Categorie: Larp

So tired here, freshly bathed after I fell asleep on the couch during Star Trek, but a very satisfied girl !

This weekend was Eternica, one of the oldest LARPS in Flanders. I must say, edition XVIII was allright ! Didn’t start too well, tho, since they never handed out the NPC characters in front. I prefer to have my character at least some days beforehand, so I can see to the appropriate clothes. I’m not exactly a standard confection model…

On friday I was offered the leading part in one of the main plots that will go on over several weekends, and after some doubts -it’s gonna be a lonely part- I said yes. I was playing a really nice and cute gypsy, stepdaughter in an Elvish gypsy family. I was having these nightmares about my imprisoned and very scared brother, tho my stepdad kept telling me I didn’t have a brother, only a real father who was trying to kill me since my birth. The players just accepted this weird story, even tho they admitted there had to be something fishy about it.
Then this runemage turned up, a priest from the god of evil/cold/war Kalt, who claimed that he could help me free my brother and reunite us. I trusted this guy, so I agreed on partaking in the ritual. All players thought it was a very bad idea, so did my stepfamily, but I insisted, and the players didn’t do a thing to stop me.
Saturday afternoon, my murderous father turned up, and was easily captured by the players. He told them that he had to kill me cos he kept having this visions sent by his goddess, telling him that I was very bad news. I kept moaning that I didn’t want to die, and the players believed me and killed him. At night they -instigated by my stepdad who didn’t trust the whole thing- tried to kill the runemage before he could start on the rituals, but they failed, so…
He gave me a part of a human sacrifice, and I got into trance and went for my brother, followed by a band of players. My bro was imprisoned in a cave for like 200 years, and was writhing in utmost terror. I went for him, held him, and went for his amulet, all in trance. Then the runemage took that amulet and stabbed it right in my heart ! I cried out, and while I was transforming into a much more selfconcious creature, the priest started to explain what was going on: he had just reunited both parts of the SLUMBER that had been severed ages ago. The players present froze in fear, as my aura became clear: I was the AVATAR of TERROR !!!!
They fled in panic, and I started walking the earth, not powerful yet, only an aura of 3 metres, but feeding on the fear of all who crossed my path… Mwuhahahahaaaaaaaa !!!!

I’ll be growing stronger and become their biggest problem next time. Heh, was a really fun part ! I just lost my voice over it, dunno yet how I’ll teach for like 7 hours tomorrow 🙁

It was really fun… The gypsy got a lover and all too, LOL.

Nice detail also: the LARPweekend before, I had been playing an oversexed demon who finally rapes a fierce warrior, and leaves him with an egg. Since the players then closed the demongate to their realm, I wasn’t there anymore, just the egg, which was being held warm by one of the priests. The warrior fell in one of the fights, and a little bit after that, the priest felt that the egg was about to hatch, so he threw it in the woods, and a couple of minutes after, he heard the voice of a little boy, in the body already of a full grown man, with demon horns, a lot of fighting skills already, but the mind of a five year old: the little son !!! (played by the former dad). I thought this sooooooo cute !!! He calls the priest ‘uncle Nerwyn’, and when he came across one of the other lovers of his mum, he sniffed and said ‘you smell like my mum’, all cute and all.

Hehe, indeed, a great weekend was had. 🙂

Yep, 10.45 here, and the heat is already blasting…
Woke up yesterday at 8.00 in my tent cos of that bloody heat, my tent was in the sun and I felt scorched. Well, been scorched all weekend, but no matter what Randall or Grimlach may say, it was a hell of a weekend 🙂

I admit, it’s seriously different from what other lives may be, but then again, the Walloons have a totally different notion of roleplaying. We try to get them to roleplay, and they’re not used to it. To them a weekend like this is hanging out, drinking, and occasionally bashing. And cheating a lot ! Honour, honesty and worthiness don’t mean much to them… Weird, cos most of our characters would gladly die if their honour were challenged !

Anyway, I arrived on saturday round noon (since Bart had mentally broke down on friday and needed me with him; took him to the live, he really needed a break) and even before I got checked in and changed, my band of Amazons had already seen me, cheered, and given me my captain’s tokens. 🙂
So we started on accompanying (I mean the group of Amazons) our Baron to the Guilds’ Village, where you could have all the roleplay you wanted (been there, tried anything, Randall, Grimlach ???). Problem was: if I wanted to gain levels in the Arms’ Guild, I had to fulfill some missions and militia’s, and I just had no time for that !! We had tower and castle guard from 4 till 8 PM, in the scorching heat! Luckily the tower had four stores, so only the upper one was in the sun. Me as a captain, I took my responsibility and stayed up there for four hours. I was wearing tons of sunmilk, and my steel bra. Man, if I had been a breast feeding mother, the milk certainly would have been sterile, it was cooked !

After 8 I tried to eat a little, then there was the mass for Elena: fucking good one, since we gained sth from the Guild of Rituals, and then there was a captains’ meeting, to discuss strategie and things. So afterwards we waited a little for our ambassadors to come back, quarreled a little with some other factions, killed some Chardons, helped out the Scorpions, were under attack, and so on. I also managed to speak to Grand Master Achim again, the Master of the Guild of Knowledge, to find out what he wanted me to do for my second level of Medicine. Turned out it was lots, and I wouldn’t have the time anymore for all of it, but with a lot of help from others in the base camp, we managed to make a swell brancard and a neat hospital, which gained us a lot of credit.
By then I was exhausted, and I sat by the campfire, talking, singing, having fun, till 4 am.
Needed to get up at 7 for a general assault on the Chardons’ castle, only woke an hour later, so I manned the tower. Assault didn’t work, since there was no one in the castle; and we didn’t bring our siege weapons. Was fun tho !
Round 1 pm finally came the end battle, in an open field in the scorching sun. We all had been ordered to wear sth on our heads, and to bring lots of water. We had to perform a ritual, but our adversaries would want to keep us from that, so… The fighters, ours and our allies, got in line, forming a shield wall. I was behind that, shooting arrows, and I’m proud I did manage to hit quite a few ! Then I grabbed my pole and tried to hit people from behind the shields, but eventually we got run over, cos they’re so used to this kind of fighting, and man, they’re just plain good !!! The ritual was performed successfully tho, so in a way, even tho we got nearly all killed, we won !

Oh, and one major other thing: we managed to kill off for good that bloody blasted cheater of a Dark Elf !!!!!! We executed him, so he’s gone permanently ! YAY ! Was reason for a party in the castle, believe me !!!!!

Was a great weekend, to my opinion, and about 140 people of our faction do share that opinion (out of 150). Pity some didn’t like it, but if you start out by saying: ‘I don’t feel like it, I’d rather stay home, it will suck, we’ll have our BBQ there and then return, cos it will suck big time’, well… What do you expect ?

Gonna do some work now, if I manage, that is, in this heat. We’re not used to this, and nearly no houses do have airconditioning here 🙁