Once upon a time at the weekend

...Well, that was quite fun.

I spent the last two days on the Lickey Hills near Birmingham. Now, the Lickies, apart from having a ridiculous name, have lots of folklore and history attached to them. Here the Wild Hunt is still seen, fairies, UFOs and other unexplained phenomena have been found; and at the weekend it was full of dog faced men, talking dragons, giant wasps, lizard people, fops, pirates and big big ballgowns. Perhaps I had wandered into an area of dimensional distortion. Or maybe I was just playing Maelstrom http://www.profounddecisions.co.uk/

Reading ephraim's Friday post regarding the current unfashionableness of live action role play gave me a lot of food for thought. LARP has never really grabbed me, outside of specific freeforms. My tendency is to fall in love with visions in my head, whether they be of individuals or of landscapes, and when those visions died, I found myself looking at costumes chasing the occasional idea and the much less occasional ego around a field. That was very dull, but it turned my personal focus to creations on the page rather than in game, so I can't be too sad about it. However...

( Maelfroth )