2020.11.20:A Wandering Gathering/Text
Scene: Setting
Food: The food has been set out upon tables set out on the front porch of the Kinfolk house. Large aluminum pans of mashed tatters, corn, biscuits are set up to cater to whatever sized group shows up. Grills have been set up near the house to handle things like hunks of steak, chicken and other meats. Drinks: At the end of the line are a mixture of different coolers, each one filled with ice and drinks in a set up where people take what they want and move on. Seats: Chairs, benches and everything in between have been set in a large circle around the central fire. |
Scene: Welcome
Welcome & Introductions
The young, bearded theurge smiles at the kinfolk's assistance and clears his throat with a faint smile. "Hey folks...thanks for heading out here. I know things are a bit different this week but I wanted to thank everyone for coming out to the Gathering. For those who don't know me, I'm Jay Bergin, called Foe Hammer by the People but most people know me simply as Bergin or Berg." He smiles and looks around the gathered crowd as folks still continue to arrive and grab their food to settle in. "As you can see we have plenty of food and drink for ya tonight and you're welcome to take your fill." He takes a sip from his beer and smacks his lips with an audible 'Ah' in enjoyment. "Just like every week, and since there are some who are either newly arrived to the community or it's their first time at the Gathering, I'd like everyone to introduce themselves so we might get to know you a bit better." |
It seems like Ulf must've missed the clothes that were left out for him, since he ends up walking out of the Kinfolk House with a towel skirt, a towel draped over his shoulder, a turban towel for his hair, and another big towel wrapped around his torso like one of those blankets the paramedics give you after a fire. "Did anyone have any clothes near my size?" he asks, drying his hair and looking around to see if anyone he recognizes is nearby.
George calls over to Ulf "We got some literal giants in this sept. There's got to be some spares that'll suit you. Or you can hit wolf form and just run about in your fur." Then he turns to Bergin and stands and offers his introduction "I am George Andrews, rited 'Mocks the Dark' from my taunting of the Specters in my Rite of Passage, 'Trains the Weak' for my service in teaching the kin of this sept how to hide and protect themselves, 'Kills in Silence' for ending of four war twisted Fomor and leaving no clue or sign for the Wyrm loyal handlers to know why, 'Render-of-Shadow' for driving out the Specters who were plaguing the halls of the sept's honored dead and 'Finder-of-Ways' for the insights to secret paths that my attunement to Gaia brings. Homid born Elder Ragabash of the Silent Striders Called Harmerti and Speaker to the Dead for the Remembrance and special blessings of my tribe. Scout, Thief and sniper for my skills. Wielder of the Fang of Anubis. Member of the Council of Elders for the Sept of Enduring Spirit."
Minna comes in after having parked her own car, thank you very much. She moves on over to the food, scooping up some potatoes, some corn, mixing both together. It's just the kind of rib-sticking hot food one could use on a cold night. She glances, here and there, new faces, quiet and attentive.
Heidi stands up and is still wearing her corporate suit from town as if she rushed to get here in time. "Excuse me," she doesn't want to interrupt but she goes to help Ulf find the clothes she left out for him. "I left you this blue leisure track suit that looked like it would fit. And all I found for shoes in the box were some flip flops." Hopefully no one else scavenged them after their own shower.
Erin looks over to Ulf then to George and then back to Berg as he begins to speak. She tilts her head. She waits for someone to go first this time before she speaks up "I'm Erin Harrison, Kinfolk to Mother Ananasa and related to the Fae" she leaves it like that before she sits down again trying to shrink just a little bit.
Evonna waves to Heidi! Aah, but it is introduction time. Being new, she moves more forward into the group. "I am Evonna Kummerow, rited Blood Thorn, Cliath Forsetti of the Fenrir, daughter of Henrich Kummerow, rited Bathes in Blood, Ahroun, son of Elder Godi, Helga Kummerow, rited Vision of Northern Lights. Ready to help, support, and always available to listen."
Scene: Plan
-The Plan-
"Also, to continue the tradition of the competition, this week its a combination of the previous two with a bit of a twist. See, /this/ week, you'll need to jump and climb over a series of old cars to get to the place where you'll throw an axe to hit the target. It's not like our enemies are going to just stand around and let us hit them." The bearded Get smiles and gestures to a simple obstacle course that's been put together off to the edge of the yard. Hopefully people came wearing old clothes - or at least those who heard from last week. "Also, just a quick bit of news from the Daughter of Mother Bear, she is still looking for recruits to form a team of Smokejumpers to help fight the fires that have raged across the lands. All those interested in helping should speak to Tabi here," he points to the blonde-haired woman gathered around the firepit. |
Scene: Storytime
Storytime
"I'm sure that the Mother is smiling down on us as we gather together in common cause. Stories are important, they are our history - our legacy so that we do not forget from where our People came. So please have a seat (read: Places) and help me welcome tonight's Storyteller. The Get theurge gestures over to Killigrew and smiles to bid her to step into the center, "Good people, I give you the Daughter of Artemis, Killigrew of the Black Furies." |
Storytime |
Storytime |
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Storytime |
Scene: Competition
Competition
"The Obstacle Course comes in three parts - just like everything else we've done so far. Your first roll is to get through the maze of old cars and trucks, then when you're at the other side, you throw your weapon of choice at the moving targets. Once you've thrown, you pick up the weighted bag and run -back- /through/ the maze to get back here." He smiles broadly and crosses his arms over his chest like a proud, but somewhat nervous coach waiting before the kickoff. "So let's get to it." (OOC: Reference .event/Rescue for how this will work. Make all rolls private to Bergin so as not to spam the others. Scores will be posted to .event/results after all rolls are complete. Poses should follow once the results have been posted. |
Results
Player | Maze | Throw | Carry | Total |
Sten | 0 | 2 | 6 | 8 |
Brooke | 7 | 1 | 6 | 14 |
Erin | 3 | 0 | 2 | 5 |
Kili | 0 | 0 | 4 | 4 |
Gogh | 2 | 0 | 1 | 3 |
Minna | 1 | 2 | 0 | 3 |
Tabi | 6 | -1 | 2 | 7 |
Paul | 4 | 4 | 6 | 14 |
Dalibor | 1 | 4 | 2 | 7 |
Scene: Wrap-Up
Wrap-up and Toast
The kinfolk make sure that everyone's got something to drink around the fire before the final toast of the night as Bergin raises his bottle to wrap things up. People are already starting to mill around, fixing up containers of left-overs to take back and such as the event starts to wind down. "Once again I want to thank everyone for coming by tonight and I hope you enjoyed what hospitality we could provide. If ya like it well enough, plan on coming back next weekend. Gaia knows we have plenty of mouths to feed, warriors to train and bonds to build if we're going to win the War." He smiles widely to the crowd and makes eye contact with a few of those gathered before finishing his thought. "But in parting, let us all raise our drinks to the Mother...and Fenris, the Wolf." |