![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Have returned from Maelstrom, and I ache. I really need to get back into exercises that involve more than my upper arms, which is a slightly peculiar thing to say. Anyway, spent a whole day finding young, foolish boys (preferably called James, but not essential) to give to Fluffy the pirate. Sadly Dogboy is dead - he offered himself up as a sacrifice to the volcano, which is proof that I shouldn't leave him alone *for a minute* - but I did get to write a wonderful prayer to the Jaguar god starting with "Dear Mr Jaguar, hope you are well. Having a lovely time at the island..." and various cartoons. Oh, and a request for a particular item blueprint. If Matt P manages to get it for me, I will also love him forever. Honest.
Anyway, will write up a longer account, mostly because it was all silliness and nothing even remotely political - apart from possibly the said volcano - and therefore I can. I have a few photographs, but sadly nothing too impressive. Also failed to buy swords, although I have found the trademan who will be making them for me, for they are historically accurate - vaguely - and really, really light. Normally they're all done for the male market and my poor arms hurt! These ones you can parry so damned quick it's like .. well, it's like having a really light sword. But you kinda got that already. Will shut up now.
Oh, and the car got stuck in the mud at least three times. I will need to send a card of thanks to Bill and his TRACTOR OF DELIGHT!! *woo Bill!* (scarily enough, he was very grateful for the thanks, for some nasty woman he had just pulled out of the mud actually yelled at him because she "wasn't ready" - despite the fact that he had taken ages getting her car in the right position to be towed, everything was fine, and then she happened to get a call on her mobile which apparently she had to take *right then*. Personally, I'd have left her in the mud).
End waffle.
Anyway, will write up a longer account, mostly because it was all silliness and nothing even remotely political - apart from possibly the said volcano - and therefore I can. I have a few photographs, but sadly nothing too impressive. Also failed to buy swords, although I have found the trademan who will be making them for me, for they are historically accurate - vaguely - and really, really light. Normally they're all done for the male market and my poor arms hurt! These ones you can parry so damned quick it's like .. well, it's like having a really light sword. But you kinda got that already. Will shut up now.
Oh, and the car got stuck in the mud at least three times. I will need to send a card of thanks to Bill and his TRACTOR OF DELIGHT!! *woo Bill!* (scarily enough, he was very grateful for the thanks, for some nasty woman he had just pulled out of the mud actually yelled at him because she "wasn't ready" - despite the fact that he had taken ages getting her car in the right position to be towed, everything was fine, and then she happened to get a call on her mobile which apparently she had to take *right then*. Personally, I'd have left her in the mud).
End waffle.
