Medieval World!

[cityship]

Medieval World was one of the largest year-round renaissance faires in the multiverse.

Minstrels and bards wandered the streets, vendors sold ridiculously overpriced period clothing, jewelry, weapons, and turkey legs as big as a human's head, and the royal court mingled with the commoners. There were events everywhere: falconers, magicians, belly dancing, hypnotists, weapons competitions including swords, axes, maces, and bows, camel rides, Washing Well Wenches, fake jousting on wooden 'horses' suspended on ropes, and real jousting.

As was typical of these sorts of events, anachronicity was everywhere, as were patrons in all sorts of fantasy costumes.

Join in the fun!

[OOC: Add things if you want, and go for it!

Also, if anyone wants to win a flower for their lady from the Wenches, contact Shae for NPCing. >:3]

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[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie, in return, blinks at Ron in surprise. He had been serious about that? "Oh," he manages after a moment, not entirely sure what to say. "I'm sorry, I'd not realized."

His gaze flicks down to the still mostly uneaten haggis-on-a-stick. It's not quite the same as what he's used to, but it's still close to something he's not eaten for a long, long time. But as he looks back up at his teammate, he knows he doesn't want to bring up any more memories that Ron would clearly rather not dwell on, and he turns, walking over to the pub and depositing it on the bar in front of one of the other playtrons. "Here, ye can have this," he says, before heading back to the others.

"How do ye feel about turkey legs, then?"

[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

The teenager's eyes boggled. "Hey, I didn't say you couldn't eat it. I was just sayin' I don't wanna eat it."

[bonnypiperlad]

"Aye, well, I've already given it away. No point in worrying over it. It wouldn't be the same as if I had it back home, anyway." Besides, he can always come back later and get another one, if he really wants.

"Look, do ye want to go get turkey legs or not?"