I think my mind has settled and collected enough to do a hots and nots, starting with the bum notes:
- Weather wasn’t great. I’m from the North both in character and out, so I take some pride that I can stomach the cold and the rain better than most, but the torrential rain that fell right when the Winter Market was meant to be getting going was real unfortunate.
- Kind of ran out of cash because of the impulsive purchase of a box to wrap an IC gift in, so I had to wait until after leaving on the Sunday to eat a proper meal.
- Cool characters who I had not spent nearly enough time with died on Saturday.
- My dumb schemes didn’t actually seem to ruffle any feathers but I was kind of expecting that. I’ll just have to keep turning down the subtlety dial until someone calls me out.
- Being met with a shout of “Hey Pigeon!” minutes before time-in on Friday and then hearing it whenever someone recognized me from the last event. One of my goals was to be remembered and get a bit of a reputation and I’m well on the way it seems.
- Being entrusted with jobs from characters who are cooler and seem more together than me
- Joined the Bessy the Bard fanclub! Heck ye! And judging by the book when I signed it I was only the second person to do so, which means I only have to pay for one assassination to officially become her Number One Fan.
- Getting to witness a Marcher and a Dawnishman wind each other up enough that they ended up in the Glory Square, and then making peace without a blow being struck
- Varushka was just as lovely as last time and this time like twice as big, it seemed. Our hearth fire was lit almost the whole weekend and there was singing and dancing and it was magical. I helped ward, I joined in on songs I almost knew the words to, and I danced badly because I was learning the steps as I went. The Varushkan camp really feels like a second home.
- Meeting friends from the last event and making new ones is probably always going to make this list. There are so many of you out there in that field and you all seem to actually be lovely! Special mention for making particularly memorable moments to the Greatest Bard in the Empire, the spookiest boyar anywhere, the most honest and most beautiful orcs in Anvil, the sutannir who did, in fact, know a song about gravel, the new Varushkan who danced with me (and led us all in song, not bad at all for a first-timer!), the Dawnish naga who stood worrying with me during Sunday’s battle, and the lovely lady from the Brass Coast styled after a fancier bird than I am. And, of course, the entire Lodge of the Howling Pines, because I sometimes wonder if their group oath specifically mentions making sure that I personally have fun at Empire.
I feel like I made it too long again but froth, eh?