[Sca-cooks] 9/11 SCA cooks

[Phil Troy / G. Tacitus Adamantius]

On Sep 11, 2006, at 5:55 PM, Anne-Marie Rousseau wrote:

> we call that the "natural fiber test!" in the circle of geeks I  
> hang out with ;)
>
> --AM, who presumes the viceroy was ok, or else folks wouldnt be  
> giggling so much? ;)

Yes, he's fine, apart from a silver-dollar-sized hole in some of his  
garb. What actually happened was this (from another account):

> the new Viceroy, Alexandre, was making a passionate plea for people  
> to help clean the kitchen since there had had to be some  
> reallocation of human resources. He's trying to stress the need for  
> help, and I spot something odd about his back. I walk out of the  
> kitchen doorway and start pulling on his sleeve. He's like, "C'Mon,  
> I'm talking here." "Excellency..." "I mean it, can we talk later,  
> I'm tryin' a get you folks a cleanup crew!" "Excellency, you're on  
> fire." "My lords and ladies..." "HEY!!! Your Excellency!!! You're  
> burning! Your chaplet...thingy...wotzit is on fire!!!"
>
> It was. They were all seated in front of a high fireplace and  
> mantel, and there were little candles in low glasses lit on the  
> mantelpiece. He had, in fact, risen to speak, stepped too close to  
> the candles and set his garb on fire (he's quite tall), which  
> burned with a small, slow, steady, clear blue flame. Looked like  
> Sterno ;-)
>
> So,  a surreal time was had by all, we all sang the Talking Heads'  
> "Burning Down the Viceroy!" in the kitchen.

Three-hun-dred-six-ty-five-de-grees! Burnin' down the Viceroy!

This was Brekke's feast, and a very good one; I just happened to be  
standing very close when the Elevation Conflagration, or the  
Investiture Immolation, occurred.

There were other assorted Portents, Omens and Signs at this event,  
including a very sudden and violent thunderstorm during Royal Court,  
and the Investiture ceremony itself being visited by a blue heron,  
who flew over and essentially strafed the participants.

Adamantius