Black Gryphon Inn

 

Ah, Black Gryphon Inn... ...one of my favorite events. This year the theme was a Viking Mead Hall (notice the Viking Ship on the wall).   Here I am licking Alexander's ear. I think he put some fresh grass behind there (that's like catnip for sheep). He didn't seem to mind though.

Here Paigan and I make a salute to the Gods. Ok, you got me, we were actually re-enacting the Bugs Bunny version of the Ring Cycle. I would have rather been the bunny, but somehow I ended up as the spear (she already had the magic helmet). Leopold? Leopold?

Here I am, obviously, up to no good with Pippin & Fai'lenn. I don't remember much (damn Pippin & his girlie drinks) but for some reason I remember someone saying "Stop whoring out that sheep for gold coins!"

 

Ah Agnar! He knows exactly where to put his hands! Instead of Tongue-Odd his last name should Finger-Fantastic! Sile's a lucky lady!

 

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