Daily Archives: May 14, 2013

Beaver Day Beckons!

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On Saturday, June 1, 2013, Magestry will be lending its hands once more to Chesterfield Scout Reservation for it’s biggest annual service day, known as Beaver Day. The day begins at 9AM in the camp dining hall (module building) and ends at around 4PM. Over thejbbeaver1
past couple of years we have been the biggest and hardest working volunteer group; let’s see if we can keep that tradition going. Come prepared to defy both sun and bugs and be prepared to paint and/or walk into the lake! Remember that Brownie Point awards for service days are always first class. Ding!
The camp is providing lunch for us, but they need to know our numbers, so please email Paul at [email protected] and let him know what hours you can join us. Hope to see you there!

PC Submission: Fae Party!

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Greetings fellow Elmertonians,

Some of this is going to sound real familiar but keep reading.  There are new details that you would be Ashynnied crazy to miss!

House Morlaix and yours truly are hosting an event on the twenty fifth day of Petalsong in honor of House Irune.  You are all invited.  I have that kind of sway. However, events are lots of work and I am looking for anyone willing to assist to contact me as soon as possible.  I would appreciate some servants, some music and a herald.  Do not fear, servanting will pay pretty well in magic, coins and gratitude.   We can work out how much of each you require later.   There will be food, drink, games and prizes.  Bring some food and drink if you want to partake.  House Irune of course need only bring their fiery selves!  If you have ideas for a game you want to run or entertainment you want to provide, do tell.  You can never have too much fun.

There will be a prize of a fine shirt.  It is a deep sanguine red that evokes images of flame and combat.  It would fit a range of individuals from men of moderate size all the way up to Battlekeep extra, extra muscly.  The shirt will be raffled.  Each member of House Irune will receive a ticket.  Fear not towns members and servants.  There will be additional ways to EARN tickets.  For one, you can help make the party successful by helping setup or cleanup.  For two, you can bring more than your fair share of goodies.  If you can’t bring anything and don’t want to help out, it is polite to ask before you take anything and to only do that after everyone else has been served.  For three, you can take a spicy eating challenge.  But don’t do that.  It will be terrible.

Because I like to paint swords, I offer a second prize.  Those

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interested in a painted weapon can submit a theme for me to create.  I can either paint your current weapon or buy a sword and paint that.  An example of a theme could be “Spring” or “Dragons” or “Armpit”.  I will determine theme finalists and the crowd will determine the winner by volume of applause and other noise.

– Solun

PC Submission: A Town In Mourning

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This moon we mourn the loss of Cael Daithi. He died in late into the evening on the 3rd of Petalsong in a tragic

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whirlwind accident in the Aces Gambling Hall. His memory is so strong with all of the towns members of Elmerton that it was like his ghost was just walking around all weekend.
We will meet at 11 pm on Gathering Day in the graveyard to mourn and remember him.
He is survived by his dill dip and his three best friends.

In lieu of flowers, his three best friends ask that you just do not speak ill of the dead.

 

PC Submission: From the mountains of Mahitomo

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Centuries have turned the monastery into ancient ruins, but I still remember walking these grounds as a child when the monks dwelled here. My old friend and teacher once taught me this poem:

世の中は
何にたとへん
山彦の
こたふる聲の
空しきがごと

It means:

Our life in this world – 
to what shall I compare it? 
It’s like an echo 
resounding through the mountains 
and off into the empty sky.

For the longest time I always found his poem sad that it focused upon our lives fading into emptiness above. Yet now, I can feel the truth to the rest of his words, we do have the power to make the very mountains of this world shudder. Living long is not the same as living loud, my friends in Elmerton have taught me that.

Even as I walk among the foot prints of my past I can feel the magic of that quaint town calling to me. I wonder how much has changed in the moons that I have been gone. I can even hear Takaeda whispering to me about returning to the waterfall in Elmerton. My friends, I hope you still gather round the hearth and share stories of your many adventures. I hope you still look kindly on strangers and help those in need. Set aside a cup of tea for me my friends, I am on my way back to you.

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