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need to write an introduction, he told me, Harry, must be, and not just the shoe. And let them be. How did it start? Megabitami for seven, the seven parties was once a Lord Soth. I climbed, skrobnąłem something in the forum, fathered some text and started. Familiarity with Wesyrem, then ant, Kivak, Cadrach, Mondry, Harry, and many of the ones that the forum udzielało. This website, knowledge, mother dog. Kivakon has a chance to know in real life (Jezu! writes like a compulsive internetowiec!), The overthrow of a few things together and pogadaniu a few cases. While all around as it might interfere, clenched teeth and went. In 2003
Kivakon close I did not have 500 km on foot because it is not. But I decided to save the honor of Poznan and went on a long pilgrimage to Lake liners or in the vicinity of Nowy Sacz. On Kivakon arrived around noon on Tuesday, probably. Since that time, a relationship I think.
point of contact was a school in Tabaszowej. There, I received a two konwentowiczów, Wesyr and oil. After brief greetings szumnych headed toward the store. How sad and Oil Wesyra message that Torasina in Krakow was not. You should have known that Torasin was wanted by us during the entire convention. We moved in the direction of the store. There, we found Jackson with his other half. It was necessary also to overthrow the piwku. The conversation revealed that Jackson had already seen, in PKSie, but it is not met, and here I came upon a sharp retort that erpegowicze however, are not recognizable, of course, stands in contradiction with what I wrote in one of the articles. I even revenge.
Soon we started toward the site of the convent, which was Kivaka plot, situated on a large stromiźnie. Way boring, long and demanding focus was defeated smoothly and quickly (although previously Wesyr estate, tired of traveling, uncomfortable a sprained ankle on the road, falling first and as it turned out not be the last victim of the convention).
On the spot, after a puncture by a large group of tents, I reached the magic happen, which had already been distributed konwentowicze mechin. Just landed on the stage kłócenia for cleaning, but a semblance of hope to all welcomed (ie, with, in no particular order, an ant and Szerman, Andrew and Honda and Eve, the other half, Mondry, bought little something in Nowy Sacz - Sork all that in parenthesis).
That's more or less like that. Confusion came to light, because the higher authorities, ie Kivaka parents, they visit the land and took up konwentowicze hard to clean. Anyway, in the end had come to break down and play Machina. As a junior engineer, and warehouse workers, not yet I caught all the rules, but the game was still interesting. Some of the popular slogans of the convent began to fall, "Gabby, search," Mr. Andrew is fair "or" I will not do? I am? ". This excellent game quickly became a symbol of the fat convention and entertainment.
In addition, it was a lake. I miss the green water and fish zdechłymi do not like, but most had great joy of swimming and wandering around the lake by canoe. The one with burns Knights of the Round Table did not mention (I assure you that hint konwentowicze That up to understand, the rest must do without overlooking kulejącego knight - jakolwiek strange this would sound). Note to the curious! Well, Sir Andrew was worthy of much przypiekającego dragon (Sun) straight in the knees, What was the result of wrapping and wandering kayak on the lake. The injury gave only this form of realism that is played by him returning from the trip Round Table Knight (but I turned up!).
Exactly! I was forgotten. LARPami Convention and the sessions stopped. So it seems to me, though Tyszanie have a completely different approach in this matter. What there was a LARP (Pendragon by Kivak). I came out pretty well, considering the fact that the story is a little smashed, and some did not have much idea about the times of King Arthur (Did I say about myself?). To me Pendragon liked it and even liked, despite what you probably thought Kivak.
Well, yes. There were sessions. The whole two of you if you can call it that. Well, the last day konwentowania when the team rolled over and with Kivakiem and Wesyrem were alone with the idea of \u200b\u200bplaying the chickens died. Well played. First Kivak vein with DnD. Who knows what has really, who does not know, maybe one day to know. World championship, has restored in me the belief in pursuit of epic fantasy. A second, less successful attempt has been playing Neuroshima to me. We did a narrative characters (the method by Khaki) and spring! Unfortunately, the night was late, anyone tired of Mr. Tychy and oak. Things like that, Kivak looming for the dream of a Charmed is a beautiful thing. Pograliśmy Wesyrem still moments, and found that you have to give it a rest. And that's it.
Convention was accompanied by numerous social events (although not in Polish it sounded.) It was landing on his head Kivaka chruście, was to talk about Shadowrunie (really did not want to sleep!), Was falling from the chairs at the time (sory for the chair!) And stuff. Generally, one week unless I get bored. No i was super hyper-cake casserole grazing followed by two days we went satisfied.
Well, I forgot, if the brain does not feel Harry. The two most important elements of the convention: chicken and Torasin. Unfortunately, the latter, despite the many calls, it was not. A chicken was, then yes. Sometimes Mondry expelled them from the tent, sometimes proved it can eat chicken all. It should also be noted that Mondry became a senior commander of the battalion (two kids), guard liners. Giving orders, like himself, General Zhukov, though his command of catching chickens was unfortunate (that is little affected hen and she made noise). How would
not writing, anyway, the report and the convention, must come to an end. On Saturday, probably on Aug. 9, dirty and smelly (who noticed?) Returned to the capital of Wielkopolska, thirsty for a view of civilization. I will be brief, cool Ludki. Right now I invite you to Bulkon around 2004 in Poznan! Info coming soon!
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