supertinks | The Renewal Update

okay, i know i need to also update you all on whats going on in my life, but first and foremost I want to post about Renewal, as its still fairly fresh on my mind

I wasnt sure how Renewal was going to go for me this year. I didnt really start looking forward to it till Wednesday evening, Thursday morning sort of time. Once we were all packed and on our way I was fine.

Getting to site was nice, as it meant I got to see everyone I hadnt seen since Wasteland (or had only seen briefly). Thursday was mostly spent hurriedly putting up tent in the rain, then dressing the Command Tent (a nice indoor job which meant I was still working when the rest of the set-up crew were hiding in the tent complaining about the weather). Once that was done (Well as much as I could do that day) I started drinking. I drank mostly mead in the bar with the lads from the Kings Own in the Lions, and it was really nice to get to spend more than about half an hour with them OC. I did however, drink two bottles of mead..

Woke up friday morning with no hangover whatsoever. in order to preserve this state, I drank lots of lucozade sport and ate breakfast.I survived the day with no hangover. I am very impressed by this. friday was spent finishing off the command tent, then I had a shower and it was great.

I really didnt want to have to get into kit, mostly because of the paint. I'm really starting to get fed up of being non-human.. so i was lazy and covered up enough to only need to paint my hands and face. I was so fed up of the paint that I was seriously starting to consider retiring Lix..

so Time In happened. after that it all goes a bit weird. First off we had the re-doing of the Faction Noble Rank, which was cool. I got bumped up slightly, and am now a “Wealthy Jhereg”. Then I spent some time chatting to people and feeling a bit lost. As I don’t hold any kind of responsibility-giving position in the faction, I spent some time wondering what the hell I was for. Then the Jhereg plot hit me in the face. Granny Trix turning up was an emotional minefield for Lix, and so I spent the rest of Friday in a bit of emotional turmoil.

Saturday was cool, trying to help Frik out as much as I could to win the Jhereg Champion contest. He didn’t win in the end but it was much fun. We lost Lek, which was a pain in the ass, but I wasn’t overly worried about it. Also, the Lions had their own People’s Hero contest, which Yeoman Will (Kings Own) had entered, so I helped him out a bit too, and he eventually won (even though he cheated vastly throughout with the help of me and the rest of the Regiment). I spent much time chatting with the Lions, and have got to know them a lot better now, even if I did get into a bit of trouble for sending Emerald Lil and Dante the Green into their camp (They don’t like demons). Saturday after Time Out was cool, I drank with the Jhereg for a little bit which was nice, and then went back to the Lions to spend some time with Jamie, and the camp was invaded by the ref’s rampage, so we stayed there for some time pissing about with the refs. We didn’t get to bed till half 4 or something silly.

I was rather hung over the next day, on account of having drunk many different drinks the night before. Sunday was our Battle Day, and during the battle we lost Frik, Duh, Bat and Nuvva. Goblin death count now up to 5. Knox and I spent some time on the battlefield crying and trying to decide what to do; we decided to leave. Got back to camp after the battle, and had the worst night of my life. Seeing the reaction of the other goblins (especially Poke) to the death of 5 gobbos was awful, as was having to watch Knox tell Max he was leaving. At this point, I decided to stay. I spent the rest of Sunday night in shock, crying and wondering what the hell was going to happen to us.

Monday was monstering day, which I wasn’t doing due to my sprained ankle from the last event. So I organised the water carriers. Managed to get a nice bit of roleplay in just before the battle, when I popped into the Lions camp to see the Regiment before they went into the battle. I think they did appreciate seeing me.

Then Jamie got shot in the eye with an arrow, and was invalided off the field. This wasn’t so much fun. Time out was quite late, so it was a mad rush to get stuff done before leaving. Undressing the Command Tent was ace, as I had loads of help and we got it done really quickly. We left site at about 8pm. Finally got home at half eleven, cos of having to drop people off at the station, and unload the van, and fetch my car from Tash’s house.

I’m looking forward to next year now, as I’ve worked out that my place in the faction is not worrying about the world plot, but looking after our relations with other factions. Most of them don’t like us very much as a whole, but everyone seems to like Lix. So next year I will be mostly convincing the world that we’re not all that bad really. I’m now leader of the Goblin Horde, but there’s only me, Poke, Brak, Justa and Skragg (if James comes back). But we have an IC tent for next year so it should be good. Now all I have to do is survive the first event of next year, as FNG is determined to kill me.

I didn’t injure myself all weekend, which makes this the first CP event of the year when I haven’t. Although I have been eaten to death by insects for the first time ever, and have some strange bruises. And I’m very sore.