Hail thee,
as you perhaps heard there was a big Reallife meeting this weekend, where some Mercs could gladly take part. We met in Bernburg, a smaller town in Germany and had a weekend full of headburning sun, hard ground, long talks, to less woman and too much beer. The Mercs I counted where Ashak Akallabeth, Kaldur Pa Al, Kobash Tan Ghaleb, Kobash Tan Conaria,Kobash Tan Shakka, Numag Wastl, Numag Klythos Zinker, Numag Morpheus the Visionary and myself....so 10 Mercs there...
What could be mentioned first of all the things I saw and heard....hmmm.... perhaps that nearly all Red Roses are to fat in RL...hehe... after I saw them, I knew why there where thousands of sausages and steaks and beer bottles...
Another thing was the tournament on saturday. A team of Mercs was formed Shakka, Conaria, Wastl, myself and our 'old' RL and Tibiafriend Winill(for mental support). We named us after our noonactivities 'schwimmer' and started into this glorious tournament of 14 teams, including some mixed RR teams, a CIP(!) Team and a slimes called team of WoT-Bord slimes like Martin or Badman.
1st: Ropepulling...
2 teams,1 rope, a lousy ground and CIP members that told their oponents better to loose, if they would like to keep their chars. We sadly lost our first match because of some cheating by the refferee Cornelius Scipio but we got into a bonus round and could start in the Quarter-finals gain....there we pulled like hell (I can not remember our oposing team...they
just where so weak..hehe)...we won and got into the Semi-finals where we had to pull against the 'Specialtaskforce' (only a translation, german was 'Spezialeinheit')....not really needed to translate, because they cheated from the beginning... they started too early to pull and got us unprepared...we fought like real mercs...pulled what our aching arms could pull...but still lost...so in round 1 only a place 3 for the Mercs... (perhaps as addition...in the final pull both teams pulled so hard, that the rope broke and all sat on their butts...hehe...)
2nd: Treethrowing
1 'tree' that got thrown by each Teammember and each meter thrown counted as a point... hmm..what to say about this round...it had to be started again, because the old and weak Opa Wetterwachs broke the 'tree', so that 2 teams had to start again with the shorter tree....also our Kobash Tan Shakka could bring the wisdom of his age to help us and teached me a way to throw this 'tree' nearly to the parking cars. Also Winill had his special move prepared for the Treethrowing contest...He had a special 'target'...he threw and nearly hit Badman, the one he was only able to hit with words until now...
We got 2nd place...right after CIP, that won...I would guess they secretly pitched their skills or gave the refferee some manacasks for this win.....
3rd: Crossbowshooting contest
This was the time for our only Paladin in the team, to show the world what it means to be a Paladin......Conaria shot the most points of each of the parttaking 70 Tibians....she also could teach us dumb magic users how to handle a crossbow this good, that we got place 1 in round 3....we achieved 47 points !!!(2nd team had 34 so you can see we where really good in this!)...
After this glorious finish we all waited for the results of the whole contest...who would win, what would be the prices, and why is suddenly everybody wanting a steak ?
after dinner....and some new beers, the results where published and the winners got their papermedalls and what to tell you more?..hehe ....WE WON !!!!! Place 1 for the Schwimmer.... again we showed the whole Tibia, that they can't win, if they
mess with us. Place 1 for the best team on the contestground.....for US.......
after this glorious moment for the mercs I finally got my ropewound patched and all contestans and noncontestants started again to tell their stories of Tibia, to sing sitting around torches, to form alliances, to make some deals or only to sit with friends at a game of Grass.....did I mention that there was miracly still beer left to 'use' ?
sunday:
sleeping long in the sun....waiting even longer for coffee and rolls... and after breakfast some final talks in the biggest tent.
After this more and more Tibians left and also we took our backpacks and left with the nearly traditional greeting: See you in Tibia..
Author: "Josephine"