zephyrofgod: (kuria)
No more will I travel, No more will I roam.
No more will I wander on salty sea foam."
- Leaving Song, Andrixos Seljukroctonis

Home is a wonderful place, and I felt at home with this event. Thank you, Vatavia.

One. I know too many big words. But not as many as [livejournal.com profile] baronnemelisend.

Two. Valor was amazing. And I am so happy I got to go.

and away we go! )

In short, amazing, awesome, and incredible.

And so I can mention everyone I saw and hung out with (so no one feels hurt), I'm listing them. Ha. Ha ha ha ha.

In alphabetical order: my silly bit of silliness ) Phew.
zephyrofgod: (kuria)
No more will I travel, No more will I roam.
No more will I wander on salty sea foam."
- Leaving Song, Andrixos Seljukroctonis

Home is a wonderful place, and I felt at home with this event. Thank you, Vatavia.

One. I know too many big words. But not as many as [livejournal.com profile] baronnemelisend.

Two. Valor was amazing. And I am so happy I got to go.

and away we go! )

In short, amazing, awesome, and incredible.

And so I can mention everyone I saw and hung out with (so no one feels hurt), I'm listing them. Ha. Ha ha ha ha.

In alphabetical order: my silly bit of silliness ) Phew.
zephyrofgod: (SCA)
Had waaaaaay too much fun over the weekend with [livejournal.com profile] kampfrau and [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112 and Countess Branwen.

Left KC with everyone Friday evening after seeing Valkyrie with[livejournal.com profile] kampfrau and [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112. Yes, Tom Cruise is a terrible actor. No, the movie isn't horrible, but it does leave some things to be desired. Dropped things off in the 'Ville, found that my blue card had arrived (thanks to Martinus, I am an official SCA member now. :D I think it was a great Christmas present.) and I didn't require my print-out. Yay. We stayed at Alex and Roise's in Omaha, and I snorted a lot. Their Graces Eringlin and Alethea also stayed with Alex and Roise, as well as Luke (?). Lots of fun, tried not to die with a ceiling fan sharing the space with the top bunk I slept in.

Day of the event, woke up, got dressed in some pretty awesome Byzantine if I do say so myself. My new Pashmina included. Did some waterbearing, did some hanging out, lots of chatting, carded wool, helped make butter (and showed a few people how to make it), ran around placing bids in the silent auction for an awesome gown (three words: ice blue linen), and I'm pretty sure a lot of other things, but I can't think what else I did quite yet. Traded a pair of earrings for a hyooge bottle of Sabi's first batch of mead, which I think is really good. Went to court, and apparently I'm a bad kid, according to [livejournal.com profile] ruaidhriprime and [livejournal.com profile] liadan_m, so it was up to sit with the other bad kids in the balcony, but with that meant that we could see things like HRM Maerwynn signing for two gentles who are hearing impaired, but earned their AoAs. I thought it was very nifty. Sat feast thanks to [livejournal.com profile] kampfrau, and had fun. Poor Rhodri, though, sitting inbetween [livejournal.com profile] trimguy and me. (And Rhodri, I'm Roman. May have spoken Greek, but dammit, I'm Roman. If we really wanted to get nitpicky, Armenian or so, but dammit, I'm Roman.) Feast, while good, was something I had to choose what I ate. Not a big pea fan, so I avoided the soup course. Dessert, though, was awesome. I really liked the Apple Snow. :D I'm realising that I was downgraded from retinue table last year (which was fun with [livejournal.com profile] odiernelion and Ermenrich and Kasha), but still quite fun. :)

Anyway. Postrevel. Had fun singing and snuggling. As well as snorting. A lot. And by a lot, I mean a twenty-five snort laughing jag. Adelaide and Mairi Rose were also there (yes, in the same room, snorting at different times. And yes, the drinking game was in effect), so needless to say, while it was a smaller postrevel, it still had a lot of drinking going on. I suppose I'm to be at some sort of blame here.

I did sing my planned QP piece, but because I won't be there due to work obligations, I'm writing it off as practice for a later competition. I think it sounded good, at least, I'm pretty sure it sounded good.

Somehow, my bottle of mead not only survived the day, but survived postrevel as well. [livejournal.com profile] summersdream, want some drinky-beverages when you come back? Also, are you thinking about coming to Bellewode again this year? I'm trying to see who might be interested. There's also an event a couple weeks after that I'm supposed to try to teach a dance class at that I think you might like to go to. It's in Leavenworth, so not that far away.

While that's on my mind, [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, do I need to contact anyone about teaching at Ceilidh? And what would you like me to teach? Or, to phrase better, what do you think would be best for me to teach?

Anyway, back to the weekend. Went back to Alex and Roise's, and had a huge pancake breakfast, shared stories from the day (including the wearing of my oh-so-awesome WiFi detector shirt on the way out!), and got everything ready to go...but I've now realised I'm missing my Byzantine garb. [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112, was it found in your vehicle, or do I get to email Dolan?

Got back to town, went back to work today (but I'm off until Saturday), and opened presents from the boy's family, including more Bath and Body Works stuff and a few Longaberger things from his mom. He got me this little clear bouncy ball with blue glitter in it that is my new plaything near the computer for the time being. Might make it into some new photos.

Anyway, I'm going to bring this to a close, as I'm feeling that I'm starting to ramble a bit.
zephyrofgod: (SCA)
Had waaaaaay too much fun over the weekend with [livejournal.com profile] kampfrau and [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112 and Countess Branwen.

Left KC with everyone Friday evening after seeing Valkyrie with[livejournal.com profile] kampfrau and [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112. Yes, Tom Cruise is a terrible actor. No, the movie isn't horrible, but it does leave some things to be desired. Dropped things off in the 'Ville, found that my blue card had arrived (thanks to Martinus, I am an official SCA member now. :D I think it was a great Christmas present.) and I didn't require my print-out. Yay. We stayed at Alex and Roise's in Omaha, and I snorted a lot. Their Graces Eringlin and Alethea also stayed with Alex and Roise, as well as Luke (?). Lots of fun, tried not to die with a ceiling fan sharing the space with the top bunk I slept in.

Day of the event, woke up, got dressed in some pretty awesome Byzantine if I do say so myself. My new Pashmina included. Did some waterbearing, did some hanging out, lots of chatting, carded wool, helped make butter (and showed a few people how to make it), ran around placing bids in the silent auction for an awesome gown (three words: ice blue linen), and I'm pretty sure a lot of other things, but I can't think what else I did quite yet. Traded a pair of earrings for a hyooge bottle of Sabi's first batch of mead, which I think is really good. Went to court, and apparently I'm a bad kid, according to [livejournal.com profile] ruaidhriprime and [livejournal.com profile] liadan_m, so it was up to sit with the other bad kids in the balcony, but with that meant that we could see things like HRM Maerwynn signing for two gentles who are hearing impaired, but earned their AoAs. I thought it was very nifty. Sat feast thanks to [livejournal.com profile] kampfrau, and had fun. Poor Rhodri, though, sitting inbetween [livejournal.com profile] trimguy and me. (And Rhodri, I'm Roman. May have spoken Greek, but dammit, I'm Roman. If we really wanted to get nitpicky, Armenian or so, but dammit, I'm Roman.) Feast, while good, was something I had to choose what I ate. Not a big pea fan, so I avoided the soup course. Dessert, though, was awesome. I really liked the Apple Snow. :D I'm realising that I was downgraded from retinue table last year (which was fun with [livejournal.com profile] odiernelion and Ermenrich and Kasha), but still quite fun. :)

Anyway. Postrevel. Had fun singing and snuggling. As well as snorting. A lot. And by a lot, I mean a twenty-five snort laughing jag. Adelaide and Mairi Rose were also there (yes, in the same room, snorting at different times. And yes, the drinking game was in effect), so needless to say, while it was a smaller postrevel, it still had a lot of drinking going on. I suppose I'm to be at some sort of blame here.

I did sing my planned QP piece, but because I won't be there due to work obligations, I'm writing it off as practice for a later competition. I think it sounded good, at least, I'm pretty sure it sounded good.

Somehow, my bottle of mead not only survived the day, but survived postrevel as well. [livejournal.com profile] summersdream, want some drinky-beverages when you come back? Also, are you thinking about coming to Bellewode again this year? I'm trying to see who might be interested. There's also an event a couple weeks after that I'm supposed to try to teach a dance class at that I think you might like to go to. It's in Leavenworth, so not that far away.

While that's on my mind, [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, do I need to contact anyone about teaching at Ceilidh? And what would you like me to teach? Or, to phrase better, what do you think would be best for me to teach?

Anyway, back to the weekend. Went back to Alex and Roise's, and had a huge pancake breakfast, shared stories from the day (including the wearing of my oh-so-awesome WiFi detector shirt on the way out!), and got everything ready to go...but I've now realised I'm missing my Byzantine garb. [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112, was it found in your vehicle, or do I get to email Dolan?

Got back to town, went back to work today (but I'm off until Saturday), and opened presents from the boy's family, including more Bath and Body Works stuff and a few Longaberger things from his mom. He got me this little clear bouncy ball with blue glitter in it that is my new plaything near the computer for the time being. Might make it into some new photos.

Anyway, I'm going to bring this to a close, as I'm feeling that I'm starting to ramble a bit.
zephyrofgod: (SCA)
Yes, I'm finally past the point where the mere mention of Crystal Ball was likely to send me into a fit of uncontrollable babbling. :P Now it's just the happy memories of it that make me giggle.

Anyway.

My friend Sprin and I headed out Friday, picked up her boy from Rolla, and I didn't get to Cathus and Rowan's until about 10 or so. All things considered, I thought we made extraordinarily good time. [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105 was already there, as was Alessandra. And they were playing Collateral Damage with Cathus. I just watched. Especially at the sheer hilarity of the characters contained within the game. Some even made my brain hurt.

Anyway.

Went to bed, woke up bright and early at 6:30, and then proceeded to mentally wake up over the next hour or so. Coordinating schedules with everyone was entertaining, to say the least, and I rode to site with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, which was fun. Took my first few classes (Bransles with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, helped with Arina's Beginning ECD class), then headed off to the cafeteria where I helped with Tsire's Dance Jeopardy. (yeah, I'm loud. Yeah, I helped. Honestly, I swear I'm not a herald. Honestly. :P) Then, it was off to Azenari's English Country class to firm up Scotch Cap and to learn My Lady Cullen. That was also quite fun. Sprin went to Isabeau's Beginning ECD (and apparently, my lessons in Rufty Tufty helped her help her fiance learn the dance. I am pleased). I went Russian. Korobushka is fun, no lie. I know it's not period. But it's fun. And I can't really say that I didn't have fun with it, because I did.

Lessee. Sisuela caught me halfway through the day, and told me I needed pretty garb for the ball. So I borrowed her middle class Tudor, complete with corset. That was put on before feast. I was told I cleaned up well.

At feast, Cathus and I gave such a hard time to Alessandra. It was bad. It was funny, but it was bad. No words should be used to describe half the crap we gave not only her, but each other. Sang Lowest Trees Have Tops for [livejournal.com profile] cantigajoy, which I was then asked if that was my QP entry. I decided then and there that perhaps it would be less of a problem for me to do a John Dowland song as a performance than it would have been to write the icon. So I switched. Ha. Now, just need to fix my few problem spots, write my documentation, and I'm good!

After feast, it was time for dancey dancey! The musicians were practicing a few things, like the music for Korobushka...which happens to be the same music that Tetris uses. So I made living Tetris shapes. I wonder if there were any photos of that very big bit of silliness. Anyway. Ermenrich came up to me, put his arms over my shoulders as I went lower as a Tetris shape, went "GAME OVERRRRRR!" and then asked if I wanted to dance the Carolingian Pavane with him. I told him yes, and did so. And then got the hell out of Dodge when the Galliard started. I rather like the stylistic bits of the Pavane. No lie.

After that, I held off for Heart's Ease, Petit Vriens (which I danced with Sprin and her boy and had great fun doing the over-under thing that happens when large groups of people dance it), and I danced Korobushka with Azenari. That was the end of Set One.

Set Two was a set I didn't do much dancing. I did dance Scotch Cap with Cathus, but other than that, I did my normal thing of hanging out with people. As always, fun.

The dessert revel meant that I got in line. So did Ferd. And he almost succeeded in tying me to a chair or a column with the hanging sleeves of the gown. I don't remember what it was that he was trying to tie me to.

Set Three was where my hips and knees caught up with me, but I still danced the Black Alman with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, Confesse with Cathus, and the Official Bransle (that's Toss the Duchess/Wench) with Cuilen. I loved getting tossed up into the air! So much fun! And it helped keep my legs cool.

I didn't dance much of Set Four, but I did walk around a lot just to keep my joints moving. Definitely did the Maltese Bransle (Turkish Bransle is another name), and that was when I realised that the caller was trying to kill me with the number of traits she was picking out and how many applied to me. Well, maybe not trying to kill me. But it felt like it.

Set Five was where the crowds we had with Set One left us with the very dedicated dancers by this point. I danced Chesnut with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, who came over from the dance floor to our phat palatial estate (I dubbed it Calontir Corner) to help me off of the ground to dance with him. Afterwards, I sat with Ferd (who had his head in my lap and was doing Ferd-ish things to make me laugh and snort) and more Calontiri. And that was awesome.

Set Six was where most people were dancing in their sleep. Cathus and Rowan were exhausted (and understandably so), and even though I felt tired physically, my mind insisted that I do My Lady Cullen, and the one dance I had been waiting all night to dance, and that was Rufty Tufty. It's sad, but it's my favourite. At least right now, it is. I won't lie. I danced it with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, and I danced his requested pick-up dance with him, and by that point it was time that everything was falling apart. Brain, knees, hips. You name it. It hurt. It was time for a nap. So, at nearly five that morning, we headed back to Cathus and Rowan's.

On the drive, I mentioned to [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105 that I was considering asking him if I could perhaps become his apprentice. Of course, this is really something that requires slightly more brain power than what we had at that point in the day. Even then, I think it's a direction I really want to go in. I'm finding that I like period dance styles. A lot. And it's really a way I can make my music geek and my dance geek work well. We'll see where it goes from here. Sleep deprivation lowers inhibitions. I had meant to ask on the way to site, but never quite felt comfortable at that moment to ask.

We arrived at our destination. This was where it got funny. Due to Hurricane Ike causing mass mayhem, their screen door doesn't like to stay closed. So we had a brain puzzle. After nearly twenty hours of dance. I know. Moved the door handle. That didn't work. So, we went around to the back door. Conveniently unlocked. Once in the house, it was getting across the kitchen. Except there was a baby gate to keep Cathus and Rowan's greyhounds away from the rest of the house. More brain puzzles! Once that was figured out, it was sneaking across the kitchen, in an attempt to keep people asleep. Unfortunately, my bead container decided to fall with a rather loud crash. Yet, nothing happened. No one woke up. Not even a shift in slumber. Nothing.

So, after that, it was off to bed. But my brain still was going a million miles a minute. So I packed what I could. And then tried to fall asleep. And that actually worked.

Up the next morning at eleven. Alessandra left not long after Cathus woke up, and the rest of us hung out for a little bit, going over dance geek stuff. Fascinating, really. Anyway. We had breakfast, Sprin and her boy hung out as I got a little bit of sustenance in me, and then it was off to go home. And I didn't get home until about ten that night, and which I did, safely.

I thought it was a great event. And now I want to do more dance things. No lie. I enjoy dance activities immensely, and apparently, I was a little Energizer bunny at work today, for the event high had pretty much kept me going. Everyone asked me if I had been on any drugs. None, but those of life. And Aleve.

Much thanks to Cathus and Rowan for opening up their home, Sprin for the ride down, and to Shattered Crystal for a fantastic event. Oh, and thanks to all of my dance partners! I had an absolute BLAST. Thank you all!
zephyrofgod: (SCA)
Yes, I'm finally past the point where the mere mention of Crystal Ball was likely to send me into a fit of uncontrollable babbling. :P Now it's just the happy memories of it that make me giggle.

Anyway.

My friend Sprin and I headed out Friday, picked up her boy from Rolla, and I didn't get to Cathus and Rowan's until about 10 or so. All things considered, I thought we made extraordinarily good time. [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105 was already there, as was Alessandra. And they were playing Collateral Damage with Cathus. I just watched. Especially at the sheer hilarity of the characters contained within the game. Some even made my brain hurt.

Anyway.

Went to bed, woke up bright and early at 6:30, and then proceeded to mentally wake up over the next hour or so. Coordinating schedules with everyone was entertaining, to say the least, and I rode to site with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, which was fun. Took my first few classes (Bransles with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, helped with Arina's Beginning ECD class), then headed off to the cafeteria where I helped with Tsire's Dance Jeopardy. (yeah, I'm loud. Yeah, I helped. Honestly, I swear I'm not a herald. Honestly. :P) Then, it was off to Azenari's English Country class to firm up Scotch Cap and to learn My Lady Cullen. That was also quite fun. Sprin went to Isabeau's Beginning ECD (and apparently, my lessons in Rufty Tufty helped her help her fiance learn the dance. I am pleased). I went Russian. Korobushka is fun, no lie. I know it's not period. But it's fun. And I can't really say that I didn't have fun with it, because I did.

Lessee. Sisuela caught me halfway through the day, and told me I needed pretty garb for the ball. So I borrowed her middle class Tudor, complete with corset. That was put on before feast. I was told I cleaned up well.

At feast, Cathus and I gave such a hard time to Alessandra. It was bad. It was funny, but it was bad. No words should be used to describe half the crap we gave not only her, but each other. Sang Lowest Trees Have Tops for [livejournal.com profile] cantigajoy, which I was then asked if that was my QP entry. I decided then and there that perhaps it would be less of a problem for me to do a John Dowland song as a performance than it would have been to write the icon. So I switched. Ha. Now, just need to fix my few problem spots, write my documentation, and I'm good!

After feast, it was time for dancey dancey! The musicians were practicing a few things, like the music for Korobushka...which happens to be the same music that Tetris uses. So I made living Tetris shapes. I wonder if there were any photos of that very big bit of silliness. Anyway. Ermenrich came up to me, put his arms over my shoulders as I went lower as a Tetris shape, went "GAME OVERRRRRR!" and then asked if I wanted to dance the Carolingian Pavane with him. I told him yes, and did so. And then got the hell out of Dodge when the Galliard started. I rather like the stylistic bits of the Pavane. No lie.

After that, I held off for Heart's Ease, Petit Vriens (which I danced with Sprin and her boy and had great fun doing the over-under thing that happens when large groups of people dance it), and I danced Korobushka with Azenari. That was the end of Set One.

Set Two was a set I didn't do much dancing. I did dance Scotch Cap with Cathus, but other than that, I did my normal thing of hanging out with people. As always, fun.

The dessert revel meant that I got in line. So did Ferd. And he almost succeeded in tying me to a chair or a column with the hanging sleeves of the gown. I don't remember what it was that he was trying to tie me to.

Set Three was where my hips and knees caught up with me, but I still danced the Black Alman with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, Confesse with Cathus, and the Official Bransle (that's Toss the Duchess/Wench) with Cuilen. I loved getting tossed up into the air! So much fun! And it helped keep my legs cool.

I didn't dance much of Set Four, but I did walk around a lot just to keep my joints moving. Definitely did the Maltese Bransle (Turkish Bransle is another name), and that was when I realised that the caller was trying to kill me with the number of traits she was picking out and how many applied to me. Well, maybe not trying to kill me. But it felt like it.

Set Five was where the crowds we had with Set One left us with the very dedicated dancers by this point. I danced Chesnut with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, who came over from the dance floor to our phat palatial estate (I dubbed it Calontir Corner) to help me off of the ground to dance with him. Afterwards, I sat with Ferd (who had his head in my lap and was doing Ferd-ish things to make me laugh and snort) and more Calontiri. And that was awesome.

Set Six was where most people were dancing in their sleep. Cathus and Rowan were exhausted (and understandably so), and even though I felt tired physically, my mind insisted that I do My Lady Cullen, and the one dance I had been waiting all night to dance, and that was Rufty Tufty. It's sad, but it's my favourite. At least right now, it is. I won't lie. I danced it with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, and I danced his requested pick-up dance with him, and by that point it was time that everything was falling apart. Brain, knees, hips. You name it. It hurt. It was time for a nap. So, at nearly five that morning, we headed back to Cathus and Rowan's.

On the drive, I mentioned to [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105 that I was considering asking him if I could perhaps become his apprentice. Of course, this is really something that requires slightly more brain power than what we had at that point in the day. Even then, I think it's a direction I really want to go in. I'm finding that I like period dance styles. A lot. And it's really a way I can make my music geek and my dance geek work well. We'll see where it goes from here. Sleep deprivation lowers inhibitions. I had meant to ask on the way to site, but never quite felt comfortable at that moment to ask.

We arrived at our destination. This was where it got funny. Due to Hurricane Ike causing mass mayhem, their screen door doesn't like to stay closed. So we had a brain puzzle. After nearly twenty hours of dance. I know. Moved the door handle. That didn't work. So, we went around to the back door. Conveniently unlocked. Once in the house, it was getting across the kitchen. Except there was a baby gate to keep Cathus and Rowan's greyhounds away from the rest of the house. More brain puzzles! Once that was figured out, it was sneaking across the kitchen, in an attempt to keep people asleep. Unfortunately, my bead container decided to fall with a rather loud crash. Yet, nothing happened. No one woke up. Not even a shift in slumber. Nothing.

So, after that, it was off to bed. But my brain still was going a million miles a minute. So I packed what I could. And then tried to fall asleep. And that actually worked.

Up the next morning at eleven. Alessandra left not long after Cathus woke up, and the rest of us hung out for a little bit, going over dance geek stuff. Fascinating, really. Anyway. We had breakfast, Sprin and her boy hung out as I got a little bit of sustenance in me, and then it was off to go home. And I didn't get home until about ten that night, and which I did, safely.

I thought it was a great event. And now I want to do more dance things. No lie. I enjoy dance activities immensely, and apparently, I was a little Energizer bunny at work today, for the event high had pretty much kept me going. Everyone asked me if I had been on any drugs. None, but those of life. And Aleve.

Much thanks to Cathus and Rowan for opening up their home, Sprin for the ride down, and to Shattered Crystal for a fantastic event. Oh, and thanks to all of my dance partners! I had an absolute BLAST. Thank you all!
zephyrofgod: (SCA)
Such a fun weekend!

From time spent with great friends and my SCA family, I had a total BLAST. I left Maryville with Martinus about two after knocking about town with the Monster. We got into Three Rivers around seven (early!) and checked into the Cheshire Lodge. Hung out, and got ready for the next day.

Next day was beautiful! Sunny skies, colourful trees, and with an event, perfection. Martinus offered me his spare heralds' baldric, which I thought about taking, decided not to. Got to site around ten, and by that point had met up with [livejournal.com profile] purplellamaboi, [livejournal.com profile] scooterheather, [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112, Tadamitsu (hereunto this point denoted as Tim), Cathus and Rowan, Duncan Eardstapa, Duncan Logan, Ruaidhri, Avraham, and a bunch more. It happens at big events like this. Got kissed, hugged, squished, poked, and flirted with (again, it happens, especially at big events). I like the attention. Won't lie.

I watched a few of the fights, but on the whole talked with people I hadn't seen in forever (or in my case, Coronation. That counts as forever, right? It does). That's when things changed.

Herman and Tim were pointing around the room, calling people's names. Curious, I went over to see what was going on (I must learn to not do that at events. Really). Ingeborg said "No, I was on retinue last reign. Thanks but no thanks." Doing my best Li'l Nipper impression, Tim looked at me and asked, "so, do you want to help out?"
Me: With what?
Tim: With Court tonight?
Me: Uh....?
Herman: We'll take that as a yes. Court's at five. I'll see you in the Privy Chambers at 4:30.
Me (scratching my head, wondering what the hell just happened.): Um. Okay?
Tim: It's okay. I'll tell you everything you need to know. You'll just be helping Herman in Court. We call them Stunt Heralds.
Me (Mind coming into full realisation): WHAT?!
Tim: Oh, it's not that bad. You'll give Her Majesty medallions, hold up scrolls, hold Herman's tankard, and if Herman's voice goes out, you'll finish the rest of the court.
Me (panicked): Um. Okay. (big gulp) I better get treated nice. And I might have to kill Herman.

After my duties were explained, and I was told to go sit down and fill up my tankard so that I might be able to get through Court, I hung out more with Martinus and Tim (I poked them both. Darnit.) and did various other sort of things. Martino and Ariel becoming the new Heirs didn't really surprise me much, to be honest, but I think they're a pretty cool sort. Got my hair braided all pretty for Court (really pretty hairstyle with two modified French braids coming together at the nape of my neck and that ended in a low ponytail. I felt pretty. :D Believe me, it rarely happens. (But that's for a later entry.) Being on my best behaviour in Court was HARD. Then again, I'm used to being a brat about things. During Court, a Teletubby costume had made its rounds throughout the Populace, so being on my best behaviour was difficult, especially since all I wanted to do was laugh. And hard. And loud.

The Court itself wasn't too bad. I juggled medallions, a hood, and a scroll for the Laurelling that evening, in addition Herman's pen, tankard, and occasionally the Big Damn Book. However, I had fun. I may do it again. We'll see.

After Court, Martinus and I, and a bunch of Leatherwolf went to Grbic, a Croatian restaurant, most of us in garb. Reactions were PRICELESS! Some had the courage to ask if we were all in a play, if it was like a Renaissance festival thing, and some just stared. (Honestly, by this point, it's become a hobby. Freaking people out is FUN!) Good food, and I got to hang out with some really great people.

After that, it was off to change (I had enough of wearing garb for one day. It was time for mundane clothes), and after that, it was off to post-revel at Duncan and Simonetta's. Much enjoyable. I hung out with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105 and Ruaidrhi for a little bit, and then it was off to Bardic Land. And there, I watched Ferd get his hair done by Simonetta. It had braids and ribbons and feathers in it. I took pictures. By that point, Ferd needed to make a big crash, ran out of the room, and went to acquire noisy things.

He returned with Duncan and Simonetta's silverware. And a few pans. And at the appropriate time in Old Dun Cow, the din was ungodly as all of the silverware was thrown down the stairs with much gusto. Apparently, it's a new record. For what, I don't know, as I couldn't hear it, having been rendered deaf.

About that time, I started my goodbyes. I was tired. And all I wanted to do was sleep. So, back to the hotel.

Woke up this morning around nine, and we headed back about ten. I got home around four, and right now, all I want to do is SLEEP.

Next weekend is Crystal Ball. And I'm excited to help teach.

Oh. And as I was unpacking, I found that magical heraldry elves had snuck in a certain green baldric into my luggage. Yep. I's screwed.
zephyrofgod: (SCA)
Such a fun weekend!

From time spent with great friends and my SCA family, I had a total BLAST. I left Maryville with Martinus about two after knocking about town with the Monster. We got into Three Rivers around seven (early!) and checked into the Cheshire Lodge. Hung out, and got ready for the next day.

Next day was beautiful! Sunny skies, colourful trees, and with an event, perfection. Martinus offered me his spare heralds' baldric, which I thought about taking, decided not to. Got to site around ten, and by that point had met up with [livejournal.com profile] purplellamaboi, [livejournal.com profile] scooterheather, [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105, [livejournal.com profile] rhodri2112, Tadamitsu (hereunto this point denoted as Tim), Cathus and Rowan, Duncan Eardstapa, Duncan Logan, Ruaidhri, Avraham, and a bunch more. It happens at big events like this. Got kissed, hugged, squished, poked, and flirted with (again, it happens, especially at big events). I like the attention. Won't lie.

I watched a few of the fights, but on the whole talked with people I hadn't seen in forever (or in my case, Coronation. That counts as forever, right? It does). That's when things changed.

Herman and Tim were pointing around the room, calling people's names. Curious, I went over to see what was going on (I must learn to not do that at events. Really). Ingeborg said "No, I was on retinue last reign. Thanks but no thanks." Doing my best Li'l Nipper impression, Tim looked at me and asked, "so, do you want to help out?"
Me: With what?
Tim: With Court tonight?
Me: Uh....?
Herman: We'll take that as a yes. Court's at five. I'll see you in the Privy Chambers at 4:30.
Me (scratching my head, wondering what the hell just happened.): Um. Okay?
Tim: It's okay. I'll tell you everything you need to know. You'll just be helping Herman in Court. We call them Stunt Heralds.
Me (Mind coming into full realisation): WHAT?!
Tim: Oh, it's not that bad. You'll give Her Majesty medallions, hold up scrolls, hold Herman's tankard, and if Herman's voice goes out, you'll finish the rest of the court.
Me (panicked): Um. Okay. (big gulp) I better get treated nice. And I might have to kill Herman.

After my duties were explained, and I was told to go sit down and fill up my tankard so that I might be able to get through Court, I hung out more with Martinus and Tim (I poked them both. Darnit.) and did various other sort of things. Martino and Ariel becoming the new Heirs didn't really surprise me much, to be honest, but I think they're a pretty cool sort. Got my hair braided all pretty for Court (really pretty hairstyle with two modified French braids coming together at the nape of my neck and that ended in a low ponytail. I felt pretty. :D Believe me, it rarely happens. (But that's for a later entry.) Being on my best behaviour in Court was HARD. Then again, I'm used to being a brat about things. During Court, a Teletubby costume had made its rounds throughout the Populace, so being on my best behaviour was difficult, especially since all I wanted to do was laugh. And hard. And loud.

The Court itself wasn't too bad. I juggled medallions, a hood, and a scroll for the Laurelling that evening, in addition Herman's pen, tankard, and occasionally the Big Damn Book. However, I had fun. I may do it again. We'll see.

After Court, Martinus and I, and a bunch of Leatherwolf went to Grbic, a Croatian restaurant, most of us in garb. Reactions were PRICELESS! Some had the courage to ask if we were all in a play, if it was like a Renaissance festival thing, and some just stared. (Honestly, by this point, it's become a hobby. Freaking people out is FUN!) Good food, and I got to hang out with some really great people.

After that, it was off to change (I had enough of wearing garb for one day. It was time for mundane clothes), and after that, it was off to post-revel at Duncan and Simonetta's. Much enjoyable. I hung out with [livejournal.com profile] huscarl105 and Ruaidrhi for a little bit, and then it was off to Bardic Land. And there, I watched Ferd get his hair done by Simonetta. It had braids and ribbons and feathers in it. I took pictures. By that point, Ferd needed to make a big crash, ran out of the room, and went to acquire noisy things.

He returned with Duncan and Simonetta's silverware. And a few pans. And at the appropriate time in Old Dun Cow, the din was ungodly as all of the silverware was thrown down the stairs with much gusto. Apparently, it's a new record. For what, I don't know, as I couldn't hear it, having been rendered deaf.

About that time, I started my goodbyes. I was tired. And all I wanted to do was sleep. So, back to the hotel.

Woke up this morning around nine, and we headed back about ten. I got home around four, and right now, all I want to do is SLEEP.

Next weekend is Crystal Ball. And I'm excited to help teach.

Oh. And as I was unpacking, I found that magical heraldry elves had snuck in a certain green baldric into my luggage. Yep. I's screwed.
zephyrofgod: (Diceage(watersugar))

P1050845
Originally uploaded by constantiak
Game was crazy, but not as crazy as it has been in past weeks.

Quotes await. )
zephyrofgod: (Diceage(watersugar))

P1050845
Originally uploaded by constantiak
Game was crazy, but not as crazy as it has been in past weeks.

Quotes await. )
zephyrofgod: (Geek button)
Yes, more game quotes. We've been more prolific as of late, but, due to my crappy records, I'm sure I'm mixing weeks around. It's still funny, though.

The cast this week:
Blessed Virgin Gnome, post-partum.
The Kobold Paladin
The Bugbear Rogue
The Dragonbron Cleric
The Bender
The DM
-1 SAN per quote )
zephyrofgod: (Geek button)
Yes, more game quotes. We've been more prolific as of late, but, due to my crappy records, I'm sure I'm mixing weeks around. It's still funny, though.

The cast this week:
Blessed Virgin Gnome, post-partum.
The Kobold Paladin
The Bugbear Rogue
The Dragonbron Cleric
The Bender
The DM
-1 SAN per quote )
zephyrofgod: (Default)
Well, we got back to do more game. It's been a month, but between the DM and I being sick, we have a fairly valid excuse. It was also the DM's impromptu birthday party, complete with a red velvet cake decorated to look like a weighted companion cube from Portal. I didn't take photos, so...you'll just have to trust me. Game basically consisted of the party going through Lashonna's lair. Kyuss worms are not fun to tangle with. Especially ones that eat your trapbait.

The cast this week:
The DM
The Bender
The Kobold
The Dragonborn
Blessed Virgin Gnome
seriously, what the hell is wrong with us? )
zephyrofgod: (Default)
Well, we got back to do more game. It's been a month, but between the DM and I being sick, we have a fairly valid excuse. It was also the DM's impromptu birthday party, complete with a red velvet cake decorated to look like a weighted companion cube from Portal. I didn't take photos, so...you'll just have to trust me. Game basically consisted of the party going through Lashonna's lair. Kyuss worms are not fun to tangle with. Especially ones that eat your trapbait.

The cast this week:
The DM
The Bender
The Kobold
The Dragonborn
Blessed Virgin Gnome
seriously, what the hell is wrong with us? )
zephyrofgod: (cthulhu)
Well, after killing Dragotha, we're off to go kill more baddies.

Granted, this is from three weeks ago, but I've been sick. Gimme some slack.

This week's cast.
The DM
The Bender
The Dragonborn
The Kobold
The Bugbear
Blessed Virgin Gnome

"Stop teabagging the bard, dammit!" - Gnome

"Oh, you're Smokey the Bugbear!" - Gnome

"So, a vampire and his Kyuss-spawn buddies were sittin' in a bar..." - Gnome

"I can write some salvation IOUs..." - Bugbear, on starting his new religion.

"I'm an airplane!" - Bugbear
zephyrofgod: (cthulhu)
Well, after killing Dragotha, we're off to go kill more baddies.

Granted, this is from three weeks ago, but I've been sick. Gimme some slack.

This week's cast.
The DM
The Bender
The Dragonborn
The Kobold
The Bugbear
Blessed Virgin Gnome

"Stop teabagging the bard, dammit!" - Gnome

"Oh, you're Smokey the Bugbear!" - Gnome

"So, a vampire and his Kyuss-spawn buddies were sittin' in a bar..." - Gnome

"I can write some salvation IOUs..." - Bugbear, on starting his new religion.

"I'm an airplane!" - Bugbear
zephyrofgod: (cthulhu)
We finally killed Dragotha in the Age of Worms adventure path. Yay! That being said, we didn't have too many quotes from this game (there was a lot of degeneration down the path of Beavis and Butthead, but what game doesn't have this?), but I've got the funniest ones, in my very humble opinion. One of the cohorts was reincarnated into a girl fairy from a boy halfling or something like that. I don't remember. But it was funny. So are these quotes. Go read.

Cast this week:
The DM
The Gnome (who shall so forth be known as Blessed Virgin Gnome)
The Bender
The Kobold
The Dragonborn
The Elemental Savant Halfling
The Formerly-Halfling Rogue, now Bugbear Rogue

----------------------

“Yay! Splatter-happy fun time!” Bender

“Heh-heh-heh. You fisted it.” Kobold

“We can reincarcerate it later.” Kobold

“I'm going off to the Sherlock Holmes Holodeck now.” Bugbear

“It's pee-pee time.” Bender
zephyrofgod: (cthulhu)
We finally killed Dragotha in the Age of Worms adventure path. Yay! That being said, we didn't have too many quotes from this game (there was a lot of degeneration down the path of Beavis and Butthead, but what game doesn't have this?), but I've got the funniest ones, in my very humble opinion. One of the cohorts was reincarnated into a girl fairy from a boy halfling or something like that. I don't remember. But it was funny. So are these quotes. Go read.

Cast this week:
The DM
The Gnome (who shall so forth be known as Blessed Virgin Gnome)
The Bender
The Kobold
The Dragonborn
The Elemental Savant Halfling
The Formerly-Halfling Rogue, now Bugbear Rogue

----------------------

“Yay! Splatter-happy fun time!” Bender

“Heh-heh-heh. You fisted it.” Kobold

“We can reincarcerate it later.” Kobold

“I'm going off to the Sherlock Holmes Holodeck now.” Bugbear

“It's pee-pee time.” Bender
zephyrofgod: (Diceage(watersugar))
We started off in the Worm Crawl Fissure (yes, we're still on the Age of Worms), and a fight with a lich and his Prismatic Spray sent the pyroclastic chaotic Barbarian to Mechanus, where he ended up racking up a debt because of the mess he was causing. So, the party ended up cleaning up a Mordron* mess for Mechanus to avoid paying the fines, and that's where we stopped.

*(Rogue Mordron Secundus, a leftover from the Tenebrous incident from Planescape.)

The Cast
DM
The Gnome
The Kobold
The Dragonborn
The Bender
The Halfing Rogue

"Vista is like having a blonde as a secretary, it’s really pretty, but too dumb to do anything."(DM)
"And Linux is like banging a fat chick." (Bender)

"I like being fingered, but enough is enough." (Gnome, after managing to resist a couple Finger of Death Spells.)

"The best way to run away from a displacer beast is to run right where you last saw it." (Kobold)

Bender starts playing music as battle begins, specifically the cave battle music from Final Fantasy 1 (any errors in game numeration are the dragonborn’s fault.)

"It’s a warforged they run Linux anyway." (Bender)
"Don’t you mean Fortran?" (Dragonborn)
"At least it’s not Cobol." (Gnome)

"He hit him so hard his grandchildren roll over and die." (DM)
"The joke's on you! I’ll never have grandchildren, because I’m dead!!!" (Halfing)

"But would he be a gay bugbear?" (Gnome)

"It’s called cock waving." (Bender)
"You don’t have a cock to wave." (Gnome)
"I know, I’m Scottish." (Bender)

"No fewer than seven chests of different sizes." (DM)
"I call the double Ds!" (Kobold)

Refer to [livejournal.com profile] lost_in_mowhere’s post: Our Halfling Rogue goes nuts. And while nuts he is more effective at combat than he normally is. So he debates staying that way and suggests that he be tied up and unleashed when combat begins which causes the DM to jokingly invent and
suggest the following item:

Straightjacket of escaping: +15
circumstance bonus to escape artist


This became real as soon as the Halfling Rogue was healed back to sanity, although at this point I think he had become a Bugbear.

On the ever-full purse: "We can hire some Korean to farm gold for us." Bender (I think, or maybe the paladin, once again blame me [the dragonborn] and not the gnome. I forgot to jot down who said this.)

After 10 minutes of the Modron battle, Bender says "Let me translate: The Cake is a lie."
zephyrofgod: (Diceage(watersugar))
We started off in the Worm Crawl Fissure (yes, we're still on the Age of Worms), and a fight with a lich and his Prismatic Spray sent the pyroclastic chaotic Barbarian to Mechanus, where he ended up racking up a debt because of the mess he was causing. So, the party ended up cleaning up a Mordron* mess for Mechanus to avoid paying the fines, and that's where we stopped.

*(Rogue Mordron Secundus, a leftover from the Tenebrous incident from Planescape.)

The Cast
DM
The Gnome
The Kobold
The Dragonborn
The Bender
The Halfing Rogue

"Vista is like having a blonde as a secretary, it’s really pretty, but too dumb to do anything."(DM)
"And Linux is like banging a fat chick." (Bender)

"I like being fingered, but enough is enough." (Gnome, after managing to resist a couple Finger of Death Spells.)

"The best way to run away from a displacer beast is to run right where you last saw it." (Kobold)

Bender starts playing music as battle begins, specifically the cave battle music from Final Fantasy 1 (any errors in game numeration are the dragonborn’s fault.)

"It’s a warforged they run Linux anyway." (Bender)
"Don’t you mean Fortran?" (Dragonborn)
"At least it’s not Cobol." (Gnome)

"He hit him so hard his grandchildren roll over and die." (DM)
"The joke's on you! I’ll never have grandchildren, because I’m dead!!!" (Halfing)

"But would he be a gay bugbear?" (Gnome)

"It’s called cock waving." (Bender)
"You don’t have a cock to wave." (Gnome)
"I know, I’m Scottish." (Bender)

"No fewer than seven chests of different sizes." (DM)
"I call the double Ds!" (Kobold)

Refer to [livejournal.com profile] lost_in_mowhere’s post: Our Halfling Rogue goes nuts. And while nuts he is more effective at combat than he normally is. So he debates staying that way and suggests that he be tied up and unleashed when combat begins which causes the DM to jokingly invent and
suggest the following item:

Straightjacket of escaping: +15
circumstance bonus to escape artist


This became real as soon as the Halfling Rogue was healed back to sanity, although at this point I think he had become a Bugbear.

On the ever-full purse: "We can hire some Korean to farm gold for us." Bender (I think, or maybe the paladin, once again blame me [the dragonborn] and not the gnome. I forgot to jot down who said this.)

After 10 minutes of the Modron battle, Bender says "Let me translate: The Cake is a lie."

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