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It is the first week of war(The Light week). There is nothing to do. So you go out and help someone set up a tent or two. After that it is late afternoon. You figure $%^& it. I am on vacation so you fall asleep in your tent. You wake up (it is night!) to the sound of African drums pounding off in the distance. You grab your trusty mug and these days your ID (It didn’t use to be that way. But that is a story for another time.)
You head out into the forest. There you see a camp with two long lines checking for IDs. You get past that noise.
Over to your right you see two more long lines. The first one for some tasty liquor concoction that they made up for the night. It is just as smooth as Kool-Aid. Becareful it will sneak up on you.
The second one is some imported ale. And do you know what you pay for them to fill your mug? Nothing! You just hand them your empty mug. Is there a limit? If you have a staff you can stand longer. If you fall down, no more. You get water. So, bring a staff.
Over to your left you notice a bright blazing light. You look over and it is a massive roaring campfire that rises a full story in to the sky. You defocus off the blaze at the sound of giggles and flashes of metal. Low and behold there are Belly Dancers dancing around the campfire. And they are all dancing for your enjoyment. You defocus off of their amazing movements and realize where the sound of the African drums are coming from - farther around the campfire are huge men pounding huge African drums.
And that is a crappy party at Pennsic and you can go to 3 of those parties every night on the first week of War. On the second week of war there are 8 themed parties every night.
If you would like to learn more go to...
www.pennsic.net
or
www.sca.org
