The Way of the Warrior is Bruises
New icon today to celebrate that last night, after a 3-year absence, I dusted off and put on my armor (and boy was it dusty!). And yes, I actually had a very good time. Rusty and clumsy as heck, but you know, some of that old "riding a bicycle" thing is true. I fought one series of bouts with local chiv, Sir Isenwolf (sp), then kicked around with Lord Elias. Between his currently diminished speed and my rustiness, we were a good match for each other. Derek Fairhair also helped out - he didn't have armor, but I invited him to use my great sword to take shots at me so I could practice some blocks. That was good work. Spent about an hour and a quarter in armor. Heh, and I did do my great-weaponer's duty and took out a ceiling tile. Oops. Elias said not to worry about it. It is a continuous frustration I have with fighting my forms indoors, though.
I should also say that I was generally welcomed with open arms. Granted, I was not talking business or politics or anything with anyone. I had several people say it was cool to see me again and that I and Her Ladyship have been missed. Elias even gave me some old street hockey gloves so now I have padding to go under the mitten gauntlets I got years ago and never mounted up. I wore some old, handy hockey gloves last night and got my thumb smashed, so this is a Good Thing. I also chatted a lot with a newbie who, it turns out, lives right by me. I'm going to have him over for some basic mead making and such. He wants to do Viking. Smart man.
I should also say that I was generally welcomed with open arms. Granted, I was not talking business or politics or anything with anyone. I had several people say it was cool to see me again and that I and Her Ladyship have been missed. Elias even gave me some old street hockey gloves so now I have padding to go under the mitten gauntlets I got years ago and never mounted up. I wore some old, handy hockey gloves last night and got my thumb smashed, so this is a Good Thing. I also chatted a lot with a newbie who, it turns out, lives right by me. I'm going to have him over for some basic mead making and such. He wants to do Viking. Smart man.