sorel and Dorian one-upping each other's chivilry
Dorian "If we come up behind the enemy, I want you to run and get others to flank them."
Sorel "I was about to tell you the same thing. If come up on some Agaurrans and it get's rough, run and I'll cover you."
Dorian "Ditto."
The players cried out for warmth, and Mike Smith said "Let's move this to the mage's guild. Much rejoycing.

Late-Saturday
NPCs "Hey, we're going to put a dress on you."
Tom "wuh? Okay."

Sunday:
Finding my glove. Thanks Diane!
"Hark! A plot hook cometh!" Laughter ensued.

Good event after the ball. Great job on the plot team for coming up with something with such short notice!