Ethlyn, Princess of Leonster (
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The stormy March is come at last
Who: Ethlyn and you!
Where: The event center (or just outside it), or out and about for foraging trips
What:BBC historical immersion documentary Helping you soft modern people get to grips with the way it was! AKA mingle log for learning some skills. (If your character wants to learn or teach something not mentioned here, feel free!)
Warnings: None to start with!
Without any electricity to run lights and music, Ethlyn's engaged the events center to run her day of tutorials on how to live... well, like she had always lived up until she was whisked away from her own death to this strange world. Admittedly, she didn't have as much expertise as she would like to be more useful; as a noblewoman, servants carried out many of the tasks like cooking and making lights. Still, being a soldier on campaign had forced her to learn, in a rough-and-ready fashion--and soliciting every willing medieval person she could find, she was determined to share those skills with Chosen and townsfolk alike until they figured out how to make the sparks fly once more.
Throwing open the shades to let in as much light as possible and starting at sunrise--as though sun to sun wasn't a perfectly sensible way to live one's life!--she was ready to help.
Making rushlights: Rushlights are just that--rushes, soaked in fat/lard/oil to use as purely sufficient but inexpensive light source. Since Aldrip doesn't have much in the way of rushlight holders (barring a few antiques), there's also a pile of coathangers and pliers to work at some improvised fixtures.
Fires to last: Do you know how to build a fire? Congratulations, you're going to learn. And also you're going to collect wood for it! Start with little twigs and build up to bigger pieces of wood slowly.
Of course, this isn't an appropriate activity for inside the convention hall, so both this and the below will have to happen outside.
Cooking: Since most homes don't have wood-fire ovens, it's going to have to be wood-fire outside. There's a lot more to it than just hot dogs and s'mores. If you've got grain, you've got pottage. If you've got some vegetables that need using up, they can go in the grain that becomes pottage. Limitless variety!
Foraging: It's winter, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to eat. There's black walnuts, wild cranberries (lowbush and highbush), beechnuts, pine nuts, chickweed, watercress, rosehips, and more--and some skillful local artists hired by Ethlyn have put together some sketches for edibles to be found in the wild.
Where: The event center (or just outside it), or out and about for foraging trips
What:
Warnings: None to start with!
Without any electricity to run lights and music, Ethlyn's engaged the events center to run her day of tutorials on how to live... well, like she had always lived up until she was whisked away from her own death to this strange world. Admittedly, she didn't have as much expertise as she would like to be more useful; as a noblewoman, servants carried out many of the tasks like cooking and making lights. Still, being a soldier on campaign had forced her to learn, in a rough-and-ready fashion--and soliciting every willing medieval person she could find, she was determined to share those skills with Chosen and townsfolk alike until they figured out how to make the sparks fly once more.
Throwing open the shades to let in as much light as possible and starting at sunrise--as though sun to sun wasn't a perfectly sensible way to live one's life!--she was ready to help.
Making rushlights: Rushlights are just that--rushes, soaked in fat/lard/oil to use as purely sufficient but inexpensive light source. Since Aldrip doesn't have much in the way of rushlight holders (barring a few antiques), there's also a pile of coathangers and pliers to work at some improvised fixtures.
Fires to last: Do you know how to build a fire? Congratulations, you're going to learn. And also you're going to collect wood for it! Start with little twigs and build up to bigger pieces of wood slowly.
Of course, this isn't an appropriate activity for inside the convention hall, so both this and the below will have to happen outside.
Cooking: Since most homes don't have wood-fire ovens, it's going to have to be wood-fire outside. There's a lot more to it than just hot dogs and s'mores. If you've got grain, you've got pottage. If you've got some vegetables that need using up, they can go in the grain that becomes pottage. Limitless variety!
Foraging: It's winter, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to eat. There's black walnuts, wild cranberries (lowbush and highbush), beechnuts, pine nuts, chickweed, watercress, rosehips, and more--and some skillful local artists hired by Ethlyn have put together some sketches for edibles to be found in the wild.
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[ He doesn't use them often. And he doesn't use them to kill either, though he's not exactly above it. But if he needs someone to sit out of a meeting so that he can get a new rule passed... then so be it. It's only fair. He spent the bulk of his childhood getting poisoned, so the good old Count can believe he's got a vicious hangover for a day or two.
He straightens up with a groan and a stretch. ]
The good thing about that is that knowing what is poison means that you usually know what isn't poison. Though if we were in such dire straits, we'd probably wind up just eating grass first. Which isn't my first choice, but it won't kill you.
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[She isn't sure she could actually put it past Claude to ruin the evening of someone who was sufficiently annoying.]
I hope it's a long time before it comes to that. [She's heard tell of it--the last resort of those desperate in famine. Sometimes, people report that it's happening in Thracia.] It would take more than losing the flick of a lightswitch or an electric spiral burner for that to happen, at least.