AT war

The past week felt like coming home.

My longest event yet.
Met a lot of awesome people! Got to hang out with my favorite people. Learned new skills. Reach limits. Tested myself and my stamina. Turns out a Northeasterner doesn't do so well in higher altitude, extreme heat.... in armour. I really missed my Vinland snow.

I was very proud of a young warrior from our barony. He dropped by our camp during the week and trained a bit. He fought in a tourney and rocked it. I hope to see more of this young warrior. He will kick my ass one day. And as a bonus, he's very smart. He knows when to armour down... we could learn from him.

Each time I fight I learn a bit more about myself. This weekend I learned that I can be very stupid. I overheated and was too stubborn to pull myself off the field. I felt like I was letting my Prince down and failing my Knight. But to be honest, I think I was more useful on the side. I yield for the first time... ended up face to face with a Lost Viking and couldn't lift my shield. All I saw was a rain of white flashes and I didn't trust my sword. It felt awful. I felt like I was dishonouring my opponent. He deserved a fight, not a yield, but I couldn't give him a fight. We did speak after, I still feel shame. If I see him again, I will give him the best I can do.

The next day was rapier war. I think I did good. The temperature was better. The feeling of guilt was still strong so I made sure to give my best at all cost.

I wish my Squire sister could have been there, and my Knight! Maybe one day we'll all fight on the same field!

Pictures to come!