November 2015 event

Okay so I'm about to slip into the post-larp coma so I am not very coherent and will write more highlights later, hopefully.

THAT SAID.

Best thing I was part of this event was Kaladonia's mod. They were not ready for that anarchy (fairly certain nobody would be) but they definitely seemed to enjoy it. Had a whole lot of fun as Crow, being a pain in the butt to catch while still flitting about and teasing my pursuers.

Most of my time this event was spent with newer players, even before lay-on, and I had a blast!

I sang at Feast! By myself! All day, I sang the song quietly to myself. I had the lyrics memorized and knew it inside and out. When I got up to the front of the room, though, my mind went blank and forgot at least half the words and some of the melody. But at the end, everyone applauded--twice--and I walked off to the side of the room feeling like my cheeks were about to catch fire.

Trent/Chad, thank you for forcing me up there. It certainly won't be the last time.

Wandering around with Jackdaw while meeting and befriending his crew. All of the shenanigans that followed, including pig-like creatures "snuffling" through the woods and "Glommy bears." Sitting down late Saturday night, when there was a lull in the fighting, to have coffee with Rook.

Wormwood's return, if only briefly.

Verrill showing up at just the right moment before Nalick did something stupid--I mean, he can't be everywhere at onc--well, you know what I mean.

All morning Saturday, I was a giggly mess, at one point dropping to the ground after someone had sneezed and not returning to my feet for almost a minute. Tessa threatened to fetch a physician but (un?)fortunately never followed through.

"Concluding" my Master Warrior" training with Magnus and finding out that I still have a way to go.

Joining up with the Adventurer's Guild on Sunday morning, laughing at all the wrong moments and some of the right ones too. I hope Fenri and Henry are still friends! Afterward, I joined Wili in the Blackbird for tea. Ivan Solvei came in soon after and we all died laughing. Thanks, guys!

Not long before Feast, Nalick began acting funny. He used third-person speech to describe his actions and it confused him greatly. Not only did it confuse Nalick, but friends and fellow townsmembers started to worry about him. No fewer than three people psychoanalyzed Nalick to no avail. He started to wonder what was wrong with them. Later, Nalick ran into Bob, who had an aha moment and discovered that Nalick had been cursed. Almat lifted the curse and interspersed with those joking about his speech, were people with genuine concern about Nalick's well-being.

"How is Nalick doing?"
"I'm great."

Sunday afternoon, Amizar, Imrahil, Jack, and I helped Ketryn to realize the one, universal truth.

Shortly before the end of game, a brief yet incredibly poignant scene with Ketryn. It ended with her promising not to stab me. With her crown, of course.

During main mod, Kreylin was turned into a stone statue and I alerted Keavy, telling her that he was "stoned."

Laughing, she told me that "now is not the time!"

Dimetri gifting Nalick a rose pin.

Matt M's hilarious Satyr's Wine mod.

Innuendo and walking into conversations at the best moments, especially with Dominic.

Keeping Tari company on Friday night.

Well, another event has come and gone. Wow. Props to the crew who worked on this. Well, on to the highlights.

Friday: I took first shift in the kitchen. I really enjoy this part, as its allowing me to expand as a human being. I'm actually learning to cook, which is something I'm not terribly good at. What I do know of the culinary arts I learned from my father, who was a cook before he became a soldier.

Saturday: interesting day. Started by going to Brazen mass to support a brother and a fellow celt. Venier fell prey at the end to a tactic I call "The MacFhionnlaigh missile of bladed death"-running in on a distracted enemy from a flank or from behind. Welcome to a concept called violence of action.

Donald got jilted in romance, so that meant more fury versus the Venier. Many felt his pain, in the form of a killing spree on the enemies before him. included in these were a marauder/dragoon, and several chaos warriors. One funny interaction:

"Chaotic Alteration!"

"No effect."

*eyes widen*

The undead just before feast made me pay for it in spades.
Valosian meeting. Enough said.

oddly, I fought with the other Valosians during main, as there was no time to co ordinate with anyone else. That was fun. Almost died, but still enjoyed it.

Final master warrior lesson. Learned a lot, both in and out of game.

Talks with, and lessons to Donald's sister. Her getting mad at him for almost dying. I think I'm slowly turning into another Travancian family patriarch. Slowly, the softer side is being coaxed out of the warhound.

Till next time....well, you know the rest.

-Sunday Kaladonia mod.
"I'm mad with power!"
"Put the good doctor down!"

-Watching Jack Thorn's utter glee during conversations about the new Decay Druidics.

-Undead pirates at the Stone Bar. IG, Dethie was scared as all shite and hoped they'd leave quickly. OOG, Merideth was laying in her tent giggling like a fool and wishing she could have watched.

-Also wish I could have been there to watch for the time Nalick encountered some nasty goblins on the road, but alas, paperwork.

(ETA: Also whilst I was doing paperwork, I heard there was some pretty righteous wild mage tag-teaming.)

-I'll spare the details of the actual conversation, but my Sunday morning trip to the bathhouse was hilarious. I have no idea who any of you were, but thank you. It wasn't the best weekend for me and you gave me a good start to my day.

-Hot water in the aforementioned bathhouse! I never thought I'd see it, and it was glorious.

-Tharivol. He knows why. Go raibh maith agat, mo chroí.

This was my first "real" event (played friday night in sept, but had to leave Saturday morning for an emergency), and man.. I have never had so much fun in all my 28 years. Why did it take me so long to find this!?

I feel like this is going to be a pretty long post, so I apologize ahead of time.

I was pretty nervous, because I had never done anything like this, but people were talking to me before game as if they had known me for years! I even got compliments on my kit and my homemade shield. It felt awesome.

I had missed the newbie "seminar" before game when I tried to play in September, so I hopped into that and man, they really made it fun. My cheeks were hurting from smiling and laughing by time we were sent out for the Lay On speeches. .. And then back for the Caravan. That caravan. I was not expecting to get my character dropped below 0 in my "welcome to travanace!" experience! But overall, it was actually a pretty cool mini mod, getting yelled at by an angry, mourning mother, and the chanting.. Uuuhhgg, that sent chills down my spines.

That first night was tons of fun. Ayla made a friend with a Goblin (of which she had never seen any before, outside of the ones that had assaulted the caravan-- But Fickle the Goblin had been on said Caravan, so Ayla couldn't hold it against Fickle in the slightest), whom she had met back up with outside of the inn, as Fickle was hard to miss-- A star struck goblin staring up at the ever imposing Magnus. so fun was of course had as we followed around a "Baby Paladin" of Magnus's, Anora(?), for a bit, eager to try and help Fickle understand the ways of Paladins.

Fickle and Ayla got to harass a strange fellow who was trying to buy up businesses, and ended up wanting to take the lake as his own! After a bit of harassing from Fickle, stating that taking things was bad, and not doing good (as Fickle was told to do by Magnus), the man relented to saying he would buy it instead. A dragoon told him it was a stinky lake, the man became disappointed, scratched off the list, and hurried away to the next group of people.

Saturday was by far the most fun for me, and for Ayla. Nerve wracking, perhaps. But fun. Nothing like getting hit with Painful paralysis while trying to get breakfast. The fight was over before the paralysis could even wear off, and undoubtedly Ayla was pretty miffed about the whole situation. She just wanted some breakfast meats!

Honestly though, Breakfast was worth the wait. It was so good. And Ayla got to have breakfast with Lord Gideon Weaveforger, and have a small, but interesting conversation. Ayla also got to see that not all Lords are what she thought they were. ... She may have been eaves dropping "accidentally" on a conversation he had after theirs. But to be fair, he WAS right beside her, and her chatty guardsman companion from earlier had rushed off to defend the inn. .. Ayla wanted her bacon. The inn had plenty of people to defend it.

Learning Strength +1 was fun, and I got off easy compared to someone else on Saturday who had to lug a log around! I just had to pick up picnic tables a bunch, and do sit ups in my armor. Uncomfortable, but better than hauling a log. And the conversations during said work outs were pretty fun, even if they did boil down to "pick up heavy things", haha.

The most fun though for the entire weekend was certainly the "newbie" mod that was put together for Saturday afternoon, with Ravek's mother. Lord Gideon Weaveforger had told Ayla that the Mother of Ravek had asked for a "delegation" and that those she had assaulted and kidnapped on the road were asked to attend, as we had not soiled our hands with her son's death. After speeches and back and forth (thankfully Ayla had asked around at the scholar's table for information as to WHY this Ravek had died), we as a group demonstrated that we had a basic understanding of the Great General's death, but as we had not been there, well, what more could we offer?

Apparently, what we could offer, was a fight. She had brought 4 of her general, two experienced, two learning, and demanded that we offer up 5 people to fight (1 for each general, and 1 for her). OOG-Stephanie was a bit nervous, as the most "fighting" I had ever done was getting walloped for more health than I had by a gang of goblins on the caravan, in the dark. IG-Ayla wasn't about to let the mother of the Ravek end up picking someone (as we didn't have too many volunteers to go head to head with goblin generals. Can't blame them. ) , so Ayla took up one of the last slots.

The fights were amazing to watch. Of course, as if people could sense unease, Ayla was made to go first. Attempting the best Bravado she could muster, she tried her best to fight the honorable combat with the first general. Who of course also had a shield. Of course it ended up as more of a shield dance than a real "fight" , but it was outrageously fun to do. I was proud of myself for blocking as many hits as I did against an opponent who seemed more skilled than me, and had an easy foot in height on me.

After the mod was done, I got a lot of compliments on my fighting, which felt amazing! IG, Ayla had been taunted a bit for dancing with her opponent rather than assaulting him, but OOG people clapped my shoulders and said I fought well, which made me swell with glee.

The rest of the fights were a lot more action packed than mine own, and in one case, hilarious. Perhaps two cases. The one that sticks out to me the most though, was when Ib(?) walks up to do his fight.. Both combatants squared off and lowered into their positions. A brief moment of Silence. Something uttered from Ib that no one besides his combatant could seem to hear.. Then.. A flurry of strikes from Ib! INCINERATE. INCINERATE INCINERATE INCINERATE .

The whole group was silent for a moment before the Goblin Mother leaned forward from where she was seated to watch, broke character "Yeah... that was like 800 damage dude. You're done." and we all started laughing. It was glorious.

The other fights were awesome to watch. A person with a Polearm and sweeping strikes, a man with a shield, whom someone besides Ayla had whispered to her to have been a squire from Pendarvin, whom also struck awe and inspiration in her as she watched him fight so well with a shield. That man had also complimented her fight as they were leaving, which had cemented in Ayla the need and will to become a better fighter.

The main fight between the man heading up our group, and the Warlord(?) mother of Ravek was amazing to watch, and hilarious to listen to the occasional commentary OOG about wanting to "Ship" the two characters. At one point, someone at the far end of our grouped yelled for them to get a room already, as the two had so much back and forth banter.

Eventually, the Mother of Ravek was satisfied enough with our display , and let us leave; saying she would consider all of this, and we would find out, one way or another, how she decided this conflict would end.

There were lots of other small things, like watching Ib trying to taunt piggies that were just digging about, by holding up his swords to his face and taunting them about how his tusks were bigger. The pigs became agitated, but nothing broke out as what seemed to be a Druid rushed up and scolded Ib, saying they were harmless and friendly,and he had already fed them. We assured Ib he had blown up enough things for this bell, and eventually he left the piggies alone.

Making a friend with someone from the guard was fun as well. And Bar Mass was awesome. Questions getting you a cookie? Two birds, one stone, my friends. .. And those were some delicious cookies. .. Oh, and the answers were awesome too. .. But those cookies...

So many little things made this weekend feel amazing. The world felt alive, and I loved it.

NPCing main mod was such a cluster of excitement of death. I had a ton of fun with fighting players, AND other NPCs! Barbarians have no love for filthy wild mages, after all.

My favorite part from NPCing main mod, was probably when I squared off against a PC Barbarian. We had roaring matches between our blows, and it was glorious. Eventually he took me down, stood over my body as if to killing blow me.. hesitated, leaned down to look at my face, grunted as if I wasn't worth his effort, and left me there to bleed out. It felt very right, and it was very awesome.

Unfortunately I took a shield to the face and got sent back to Logistics. Got evaluated about a half hour later Stacy/Tari was in to check out another NPC that got his face/neck stepped on, and then was told about my head incident, and she warm heartedly scolded both of us for not letting Safety know sooner about our mishaps! It was good to see how much everyone cared about safety.

Eventually I was evaluated again by both Stacy and J.Tinney, and put in a dark corner and told I apparently had a mild concussion. Slept it off, and ended up having to skip the Adventurer's Guild Mod Sunday afternoon, as I was told I still had to be green headband . I'm sad I couldn't be there to help the other adventurers I had met, but going against J.Tinney's orders seemed worse for my health than the shield to my face!

I kid of course, because it's really great to see how much safety is taken seriously in this game. Even with the mild concussion, I still walked away from this weekend feeling amazing, overall. It's the most fun I've ever had, and I can't wait to come back again for more.

Crowley is happy in her new home.

Crowley wrote: Eventually I was evaluated again by bother Stacy and J.Tinney, and put in a dark corner and told I apparently had a mild concussion. Slept it off, and ended up having to skip the Adventurer's Guild Mod Sunday afternoon, as I was told I still had to be green headband . I'm sad I couldn't be there to help the other adventurers I had met, but going against J.Tinney's orders seemed worse for my health than the shield to my face!

Nah... not worse for your health. Its more like I'd *reaaaaaaaaaallly* scold you and then possibly send for the Magic Bus as you might be considered delusional from your melon-ringing.

Or send for Norm. I mean, defying medical and all... ya can't be thinking straight, right?

After that, you get on to the "List of Difficult Players Where Health and Safety is Concerned." (a real list, I assure you!). An auspicious list... maybe?

Granted, most of the names on that list are the various medical types on camp (EMT and former medics/corpsman)... as they tend to be the absolute worst patients.

On a serious note- Green Head Band mostly means no fighting for you. You could of went if there was something not-fighting for you to do.

And thank you for being a cool patient!