Sword fighters for hire

[fbhjr]

This weekend we did the Mystic Pealms Fan Tival.

OK, if we weren’t in front of the sign it would be the Mystic Realms Fantasy Festival.

The festival started with one of our members (on the right) getting a whip lesson from one of their members.


Our guy was very excited to try.


But, we couldn’t let our new people play with whips forever. Eventually, we had to sword fight for our paycheck.
A few of our folks needed to be encouraged.


But, some of our folks were raring to go!


Personally I think it very unfair that perrin_o_ravnos used a glowing magic sword against me!


Not being able to fight a glowing magic sword, I had to resort to flattery and song.


This encouraged his sister to start a interpretive folk dance with Snoozewadler.


Perrin and I joined in with our synchronized stick dance.


The crowd loved it.

(Yes, that is two of our members. That doesn’t stop the crowd from loving it!)

The guy who leads the fight team of the organization that puts on the faire told me he wasn’t fighting this year because there were enough good fighters he wanted to give stage time.
Then, I saw him sitting in the audience with his new iPad!

When I confronted him about this he did admit he missed losing stage time, but an iPad was a very good consolation prize.

Sunday morning our tent was over run with spiders. Dozens at least. We took swords to them, but only to move them to safer places.


Perrin discovered that it you hit someone with an oar every time they forget their choreography, they get much better at remembering it.


Sunday morning we were very excited waiting for our stage time.


Did you know German longswords can be used to measure the height of fruit?


But, eventually a fight breaks out, no matter how high the fruit was.


For fighting with my wife Perrin was put in the bag and children sat on him.


This gave Snoozewadler the chance to steal his magic glowy sword.


Not that it did him any good. Soon, a folk dance broke out.


Then, a fight over the folk dance.


I have no idea what I was doing when this picture was taken.


This looks dirty.


But, he seemed relaxed afterwards...


My wife had avoided the gift shop. So the people selling paperweights put a bunch in a basket and brought them out to her.


They had a game of mouse roulette you could bet on.


It was actually a gerbil. But, you bet on which hole it would hide in from all the people shouting at it to go into their hole.


I won when the gerbil went in my hole.

(Wait, that sounds dirty too...)

This seems like the great start of a joke. A fool and two sword fighters want to open a coconut.

Sadly, I can’t think of a good punchline.

Snoozewadler learned an important lesson this weekend. Never dance with the fat man.


But, he went off and got deep fried Oreos and seemed happy.


The folks from Mystic Realms have a very different fight style than ours.


But the crowd seemed to like it.


Even it they too seemed to break into dance once in a while.


She won with a kick I certainly wouldn’t have seen coming.


On the way home our newest member was too tired to get out of the car and go into the fast food restaurant. So, we left him there to sleep.


But, it was still a good weekend.

Comments

[evrgreen.livejournal.com]

HAHAHA! "Snoozewadler"!!!!

I like these names you come up with!

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

Brandon is too difficult for me to remember. So, a while ago when he started coming to game night I told him that if I was going to remember him, he needed a new name and called him Snoozewadler. That I remember.

[palusbuteo.livejournal.com]

Awesome entry.

I'm really glad to hear the event went well for everyone, and good weather too.