Whispers from the Myth Teller

This past weekend was the last LARP of the season Domaine. I can't complain about the weather really 'cause it didn't rain until late Saturday night and it stopped by the time I got up on Sunday.

It was friggin' cold though. Even with the kick-ass cape sarahcarotte made me, the chill got into my bones on Friday night. The next night, I had my wooly sweater and socks, so it kept me toasty.

Because it was the last game, I decided to up the volume on my monk character (Rufino). Whenever an evil creature would turn up, I made sure it knew that Mithera (the healing goddess my character followed) did not welcome it here. I was also very vocal about my feelings on the presence of "friendly" orcs and ogres in the village (that their evil natures would only bring harm to the innocent).

Essentially, my interpretation was that the only good races were humans, elves, and dwarves. Every other race was born outside of the circle of Mithera and therefore, evil. It was our job, as followers of Mithera, to defend the weak against the forces of evil, even if that meant enforcing it using the sharp end of a sword. After all, this being was unfortunately born outside of the natural circle of Mithera and we were facilitating it to be reborn within her circle.

If any of the "good" races strayed into Evil, it was our duty to bring them back to the light. But if they refused to change their evil ways, then they would be dispatched back into the circle of Mithera.

Admittedly, this was a very harsh interpretation of the philosophy of Mithera (according to the LARP rules), but it lead to some great roleplay, conflict, and philosophical discussions at the Inn. And if I may toot my own horn, I did pretty well in those discussions considering that I was making most of it up on the spot.

All in all, I enjoyed playing this intolerant, obnoxious, and self-righteous bigot.

There are two more LARPs coming up though. At the end of October, we'll be visiting two old LARP friends in their game as a band of gypsies (I'll be ressurecting my old Valentino character). And then in December, a bunch of us will be invading a Toronto LARP as another band of gypsies, but the kind that don't speak English!

I envision much hilarity as the Ontarian LARPers try to teach us gypsies to speak proper English ("Dis iz an hAPPLE?").

In visiting the Village of Values yesterday, I managed to find a kilt and a sporren for my costume. Now I just need to pick up a water jug and some basins for dishwashing and we'll be set for LARPing this weekend. Now if only the weather would behave.

I don't mind if it rains during my LARP as long as it's not a downpour. A light rain keeps the bugs away, and considering that I'll be kiltified this weekend, that would be a good thing.

Wearing a kilt in this game will be good practice for the kilt I eventually intend to wear. No, I'm not Scottish, but there are plenty of Irish kilts as well. However, for the Irish, the tartans are determined by the county you are from. In my case, I would wear a Tipperary Tartan.

Last night, I barely slept a wink for some reason. I kept dreaming that there was some kind of danger in the bedroom, so I kept waking up and investigating it. But it was only when sarahcarotte jerked suddenly that I realized that she was having a low blood-sugar reaction. My dreams seemed to be in tune with this and kept trying to wake me up to deal with it.

As I've been suspecting for some time now, I think I've developped a psychic bond to her blood-sugar levels; I keep waking up just in time to deal with it. However, I feel no confidence in this. It's scary every time and I always fear that I might, one day, sleep through an episode.

Link of the Day: The new Asterix et les Vikings Movie

Question: does anyone know of a place in Montreal where they would sell a Utilikilt (www.utilikilt.com)? I have decided that my LARP character (a monk name Ruffino) would definitely wear a kilt and I'm looking for a time-efficient way of getting one.

In searching for this information, I found this fake ad for utilikilt.com (Utilikilt: They Work). Amusing.

Thanks to everyone for voting on the recommended TMBG album. I will be visiting my local record shop to purchase the Flood album.

Of course, when I visit the record shop, I can never leave with just one album. These other albums are also on my list:

Moxy Fruvous: Bargainville
Waterboys: Fisherman's Blues extended
Waterboys: Karma to Burn
Greg Brown: Live at the Black Sheep
Greg Brown: The Live One
Bruce Springsteen: We Shall Overcome (The Seger Sessions)
Fun with Bing & Louis (1949-1951)
Billy Idol: VH1 Storytellers

After much boffo nagging from several of my larping friends, I finally cast my votes for the various categories including Best Role-Play, Funniest Character, Most Sympathetic Character, etc.

I was sad to see that I had not been nominated in any of the categories, but my character concept (while brilliant) was more than I could handle and carry off with any kind of noticable effect.

However, I did feel I should've been nominated for Best Spellcaster, especially considering the last few spells I cast before the game ended (there were two contenders for the throne and, just before they launched into heartfelt speeches to defend their positions, I cast a spell on both of them that caused them to swear for an hour).

So I nominated myself in that category. If anyone of you feel that I should be nominated in that category, you should feel free to nominate me after-the-fact.

Go. Only you have the power to change the vote.

I was assured by my weather witches that it would not rain this weekend! If you can't count on your weather witches, who can you count on?

This is the final weekend for our LARP with Domaine du Createur. Final for the season, final for all time. After nine years of putting this extravaganza together, they've decided to put it to rest. It's a huge job coordinating this thing. Rather than be too disappointed, I can only tip my hat and give thanks for all the fish.

But the terrain will be mooshy and spirits will be soggy if this doesn't let up soon. The tarps had better *hold*.