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personal - GemStone IV EAST HARBOR FESTIVAL 5010
EVENTS
- Ebon Gate
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- Krystanne's and Caleanon's
Wedding 5109
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- Highman Games
5110
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- Grawood
Festival 5110
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- Mist Harbor Eastern Harbor Street Festival
5110
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- Ebon Gate
5110
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- Zifku's Vodka Drinking
Game 5111
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- Droughtman's Challenge 5111
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Challenger's view
Best
Heckles
Key Moments
- Mist Harbor Anthem Ceremony 5111
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- Ebon Gate
5111
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- Ebon Gate
5112
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- The wedding of Erienne and Nordred
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- Highman Games 5113
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- Gweniveer and Japhrimel Wedding 5113
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- River's
Rest Pickle Festival 5113
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- River's Rest Pickle Festival 5114
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- River Rest Pickle Festival 5115
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VEMEON, BESWICK'S CHERRY TOSSING GAME - 27th of Phoenatos
A clear pattern was emerging of relative inactivity in the morning at the
festival interspersed with good conversation and some considerable waiting
for the evening events to start. In early evening my feet took me to The Rogue Within.
A raspy voice on the wind gets your attention, "Vemeon will be in his shop in the Eastern Harbor to work on the whips
from The Rogue Within." The voice fades with a phlegmy cough.
Vemeon was working in room order, altering whips. I knew as the tenth customer in the room that I would obtain work for the
third time.
Vemeon raspily says, "I suggest not leaving... unless whip scare you, in which case, you shouldn't have come..."
Vemeon raspily says, "Keep in mind, I am only working on my own whips today."
Vemeon raspily says, "I do not charge for my service, but I do accept tips.
I confess that I do so love his work. I handed my whip to him for alteration and received a veritable work
of art in exchange. Although somewhat fatigued I decided to move onwards to the next scheuled event
Bewicks will be hosting a game of Toss Your Cherries as part of the Mist Harbor festival very soon! Please head to the courtyard of the Library
if you wish to participate!
I moved to the courtyard as instructed which was not a burdomson journey as I had been resting in one of the library annexes. There
I saw Bewick.
You see Bewicks Balooga.
She appears to be a Mhoragian Halfling.
She is tiny and appears to be young and robust. She has bright blue eyes and freckled skin. She has
shoulder length, curly copper red hair tucked behind her ears. She has a plump face, a small nose and
soft, vivid red hair covering the tops of her large feet. Each toe is meticulously groomed and painted a
different color. The second to last toe on her left foot has a small blue ribbon tied around the knuckle.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pleated sky blue wool cap, a wooden-beaded two finger choker suspending a
lapis lazuli, a silver-buttoned thick dark leather vest over a long-sleeved bloused white cotton shirt,
a waxed black leather pouch, and some knee-high dark wool breeches.
Bewicks turns to you and cheers!
Bewicks skips in a circle around you.
Bewicks drops a brightly painted red sign.
>read sign
In the Common language, it reads:
~*Toss Your Tarts Rules*~
Each time you strike your partner's body with a piece of tart, you achieve points
.
The person with the most points afterwards is the winner and will receive their choice of the prizes listed below.
Points are calculated as follows:
Eye - 4pts
Forehead - 3 pts
Posterior - 2 pts
Everywhere else - 1 pt
Prize choices - 1 alteration, 1 feature change, 1 lighten or deepen
Bewicks loudly announces, "Sign!"
Bewicks recites squeakily: "Read the sign for Bewicks Game!"
Cimmorina exclaims, "It's tossing tarts, not cherries!"
Bewicks squeakily says, "Oh.
Bewicks frowns at a brightly painted red sign.
Berylla says, "Cherries are in the tarts...
Bewicks skips over to the sign, spits in her palm a few times and rubs vigorously at the surface!
She then whips out a paintbrush and (somehow it has paint on it) scribbles something on the sign!
Bewick then proceeded to inform us that we needed a partner but those without partners would be
competing against Bewick. We were all given cherries, which I prematurely started to flick in the face of
my agreed partner Cerveza.
Bewicks recites squeakily: "Pick up one bag of cherries and do NOT eat it!"
Bewicks squeakily asks, "Everyone have a bag?"
Bewicks recites squeakily: "Now then, do not eat this bag of cherries! Bewicks give you another one after game to eat!"
Bewicks recites squeakily: "If you have no partner, Bewicks will be your partner!"
Bewicks recites squeakily: "We will go in room order! If you have a partner, you each FLIP the cherries at each
other but not all at once! One person at a time until all 10 cherries are gone from their bag!"
Bewicks recites squeakily: "You have to use all 10 of this bag in the contest!"
Bewicks recites squeakily: "Now then! Bewicks demonstrate on this one!"
Speaking squeakily to Cimmorina, Bewicks exclaims, "You be Bewicks demo!"
Bewicks squeakily exclaims, "Everyone pay attention! You flip all 10 cherries at your partner!
THEN they can flip all 10 at you!"
Now I confess that the room was so noisy that I did not hear much of the instructions. Somehow I thought the game had started
and began the flicking process.
Bewicks stares at you.
Speaking squeakily to you, Bewicks exclaims, "Stop!"
Bewicks wails!
Speaking squeakily to you, Bewicks exclaims, "Save for the game!"
You softly say, "Ahhh."
I watched, somewhat chastened, as Bewick demonstrated on Cimmorina and then watched other contestants toss their cherries
as the game started. I discussed the merits of us competing against Bewick individually but we decided that we would
compete against each other. Then it was our turn.
Bewicks comes merrily skipping up to you.
You turn to Bewicks and cheer!
Bewicks points at a small bag of chocolate cherries.
Bewicks nods to you.
You pick up a small bag of chocolate cherries.
Bewicks squeakily asks, "Who partner?"
You point at Cerveza.
Bewicks nods.
Speaking squeakily to Cerveza, Bewicks asks, "All tens cherries?"
Speaking quietly to Bewicks, Cerveza says, "Unless you miscounted."
Cerveza appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Shot 1: Not her best shot, Cerveza flicks a cherry at you and it glances off your shoulder!
Shot 2: Flicking with a bit more energy than usual, the cherr Cerveza just aimed at you hits you right on the posterior!
Shot 3: Cerveza flicks a cherry at you! You move to avoid it, but it ends up hitting you right in the eye! OUCH!
Shot 4: Flicking with a bit more energy than usual, the cherr Cerveza just aimed at you hits you right on the posterior!
Shot 5: Cerveza flicks a cherry at you! You move to avoid it, but it ends up hitting you right in the eye! OUCH!
Shot 6: Cerveza flicks a cherry at you! You move to avoid it, but it ends up hitting you right in the eye! OUCH!
Shot 7: Cerveza flicks a cherry at you! You move to avoid it, but it ends up hitting you right in the eye! OUCH!
Shot 8: Not her best shot, Cerveza flicks a cherry at you and it glances off your shoulder!
Shot 9: Clearly taking time to aim, Cerveza flicks a cherry at you and hits you smack in the middle of your forehead!
Shot 10: Not her best shot, Cerveza flicks a cherry at you and it glances off your shoulder!
Cerveza slowly empties her lungs.
Bewicks squeakily exclaims, "Twenty-six!"
Bewicks squeakily exclaims, "Nice!"
You softly say, "Well may as well throw my cherries away."
You chuckle.
Shot 1: Not your best shot, you flick a cherry at Cerveza and it glances off her shoulder!
Shot 2: You flick a cherry at Cerveza and darned if she doesn't move at just the wrong moment!
It hits her right in the eye! Man, that's gotta hurt.
Shot 3: Taking a little time to aim, you flick the cherr and hit Cerveza smack in the middle of her forehead!
Shot 4: Taking a little time to aim, you flick the cherr and hit Cerveza smack in the middle of her forehead!
Shot 5: Without taking time to aim, you flick a cherry at Cerveza and hit her square in the chest!
Shot 6: Not your best shot, you flick a cherry at Cerveza and it glances off her shoulder!
Shot 7: Taking a little time to aim, you flick the cherr and hit Cerveza smack in the middle of her forehead!
Shot 8: Without taking time to aim, you flick a cherry at Cerveza and hit her square in the chest!
Shot 9: Taking a little time to aim, you flick the cherr and hit Cerveza smack in the middle of her forehead!
Shot 10: Flicking with a bit more energy than usual, the cherr you just aimed at Cerveza hits her right on the posterior!
Bewicks squeakily exclaims, "Twenty two!"
Bewicks giggles.
Bewicks squeakily exclaims, "She wins!"
Giantphang says, "That is less than twenty-six."
I confess, I was a little disappointed not to win. But it was a fair contest. I congratulated Cerveza and after a moment's
contemplation, retired for the night, dreaming of missed opportunities and whispered conversations now regretted.
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