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Looking around the festival and can't see any ale. Will keep looking. However please tell me that there is ale here. I can't think that a festival that invites dwarven participation would be devoid of the best dwarven drink in the whole of the Huntress's creation!
..also, I missed the opening ceremony and the welcome speech by three hours.(Alas forge work is taking it's toll and I was sleeping at the time.) Did anyone attending commit it to memory or transcribe it to a scroll. If so would they mind sharing the words I missed?
Bremerial
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Tintrett offers you a thread worn cotton towel.
Speaking softly to Tintrett, you exclaim, "I promise to increase the bathing to at least once a quarter now!"
Tintrett says, "A wise move."
>I missed the opening ceremony and the welcome speech by three hours.(Alas forge work is taking it's toll and I was sleeping at the time.) Did anyone attending commit it to memory or transcribe it to a scroll. If so would they mind sharing the words I missed?
[Jirkirl's Hilltop, Gathering]
Several rows of beribboned benches rest on an immaculately manicured lawn. Running through the center of the gathering area, a small aisle leads up to a dais, which stands four steps high. The stage is neatly tucked between two towering beech trees that have colorful streamers tied to some of the lower branches. Dark blue and thick, a swathe of fabric draped over the podium on the platform has a single star on its center embroidered in shimmering white thread. High above, stars twinkle in the night sky. You also see the translucent Barundar disk and the Rendena disk.
Also here: Griva, Highman Keffan, Azaton, Barundar, Lord Renaden, Olgretien, Cathlyn, Corlyne, Eugenides, Great Lady Rendena, Ranad, Cappyn, Kasia, Protector Misun, Guarrin, Eleighna, Sir Morgiest
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
>raise keg
You raise your Brewery-stamped keg in a toast!
Keffan exclaims, "Hail and well met!"
Griva grunts in greeting.
>grunt hello
You grunt in greeting.
Keffan smiles.
A pair of bagpipers, one male and one female, step up onto a nearby hillock. In response to a nod from Keffan, they take up their chanters and begin to play. The music is both cheery and mournful, uplifting and haunting. The reverberating sound cuts through the chill air, stirring the surrounding mists.
Keffan nods.
Keffan smiles.
Keffan recites:
"Highmen of the T'kirem, stand and be recognized!"
Keffan strides a few steps forward.
All through the crowd, Highmen proudly step forward and form a line on the north side of the path.
Keffan recites:
"Shantira of the T'kirem, stand and be recognized!"
More people rustle in the crowd, and the Shantira step out, equally proud. They align themselves along the south side of the path.
Keffan nods to the two long lines of Kindred.
Keffan says, "I stand with ye, my brothers."."
Keffan smiles.
Keffan turns to the crowd.
>drink my keg
You take a drink from your Brewery-stamped keg.
You feel tension draining away, giving way to a very relaxed state.
That was the last drop!
>grunt sad
You grunt sadly.
Keffan recites:
"Welcome ta the Highman Games of 5110, here on Jirkirl's Hilltop! As ye may or may not know, this is a recurrin competition that has been goin on fer many, many years."
Keffan flashes a wide grin.
>cheer
You let out a cheer!
Keffan recites:
"Fer a long time, only the Kindred of the T'kirem competed, primarily those of the Highman an Shantira tribes. Eventually, other Kindred heard of our event an came ta join us. Our festival grew an we gained many friendships, as well as new understandin of each other."
Griva grunts.
Keffan recites:
"This year, in honor of Sunfist, we've invited our longtime friends and allies, the dwarves, ta join in the official competition. We hope this friendly bit of rivalry will enhance our relationship an understandin of the dwarves as well."
Keffan nods to Griva.
Keffan smiles.
Griva nods.
In the distance, the music of the twin bagpipers echoes through the hills.
Keffan recites:
"We've also decided ta open the games ta more people. While we've had spectators in the past, they've mostly been our own Kindred. We trust that ye will find the games entertainin, if nae edifyin."
(Morgiest applauds tha dwarves present)
Keffan recites:
"Until the actual competition starts, we'll be openin up the various game grounds fer all our guests ta try. Some are still under construction, an we do nae want any of ye gettin hurt, so we'll open them up as they become fit fer use."
The bagpipes grow silent, then start again with a new melody. The tempo pulses, regular as a heartbeat, as a bold marching tune fills the night.
Keffan recites:
"In addition ta the competition games of Caber Toss, Drinkin, Hammer Throw, Shantira Shield Slalom, an Tug of War, we have Arm Wrestlin available at the Hairless Rolton, an Challenge arenas off ta the northwest."
Keffan recites:
"You'll find a merchant shop or two here, also. The wares may be limited, but ye should find them interestin. There's even a Ikkarrak reader who'll use the Vision Stones to divine yer future."
Keffan grins.
Keffan recites:
"There's good food an drink to be found at our two taverns, although we're havin a bit of a labor problem at the moment. I'm sure it will be resolved soon. If ye stop by the Hairless Rolton, be sure ta take time ta speak ta Rafyrt. He's been here a long time an has much ta say."
Keffan coughs.
Keffan clears his throat.
Keffan recites:
"Now, I'll turn the preceedings over ta my friend Griva, who'll be speakin fer the dwarves."
Keffan turns to face Griva.
Griva starts chortling.
>cheer griva
You turn to Griva and cheer!
Griva grunts in greeting.
Keffan bows to Griva.
Griva recites:
"Greetings, muh dwarven brethren and everyun else. It be an honor dat I speak on behalf of dwarves everywhere in welcoming ya to dese here Highman games, sponsored by dese here giantmen."
Griva points at Keffan.
Keffan chuckles.
Griva recites:
"While we dwarves din't first get along with da giants, we've become good allies wit each udder ever since Sunfist. Sure, da first time we saw dem, we din't know what ta make of dem cuz dey looked funny! But after we got ta know dem, dey be pretty funny, especially when dese drunk!"
Keffan gazes up into the heavens.
Keffan starts chortling.
Morgiest mutters highmen.
Griva makes a drinking motion.
>grunt amused
You grunt, amused.
Griva grunts.
Keffan chuckles.
Griva recites:
"Since I'm a goot ole dwarf, I know when ta shut up. I'll leave ya folks with few last words. Let's try not ta show up da tall folks too badly now, it's dere games. Have fun!"
Griva lets out a cheer!
Keffan applauds Griva.
Keffan chuckles.
>cheer griva
You turn to Griva and cheer!
Keffan turns to face the crowd once more.
Keffan recites:
"Shortly after the end of this ceremony, we'll be openin up the North Gate of the grounds so ye can get ta the Caber Toss. The Challenge Arenas are already open, as are the taverns where ye will find Arm Wrestlin and the Drinkin Game."
Keffan recites:
"Announcements will be made as other games are opened up fer ye."
Keffan motions the crowd to silence, then nods to two giantmen standing off to the side.
The taller of the pair rolls a barrel marked "XXX" into a depression behind the podium, then steps back. The other giantman hands his torch to the first and raises the maul he had been holding.
With a mighty swing of the oversized hammer, the barrel is smashed, and liquid gushes into the shallow pit. The two giantmen grin widely, take several steps backward, and the torch is tossed into the liquid. With a loud WHOOMPH, the liquid ignites, forming a huge flame. Cheers and howls erupt from the crowd!
Keffan throws his head back and howls!
Keffan grins.
Griva lets out a cheer!
>howl
You throw your head back and howl!
Keffan recites:
"We hope ye will all have a grand time here with us. Let the games begin!""
>sta
You stand back up.
Keffan flashes a wide grin.
>clap
You applaud.
[Jirkirl's Hilltop, Gathering]
Several rows of beribboned benches rest on an immaculately manicured lawn. Running through the center of the gathering area, a small aisle leads up to a dais, which stands four steps high. The stage is neatly tucked between two towering beech trees that have colorful streamers tied to some of the lower branches. Dark blue and thick, a swathe of fabric draped over the podium on the platform has a single star on its center embroidered in shimmering white thread. High above, stars twinkle in the night sky. You also see the translucent Barundar disk and the Rendena disk.
Also here: Griva, Highman Keffan, Azaton, Barundar, Lord Renaden, Olgretien, Cathlyn, Corlyne, Eugenides, Great Lady Rendena, Ranad, Cappyn, Kasia, Protector Misun, Guarrin, Eleighna, Sir Morgiest
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
>raise keg
You raise your Brewery-stamped keg in a toast!
Keffan exclaims, "Hail and well met!"
Griva grunts in greeting.
>grunt hello
You grunt in greeting.
Keffan smiles.
A pair of bagpipers, one male and one female, step up onto a nearby hillock. In response to a nod from Keffan, they take up their chanters and begin to play. The music is both cheery and mournful, uplifting and haunting. The reverberating sound cuts through the chill air, stirring the surrounding mists.
Keffan nods.
Keffan smiles.
Keffan recites:
"Highmen of the T'kirem, stand and be recognized!"
Keffan strides a few steps forward.
All through the crowd, Highmen proudly step forward and form a line on the north side of the path.
Keffan recites:
"Shantira of the T'kirem, stand and be recognized!"
More people rustle in the crowd, and the Shantira step out, equally proud. They align themselves along the south side of the path.
Keffan nods to the two long lines of Kindred.
Keffan says, "I stand with ye, my brothers."."
Keffan smiles.
Keffan turns to the crowd.
>drink my keg
You take a drink from your Brewery-stamped keg.
You feel tension draining away, giving way to a very relaxed state.
That was the last drop!
>grunt sad
You grunt sadly.
Keffan recites:
"Welcome ta the Highman Games of 5110, here on Jirkirl's Hilltop! As ye may or may not know, this is a recurrin competition that has been goin on fer many, many years."
Keffan flashes a wide grin.
>cheer
You let out a cheer!
Keffan recites:
"Fer a long time, only the Kindred of the T'kirem competed, primarily those of the Highman an Shantira tribes. Eventually, other Kindred heard of our event an came ta join us. Our festival grew an we gained many friendships, as well as new understandin of each other."
Griva grunts.
Keffan recites:
"This year, in honor of Sunfist, we've invited our longtime friends and allies, the dwarves, ta join in the official competition. We hope this friendly bit of rivalry will enhance our relationship an understandin of the dwarves as well."
Keffan nods to Griva.
Keffan smiles.
Griva nods.
In the distance, the music of the twin bagpipers echoes through the hills.
Keffan recites:
"We've also decided ta open the games ta more people. While we've had spectators in the past, they've mostly been our own Kindred. We trust that ye will find the games entertainin, if nae edifyin."
(Morgiest applauds tha dwarves present)
Keffan recites:
"Until the actual competition starts, we'll be openin up the various game grounds fer all our guests ta try. Some are still under construction, an we do nae want any of ye gettin hurt, so we'll open them up as they become fit fer use."
The bagpipes grow silent, then start again with a new melody. The tempo pulses, regular as a heartbeat, as a bold marching tune fills the night.
Keffan recites:
"In addition ta the competition games of Caber Toss, Drinkin, Hammer Throw, Shantira Shield Slalom, an Tug of War, we have Arm Wrestlin available at the Hairless Rolton, an Challenge arenas off ta the northwest."
Keffan recites:
"You'll find a merchant shop or two here, also. The wares may be limited, but ye should find them interestin. There's even a Ikkarrak reader who'll use the Vision Stones to divine yer future."
Keffan grins.
Keffan recites:
"There's good food an drink to be found at our two taverns, although we're havin a bit of a labor problem at the moment. I'm sure it will be resolved soon. If ye stop by the Hairless Rolton, be sure ta take time ta speak ta Rafyrt. He's been here a long time an has much ta say."
Keffan coughs.
Keffan clears his throat.
Keffan recites:
"Now, I'll turn the preceedings over ta my friend Griva, who'll be speakin fer the dwarves."
Keffan turns to face Griva.
Griva starts chortling.
>cheer griva
You turn to Griva and cheer!
Griva grunts in greeting.
Keffan bows to Griva.
Griva recites:
"Greetings, muh dwarven brethren and everyun else. It be an honor dat I speak on behalf of dwarves everywhere in welcoming ya to dese here Highman games, sponsored by dese here giantmen."
Griva points at Keffan.
Keffan chuckles.
Griva recites:
"While we dwarves din't first get along with da giants, we've become good allies wit each udder ever since Sunfist. Sure, da first time we saw dem, we din't know what ta make of dem cuz dey looked funny! But after we got ta know dem, dey be pretty funny, especially when dese drunk!"
Keffan gazes up into the heavens.
Keffan starts chortling.
Morgiest mutters highmen.
Griva makes a drinking motion.
>grunt amused
You grunt, amused.
Griva grunts.
Keffan chuckles.
Griva recites:
"Since I'm a goot ole dwarf, I know when ta shut up. I'll leave ya folks with few last words. Let's try not ta show up da tall folks too badly now, it's dere games. Have fun!"
Griva lets out a cheer!
Keffan applauds Griva.
Keffan chuckles.
>cheer griva
You turn to Griva and cheer!
Keffan turns to face the crowd once more.
Keffan recites:
"Shortly after the end of this ceremony, we'll be openin up the North Gate of the grounds so ye can get ta the Caber Toss. The Challenge Arenas are already open, as are the taverns where ye will find Arm Wrestlin and the Drinkin Game."
Keffan recites:
"Announcements will be made as other games are opened up fer ye."
Keffan motions the crowd to silence, then nods to two giantmen standing off to the side.
The taller of the pair rolls a barrel marked "XXX" into a depression behind the podium, then steps back. The other giantman hands his torch to the first and raises the maul he had been holding.
With a mighty swing of the oversized hammer, the barrel is smashed, and liquid gushes into the shallow pit. The two giantmen grin widely, take several steps backward, and the torch is tossed into the liquid. With a loud WHOOMPH, the liquid ignites, forming a huge flame. Cheers and howls erupt from the crowd!
Keffan throws his head back and howls!
Keffan grins.
Griva lets out a cheer!
>howl
You throw your head back and howl!
Keffan recites:
"We hope ye will all have a grand time here with us. Let the games begin!""
>sta
You stand back up.
Keffan flashes a wide grin.
>clap
You applaud.
Frorin as always you have done me proud. Thanks for letting me know what I missed during the opening ceremony. Even through i'll only be able to fully participate on two days, i'd have hated to have not known how the festivities began. Appreciated.
... still no ale being sold/given away at this event though! Hope you brought enough for the week! Going to raise Hearthstone now and take some of the amber nectar with me.
Bremerial
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... still no ale being sold/given away at this event though! Hope you brought enough for the week! Going to raise Hearthstone now and take some of the amber nectar with me.
Bremerial
___________________________________
Warrior Interviews - Have you been interviewed yet? http://www.assessrisk.com/personal/gs4_30.htm
>... still no ale being sold/given away at this event though! Hope you brought enough for the week! Going to raise Hearthstone now and take some of the amber nectar with me.
I hadn't planned on putting it out this early, but there's now a trestle table in an area where we'll be holding a picnic. It's south/southwesterly of the transport center.
There's some pale Issimir ale on the table.
~Talisker
I hadn't planned on putting it out this early, but there's now a trestle table in an area where we'll be holding a picnic. It's south/southwesterly of the transport center.
There's some pale Issimir ale on the table.
~Talisker
<<I hadn't planned on putting it out this early, but there's now a trestle table in an area where we'll be holding a picnic. It's south/southwesterly of the transport center.
<<There's some pale Issimir ale on the table.
<<~Talisker
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Talisker, you have made a young dwarf very happy, and it didn't even involve money, alterations or the Bathhouse!! This ale is excellent! Thank you so much. Well worth the wait!
You grunt gleefully, rubbing your hands together!
You grunt, motioning for a drink
An Issimir woman makes a quick trip to a back storage area and returns with a pale Issimir ale. Handing it to you carefully, an Issimir woman says, "Here's your ale. Hope you enjoy it."
You take a drink from your Issimir ale. The rich flavor of the ale leaves faintly nutty aftertaste.
You feel tension draining away, giving way to a very relaxed state.
You grunt happily.
Bremerial
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<<There's some pale Issimir ale on the table.
<<~Talisker
____________
Talisker, you have made a young dwarf very happy, and it didn't even involve money, alterations or the Bathhouse!! This ale is excellent! Thank you so much. Well worth the wait!
You grunt gleefully, rubbing your hands together!
You grunt, motioning for a drink
An Issimir woman makes a quick trip to a back storage area and returns with a pale Issimir ale. Handing it to you carefully, an Issimir woman says, "Here's your ale. Hope you enjoy it."
You take a drink from your Issimir ale. The rich flavor of the ale leaves faintly nutty aftertaste.
You feel tension draining away, giving way to a very relaxed state.
You grunt happily.
Bremerial
___________________________________
Warrior Interviews - Have you been interviewed yet? - http://www.assessrisk.com/personal/gs4_30.htm
>Talisker, you have made a young dwarf very happy, and it didn't even involve money, alterations or the Bathhouse!! This ale is excellent! Thank you so much. Well worth the wait!
Glad you like it!
>An Issimir woman makes a quick trip to a back storage area and returns with a pale Issimir ale. Handing it to you carefully, an Issimir woman says, "Here's your ale. Hope you enjoy it."
The Issimir woman will no longer run back to some strange storage area (in a field!) for your items. She'll reach behind the table. ; )
~Talisker
Glad you like it!
>An Issimir woman makes a quick trip to a back storage area and returns with a pale Issimir ale. Handing it to you carefully, an Issimir woman says, "Here's your ale. Hope you enjoy it."
The Issimir woman will no longer run back to some strange storage area (in a field!) for your items. She'll reach behind the table. ; )
~Talisker
