Empire Event 1: Much delayed froth post
So. It is in fact almost already Empire E2, and I still haven't posted the best things about Empire Event 1. In an attempt to recover keen, here they are:
The Good:
The Good:
- Discovering that I/Gawain can sing songs in multiple parts/voices, and using this as a defining hook for the character
- The perfection of the "circular dance of PD fest larps" as I and a fellow Cambion wandered for about five hours trying to find a man in Navarre played by a quite tall guy with longish hair called Jon, who was playing someone called Pwyl. THERE WERE TWO. And about seventeen ways to pronounce "Pwyl"
- The line, from a Marcher Gent (well, they don't have Gentlemen in the Marches, obviously), that he was not interested in marrying me, because "Three reasons: One: I don't especially want to get married at the moment. Two: You're a man and I'm a man. Three, most importantly, YOU'RE FROM DAWN
- Dawnish naming being a thing: "Works by this principle: whatever you can call in a field or across a bar and they turn around" "So a common name in Dawn is "Oi You, You with the face" "Exactly"
- The attempt to form the international league of Cambion mages who know stuff about Autumn
- The introduction into canon of "Small Ginger Martin"
- Finding the one Cabin Pressure fan in the bar, when looking for pretty young men IC
- Getting a hat,
- Working out that 1) I can only count in base 2) Gawain has many Dawnishmen in his head 3) the are 626 of them (all loud, shouty and gay)
- Playing a character inspired by James Ist (described by me as "James Ist with complex schizophrenia" which got the response of "Oh, so actually James Ist)
- IC singing (always one of my favourite things in LARP)
- Finally finding Dawn on the Sunday night, and it definitely being home
- Dawn appearing to be for Empire what the Water Rats were in WITW (disparate, slightly ridiculous, but bloody competent)
- Owing to the first point in this, much awkward, clumsy, Dawnish flirting with pretty young men.
- The bet had with someone from the Brass Coast that in Dawn, we gleam even when covered in mud. Testing this by flinging my hat down to the ground from the bar, and asking someone to trample it in mud.
- Managing to use the word "comely" while hitting on someone
- In another, different instance, managing to use one of my spells to hold someone in place while telling them I fancied them
- Perfecting the art of "walking into a bar in desperate need of a drink" and of "walking into Caterporium in need of food"
- The complex move of: lower voice slightly, take off glasses, look someone directly in the eye, and tell them "well, if stuff gets REALLY bad, shout Legion in my direction"