Weekend Wolf Event

Crewed the LT Wolf LARP event for some most excellent chums...well, 'crewing' is not really what I did, I made two little woodland shrines, one to Sif and one to Hella, bimbled round as a priestess of Sif in frankly offensive plaits, and did odd bits and pieces. Not exactly taxing. So how come I'm feeling tired and fluey?

It might be because I couldn't sleep at all on Saturday night, and found myself sitting up in my bunk watching the night outside grow pale and float away in the rain (another demonstration of how silver can be real and yet extraordinary: silver birches, fitful moonlight, torrential downpour. Incredible.)
I was trying to bring something to mind.

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Now, onto the event. Well, looking from the outside, everything external that could go wrong did; traffic, weather, epileptic fits, you name it.

And yet conversely, it all seems to have worked out remarkably well. The early time out necessitated by Saturday night's downpour had an unexpected pay-off; Most players did their drinking/falling over/crashing out before midnight, (I don't include the Raggers in this of course!) and were consequently bright eyed and bushy tailed very early Sunday morning.
This was matched by the manic energy of the monster crew, who were ready to attempt anything at any time. The result was that unending waves of stuff to do were met by unending waves of pcs ready to do it.

There are a whole bunch of new players to the faction as well as some old and much loved favourites (The NeverEnding Bard and Smartie are reunited with a whole catalogue of new songs) and it all felt very fresh. The pc's I talked to were enthusiastic beyond belief. There was stuff for everybody, scouts, incanters, alchemists, mages, thinkers and thumpmonkeys alike, and a plotline most ancient
and revered met its end with great aplomb.

All in all, pretty good. Now, four days to Maelstrom. Oh, but I'm sotired!