[Third Thread] [Video/Action] Backdated to just after return from Malnosso Land

[abjurer]

Remember Remember
The Fifth of November,
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder treason,
Should ever be forgot.

Even in Luceti.

[Have a grin after that somewhat ominous recital.]

So, November fifth is Bonfire night where I'm from, where we celebrate the failure of Guy Fawkes's attempt to blow up the King and Parliament by, well, letting off fireworks and having a massive bonfire and occasionally burning effigies. There's also some really great food because what celebration isn't complete without really nice food?

So yeah, November fifth, once it gets dark so maybe, seven? Outside the battledome and we'll walk out to where we're having the bonfire and fireworks. Dress warmly! Any food or drink is very very welcome.


Hope to see you there!

[Action]
[Max spends the rest of the next couple of days rushing around, trying to find the requisite foods for Bonfire Night. Feel free to approach him!]

[OOC: log for the actual bonfire night celebration will be put up tomorrow.]

Comments

[greenjacketed]

You as well, eh?

[ because he's met a few priests who don't care for a godless bastard like himself. ]

[abjurer]

Uh-huh. Everything from my heritage to my personal inclinations to my chosen profession.

[greenjacketed]

Bastards, every one of us. In one way or another.

[abjurer]

That seems like a good way of putting it, yeah. Life is too short to spend it worrying about what other people think.

[greenjacketed]

They'll hate you either way -- worrying or not.

[abjurer]

Exactly. And why give them the satisfaction?

[greenjacketed]

...Screw'em, I suppose. Screw'em and hold a big old party -- which I reckon you're already doing, so good on you.

[abjurer]

That is the best reason for a party, in my opinion. Nothing annoys people so much as knowing that you're having fun when they don't want you to.

[greenjacketed]

And when you say there'll be drink...

[ he trails off, anxious to know whether the good stuff will be in supply. ]

[abjurer]

Oh yeah, plenty. Beer. Good stuff. Vodka, mead, wine. Whatever I can get my hands on.

[greenjacketed]

...Brandy?

[abjurer]

I can get some brandy, sure. Whatever I can find in the shop honestly.

[greenjacketed]

Bring the brandy, mate, and I'll bring myself.

[abjurer]

I think that can be managed. I'll see you there.