Camp happened
despite relative absence of Cap'n and Quartermaster. Curteis was Rapier
Steward & RMiC and spent the first day setting up the warfield. Karl
was Parking Steward, and was only in camp to eat & sleep. And still we
managed to setup camp without too many hiccups. Kudos to the crew!
First use of ship's Tables!
Lazarus premiers new brews to much approval:
Arrogant Bitch pale ale
Dragon Stout
a Red Wine
and a Cream Soda for the Cap'n (hic)...
The Assassination attempt is brought to a quick anti-climax within 1/2
hour. Mattheus is waylayed whilst walking between camps. Cormac is gunned
down by Lot with his own gun, but manages to return the favour. And Nafar ungraciously
shoots Curteis in the head... (fortunately, the one place that would do no
damage). Despite profuse
bleeding and debilitating migraines for several
months, Curteis survives the incident. But who knows what long term
effects he may be suffering...
Tink is brought aboard as a Midshipman.
Duncan is officially recognized as a Marine.
Following an exhausting 6 hours of marshalling and resolving petty
complaints on the rapier field (He's not taking his shots! Why do WE have
to stand in the sun? My leg's stuck in this gopher hole!), Curteis got
gussied up for court and promptly fell asleep in his lounge chair. After
encouraging folks to attend court cause "they never knew what might
happen", it was Curteis that missed being called up for an award.
