[Loch-Ruadh] Gulf War Missive - Day Two
Pádraig Ruad Ó Maolagáin
padraig_ruad at irishbard.org
Tue Mar 11 10:23:40 PDT 2008
Monday morning dawned bright and rather chilly. After hot coffee, tea and
breakfast, we set about getting our somewaht small camp in order, putting
up the kitchen, the common pavillion, putting up tiki torches and hanging
banners. Rolf dug a firepit (though sometime since our last trip, most of
our stacked firewood has disappeared). The wind began to pick up after
noon, so Polydore lashed and staked the Viking tent, though we're not
expecting any serious stormy weather. Rolf has taken the class on
marshalling, and I will attempt to take it later in the week, as it
appears that it is going to be a requirement to be able to act as a
marshal. Polydore and I wnadered up through Merchants Row, and on the way
up and back visited with our friends in Axemoor and Elfsea.
At twilight we lit the torches and built a fire, and were soon joined by
Grimolfr. Aingeal sent Cormac out with some ladies for girls night out,
as they needed some eyecandy, and we didn't see him again all evening.
Aingeal and Caerell showed up not long afterward, and we had another
wandering bard arrive, who turned out to be Master Efenwealt Whystle, who
has been a bardic inspiration to me for many years. Between Grimolfr,
Efenwealt and myself, we took turns singing for several hours. It began
raining lightly around midnight, so we all retired or at least sought
shelter. The rain turned heavier as the night went on, but never got too
bad, and had mostly ended by daylight.
Plans for Tuesday include a trip to town for supplies, armor preparation,
more visiting, taking classes, and of course, more singing this evening.
Wish you all were here with us.
Nunc est bibendum.
Politicians prefer unarmed peasants.
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