[Ansteorra] Warlord: A Contest of Wits

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Come all the most clever, the most facile of words, the quickest of
wits - come and contest against your peers for chance shall rule in
the night.

At Warlord, seek out the a 10 by 10 foot white squared pavillion,
topped by a pennant of the Coastal Region's colors, there to find the
honorable Gaelic ladies Wyllow and Si'le who invite all honorable
gentles to share their fire and partake of their hospitality for a
contest of wit by riddles. Some chairs shall be provided, but praythee
bring your own for greatest comfort - if not too great a burden.

Small tokens of respect and admiration shall be awarded as the ladies'
and other guests' whims and humor chance, as suits a such a contest as
might appeal to Loki and all mischief-makers of quick wit and quicker
feet. Any answers doubted shall be set to the judgement of the
gathering entire - or to one of your lady hosts' whimful decision, as
what could be more of chance entire than a woman's choice?

This may fall upon the evening of Friday, or the dark of Saturday - or
upon both if enough guests are willing to try besting another with
their most cunning riddle. Find our camp and join in the riddling ring
to stump and befuddle all challengers!

Si'le inghean ui MagAoidh