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Though rain often threatens the land named for the god of storms, the gathering of adventurers met with more fair sky than not. The centaurs seemed more than willing to share their massive camp; it is said that the half-horse, half-men like the sturdier peoples of Norrath, favored heavy foods and even heavier drink. More than a handful of participants brought food and drink including foraged fruits and vegetables, frozen sea biscuits, cactus pie, elven wine, gator gulp ale, triple bock, and some notorious gnoll concoction.
Ironically, the frivolity turned serious. Neither side seems to remember the exact details. Rumors say that playful deuling became deadly. Others say that insults were spoken in drunkenness about centaurs, gnomish lineage, and goats. Still some take the high ground pointing fingers at horseplay run afoul saying the centaurs became rowdy and aggressive. More far fetched explanations involve intrigue with neighboring aviaks putting stronger than usual drink into the cups of unwitting participants. Like a brawl spilling into the snowy streets of Halas or the black-and-blue contests between dwarves or minotaurs, the Roster found themselves squared against centaur. In the end, however, through the blessings of Marr and the heart of Tunare, all was set right again. All that remained broken were a few jars of some strong-smelling brew and a few bruised egos.
All in all, many walked away in good cheer. "Any fight you walk away from is a fight you've one," someone slurred.
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The wizard Aloysha brought his own special stein to the picnic.
Though after a few too many, guild members took his spellbook away
to prevent him from teleporting while intoxicated.
Ignoring suggestions that the female casters duel, Xani and Faedriel
discuss the finer points of summoning pets, Elven dressmakers, and gardening tools.
After demonstrating the effectiveness of her spell, 'Whirl Till You Hurl',
Faedriel is seen making a hasty exit from the party in a moment of modesty.
(She later complained that the facilities at the Centaur Camp were more than lacking.)
Orthos was found proudly showing off his brightly polished armor convincing
those who passed by that he WAS Soulfire!
(Riadne was sure to invoke 'Resist Fire' lest the paladin really felt the burn.)
The good-natured Taiden attempted to demonstrate the latest dance steps.
The Centaurs did not seem to take to two-legged dancing and became incensed.
(The jeers from Nackle hiding in the fire pit didn't seem to help either.)
Without warning, the rough housing leads fighting and mishap.
Even the Centaurs fought among themselves shortly after a misunderstanding
when someone shouted, "Hay is for horses!"
Drunkenness is not a good substitute for feign death.
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