2004 Barrow-Downs’ Birthday Celebration!

[Bêthberry]

While the orcs were orchestrating their oracular exercises, Bethberry, dripping wet from the fortunate and need we also say fortuitous foredunking of the Volunteer Fire Brigade, but in no way resembling anything quite so undignified as a wet tee shirt, began to hum that mythic song of elder days, "Orc on the Water, Fire in the Sky" by that infamous band, Pink Flordim. Or was it Pio Sentinel, the elf of great renown at standing guard over our gaming? It didn't matter much. Because then Bethberry called out in ringingly heroic, indeed, may we say, enchanting voice,

"Water fight!",

Well, this was too much for the many young hobbits to resist. Tittering gleefully, they grabbed every pot and pan available, claiming the right of societal norm, and, sad to say, that included Mr. SaucepanMan himself, despite his remonstrations that there was no objectively right way to demand his participation in this affair. Cami ducked out of the way as tweens, young ones and those pretending to be young took to the game with aim and strong arms, Aman doubled over yet again with laughter, and Kransha raised a considerable eyebrow in the sauvest manner he could muster, which for his orcish nature was saying a great deal.

Bethberry contemplated submitting a request for a discussion thread for the party gamers to consider the renaming of the Party, "REB III: The Revenge of the Water Can/on" but just then the fireworks tent took flight.