This was the "Walk the Plank" improvisational contest. They said come prepared for anything... it's a good thing I did. My congratulations and thanks to all who helped organize and run this festival-- I had a wonderful time!
While these were solo performances, officially, I must say I couldn't
possibly have pulled this off anywhere near as well without the great amount
of help and encouragement that came spontaneously from Kabaril. Should
he see this-- thank you again!
[Ampitheatre]
Massive desert stones curved around a shallow pit create a natural
amphitheatre. While the seating doesn't look particularly comfortable,
it does provide an excellent view of the stage from any angle. You
also see the Tanager disk and an arched hallway.
Also here: (lots and lots and lots of people.)
Obvious paths: up.
Songie recites:
"Next is Tanager!"
You let out a yelp!
You duck slightly and cover your head with your arms.
You stand back up.
Tanager smiles as she walks down to the small stage.
You turn around.
You survey the area.
You ask, "What's the topic, Songie?"
You flash a quick grin.
Songie grins.
Songie recites:
"Ye are a rum loving kobold nun!"
You say, "Aw heck, I'm gonna die."
You clasp a hand over your mouth.
You rub your chin thoughtfully.
Kabriel exclaims, "I never been to that nunnery!"
Kabaril says, "I could do dat one good..."
Kabriel ducks his head.
Kabaril says, "Since me already drunk and all"
(Tanager hunches over a bit, crosses her eyes slightly, and gives the stage a very bleary look.)
Jacinto says, "Either death or...."
Jacinto shudders.
Kabaril says, "Speakin of... I need some more booze"
Kabaril sighs.
You exclaim, "Blargh! I'se aiming fer you!"
(Tanager points haphazardly across the audience.)
You exclaim, "...naw... not you. Yer DRINK!"
You say, "Thassal I want...."
You suddenly stumble for no apparent reason.
You sway back and forth.
You say, "That, right there... wait... saw one. Knew I saw one."
Jacinto asks, "Why the black robes?"
Jacinto peers quizzically at you.
You say, "Blargh, you sure is ugly."
You see Lord Jacinto Quetzal the Half-Elf Swordsman.
He appears to be in his 40's, has short, straight black hair, dark
eyes, and tanned skin.
He has a map of Elanthia tattoo on his arm.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a wide-brimmed black leather hat, a crystal amulet, a
soft black leather pack clasped with a polished silver butterfly, a silver-inlaid
haon instrument case, a black wool uniform jacket, some dark grey ceremonial
brigandine emblazoned with a bright silver swallowtail, some elegant sable
velvet breeches, and some dark grey leather boots.
Kabaril removes a smoky topaz studded ora flagon from his belt.
You squint at Jacinto.
Kabaril raises his studded ora flagon skyward!
You peer quizzically at Kabriel.
Kabriel grins.
You say, "Therritis."
Naryia starts chortling.
Kabaril points at a smoky topaz studded ora flagon.
Kabaril grins.
Kabriel says, "Eep."
(This was an odd performance for Kabriel and Kabaril, as I confess I kept turning towards the wrong one.)
You say, "Down, way down, unnerda barricade."
You squint at Kabriel.
You squint at Kabaril.
Kabaril ducks his head.
You say, "Unnerda barricade. Widda snipers."
Kabriel grins at Kabaril.
You rub your chin thoughtfully.
Kabriel says, "She's talkin to you."
You say, "Gotta church. Biiiiig chuch."
Kabriel leans on Kabaril.
You say, "Church."
Kabaril whistles tunelessly to himself.
You say, "Worship... the kobold god."
Songie chuckles.
(Tanager raises her arms ceremoniously, but the effect is spoiled by another stagger sideways.)
Kabaril asks, "Ye still wantin dis?"
Kabaril taps a smoky topaz studded ora flagon.
A field mouse scampers into the area.
(Tolwynn has the most amazing timing. I was praying to get through this without him ever hearing of it.)
You say, "An, an..."
Nofret asks, "Who or what is the god of the kobolds?"
You say, "An if ya give sacri, sacri, sack... something...."
(Kabaril waves his flagon in front of Tanager's face)
You exclaim, "Blargh, I always wanted one of dose!"
You glance at Kabaril and begin to wail!
You exclaim, "For god! Big god!"
You exclaim, "This big!"
You wave.
The field mouse sits down.
You exclaim, "Reallly big!"
You sway back and forth.
You flail your arms about as you stumble backwards.
You say, "Really big."
You sit down.
Kabaril says, "I'll need your soul in eschange lil nun"
Kabaril whistles tunelessly to himself.
Kabaril says, "Exchange even"
You ask, "Ann, ann... how much soul?"
You squint at Kabaril.
Kabaril says, "All of it"
Kabaril nods to you.
You say, "Can give you bit. Gave rest to god."
You say, "Nun."
Kabaril says, "I am the kobold god"
Naryia starts chortling.
You squint at Kabriel.
You squint at Kabaril.
You squint at Naryia.
Kabriel says, "She's seeing double."
You squint at Kabaril.
Naryia waves to you.
Kabriel grins at Kabaril.
Naryia grins.
You say, "Yer not green enuf."
You say, "Kobold god, him GREEN, really green...."
Kabaril asks, "How dare ye not believe in your god?"
You say, "...blargh, I'se aiming for Him."
You sigh wistfully.
Kabaril exclaims, "I am the kobold god!"
Kabaril says, "Ye can have da flagon if ye give me yer soul"
You say, "I, I need... lib... liber... liberation."
Kabaril nods to you.
You say, "Thing ya pour. Onna groun."
Songie exclaims, "time!"
(And then Tolwynn showed up, and the first thing he did was show me his flailing crimson kobold lass pin. Why me?)